Music

Sheryl Crow came to work today. She played the cafeteria, I shit you not. It was like a high school assembly. But with Sheryl Crow. Ok, so my day job has occasional perks. John Norris was doing some pre-show Q&A and characterized her new album, “C’mon, C’mon,” as a “top down summer sorta’ record.” And…

The National Association of Broadcasters convention is like a boat show for tv nerds. The ratio of men to women is 10 to 1. The standard uniform is a golf shirt with a company logo on the chest. Guys are walking around with free Adobe tote bags stuffed with pens, pamphlets and paraphenelia. People are…

We’ve reached our cruising altitude of 35,000 feet some 1900 miles east of Las Vegas. It’s Sunday night, 10 minutes before 6 EDT. I’m fresh from the lavatory, having rid myself of a Sam Adams I downed to lubricate a Vicodin and a half, which seems to be doing its job. That is, despite three…

Within the next 5 days, I will travel some 5542 miles by plane, train, and automobile; go running in three states; and sleep in two different hotel rooms. But first, I need to get the f*ck out of work; put stamps and labels on mailers; and get to sleep. I’ll keep you posted, rest assured……

I dropped mailers for the April 13th Arlene show at Kinko’s on my way home from work. I hustled home, changed into my running gear, and headed west towards the river. The hum of traffic along the West Side Highway gave way to the lapping of the river. The George Washington Bridge glowed upstream. I…

I just walked in from rehearsal. It’s late. I’m exhausted. We’re breaking in a new drummer. It wasn’t easy going. I never know how important my songs, or how specific my tastes are, are until someone new’s tryin’ to figure ’em out. And Rosa and Walker’s shoes are tough to fill. By the sound of…