Music

Rockwood was rowdy. I was anxious. And then it all turned. Chris was on at 8. I was on at 9. So I left the office at seven o’clock and struck out through a sweltering Times Square with my guitar, computer, camera and a bag of CDs strapped to my back. I jammed onto a…

Ah, to be a kid in the summertime. Remember? Kick the can. The ice cream man. Wiffle Ball. Zinc oxide. Fireflies. I have nothing but golden memories of summer vacation. When I was really young, family loaded into the brown, wood-panelled Cutlass Cruiser station wagon, and travelled 561 miles to Lake Vermillion, Minnesota where we…

No matter how good you know your best friend’s band sounds, you can’t really know until you’re sitting on the floor in the aural center of the kick drum, bass and guitar amps. Wow. Molecules are movin’ here, fo’ reals. You know Chris Abad and I are performing a double bill at Rockwood Music Hall…

Dear Friends, Please join me this Thursday night for an awesome double bill. The evening kicks off with a set from the always-rousing, Chris Abad, followed by your truly. Both will be backed by the fabulously capable Tony Maceli (bass) and Jamie Alegre (drums). The uber-talented Miss Jamie Leonhart will join me for “Promise,” “Breathe…

Ok, so here’s the quandary. I love New York City, but thirteen years later, the place is killin’ me. I don’t just mean the fumes, shadows or concrete. And it’s more than the pace, noise, and frenzy. I’m talkin’ about politics, aspiration — the whole ladder climbing thing. A few weeks ago, a younger friend…