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My hand to God’s, here’s how it happened. I woke up late on account of getting home late from last night’s “Besides” release with a bonus Sundown show afterwards. I jumped online to update the set list on my site, then checked out Sundown’s site to see if they’d updated anything (like, “We hung with…

What a shitty day. I was soaked straight through before I got to the office, then I had meetings straight through — including one that began at six o’clock. That’s the one at which I kinda’ lost my shit. Which isn’t the point of this story. After work, I walked by Rudy’s to pick up…

I’m getting married in October. Which is thrilling. But, on top of working for The Man, producing a documentary with my brother, and training for my eighth NYC Marathon, it makes for a hectic year — one in which releasing a new CD is out of the question. So today I’m releasing two new CDs.…

“Where are you? L.A.? Chicago? Honduras?” “Um, no,” I say. “I’m walking west on 45th Street.” I’m on the phone with my buddy, Nadas front man Jason Walsmith. “I gotta’ warn you,” I say. “New York City’s finest are doing one of their anti-terror swarm things, so it might get loud.” “I gotta’ warn you,”…

Midway through The Undisputed Heavyweights’ cacophonous, careening, and compelling performance Friday night, front man Casey Shea found himself sprawled across a table top. The wild-eyed singer was freshly fatigued from a six-week, cross-country tour with his other band, Sundown.  Less than 72 hours after touching down in New York City, and with nary a moment…

This one found me. I was finishing my coffee, just pacing around the living room with my guitar, when I started strumming this progression. I mumbled nonesense until “baby take a look at me” and “someone save me” emerged. The rest is here on tape (or, um, mp3). Those polyrhythms you hear in the bridge…