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Do Or Do Not
I have a soul-crushing headache with Skywalker Sound written all over it. Heather commented that my last entry read like one of those “Fuck you, I’m too busy to post” type posts. Not at all. I am neither that busy nor that misanthropic. Instead, I’ve found myself in some sort of strange limbo over the…
View Post Summer Song
So, it’s summer. Ya-hoooo. Summer doesn’t mean much to me, as I’ve long since matriculated from summer vacation, camp, and kick the can with the neighborhood kids. Plus, news teams are exempted summer hours. So the days are longer and brighter, and there’s no snow to trudge through. That’s a bonus. But other than that?…
View Post The Sound Of Settling
Doug Llewellyn says, “Don’t take the law into your own hands. You take ’em to court.” And I’m with him 110%. But not today. Listen, I’m a law abiding citizen. Excepting maybe jaywalking, I’m down with the Rule of Law. I mean, yes, the masses are asses. But in general, if you’re gonna’ live on a…
View Post Holiday Road
For the first time in thirty-three years, I have a plan. Well, not really. I always have a plan, sometimes to a fault. But this time, I’m way ahead of the ball. I have dates. I’m buying plane tickets. It’s the summer of neo-hippie weddings, midwestern recordings, and plenty of bicoastal, red eye travel. Here’s…
View Post I’ll Close My Eyes & Bite Your Tongue
It stands to reason, somehow, that a wholesome afternoon would be followed by a spontaneous evening of debauchery. The upshot? 3:01 – Ethan and I walk (ok, stroll) along the Hudson to the 70th Street Pier. He learns the word “boat,” and proceeds to use it successfully all afternoon. Yes, women do notice him and…
View Post Sleep To Dream
I just had the oddest night of sleep in years. First, I wake up at 3:57 a.m. from a strange dream. I have to get from Philadelphia to New York City with a bunch of high school buddies, including my L.A. James. I forget my passport and miss the last train, so we have to…
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