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I broke up my twelve hour work day with an absolutely excellent rehearsal with Julia and Todd. Julia and I were harried. I sprinted into the studio from work she was on her way to a sound check. But Todd was there before us, ready, and chill. We raced through the set twice and, man,…

Despite the soggy, windy, waterlogged day, The Optimist has returned. I just got in from rehearsing at Julia’s apartment on 2d Street and Avenue B. It’s a little lived-in place with odds and ends in every nook and cranny: masks from around the world, rubber flies and spiders, shelves and shelves of CDs (from Dumbhead…

Of my rocknroll fantasy, a friend from L.A. said to me yesterday, “Your in the wrong town.” I think about moving to L.A. frequently. About relocating the rock star dream there. The Hollywood Dream. Celluloid Dreams. I have the requisite screenplay under my belt (“Mo’ Hart,” a coming-of-age film about an aspiring — surprise —…

I’m not sure if it’s been inordinately foggy this spring, or if I’ve just been staring out the window a lot, but, well, the fog’s rolled in over Hell’s Kitchen again. I just got done typing out all the chords and lyrics to next week’s set for Julia. She’s the cellist who was once in…

I’m in the middle of the mailer making process. It’s the first one in ten years to have me — my face — on it. It’s a really overlit, straight-faced, U2-kinda’ photo, basically (plus some text). I didn’t have anything else, or any other iconographic ideas, so… I hope it’s not too pretentious. It’s actually…

I’m back in the city after a brief trip to Philadelphia. I ran the Broad Street 10 miler this morning in 1:17:42. I’m on a WWII kick. Not very rocknroll, maybe, but amazing to learn about. It started with Tom Brokaw’s book “The Greatest Generation” and led to Stephem Ambrose’s “D-Day.” Robert Mitchum’s “The Story…