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Where I’m Going

I wasn’t sure how the band would go over in the East Village. But sure enough, they had them dancing — square dancing, no less — on Avenue C. It’s been quite a week having The Nadas in town. Hard workers, all, but there’s not nine to fiver amongst ’em. They’re noon to fivers. Five…
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One Thing Right

“Americas Next Top Model” was the talk of the MTV News morning meeting. Sadly, there was no mention of the sonic pyrotechnics coming from The Rodeo Bar last night. It was pretty overwhelming bringing The Smith Family and The Nadas together. If these two worlds collided at Monday’s Rockwood Music Hall show, they absolutely super…
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Wine Me Up

Wow, what a day. And it’s barely even lunch time. I knew this week was gonna be a doozy, what with two shows, The Nadas in my living room, the marathon in a week, and my record release in two. So I’m not surprised. But it is a little ridiculous. 6:30 – Wake up, check…
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Kiss Catastrophe

Mike and Jason tipped the scales. When they climbed on stage with Will, Tony, Chris, and me last night, there were more of us onstage than off. Of course, it’s pretty heartbreaking when no one shows up for your rock show. Especially when you’re playing every Monday night to get people excited and build momentum…
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Octane

If you miss Monday’s Rockwood show, well, then too bad for you. We’ve got a ton of goodness up our collective sleeve. Nadas Mike, Jason, and Will arrived Friday. I’ve missed them most of the weekend on account of a wedding (not mine), and my last training run before the marathon. I rolled in this…
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So Says I

It wasn’t the walk of shame, it was the parade of shame. Weddings are loathesome affairs. Not because we don’t wish well for our friends (or our date’s friends), but because we’re thrown into a room full of stranges, half of whom are related to one another. I’m perfectly comfortable in front of a crowd,…
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