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I got stoned tonight for the first time since 1998. Ok, not really. But it was definitely a contact high. Those Phish fans, they sure can smoke down, huh? But lemme’ back up… How did the consummate alt.pop singer/songwriter fan end up at a Phish show? Bobbing his head and getting dangerously close to doin’…

I am haunted. Everything wrong with my life was floating above me in sleep whispering, “Wake up!” So I did. From my last post I too might wonder what on earth could possibly be wrong with this Benjamin Wagner fellow. I will be the first to concede that all is quite well, in contrast, anyway,…

There is ergonomic beauty in the way a cowboy hat fits just so between one’s thumb and middle finger, and slides gracefully onto one’s head. Still, I felt a little anomalous wearing mine on the final leg of my five-hour, ferry to car to subway commute from Block Island. Our 36-hour adventure began at five…

T-minus nine hours until The Mighty Reverend Nikoli Volkov points his shiny black Maxima up towards Block Island for a Smith Family performance of epic proportions. (Oh, and I’m playing a solo set too!) We’re aiming to catch the 9AM Port Judith-Block Island Ferry, hence the early departure. Once on island, Kev, Nick ‘n I…

I’m gettin’ itchy britches. I’m not entirely sure why — I have my sources of inspiration — but I gotta’ get international, like, soon. Excepting Hawaii (which I think I must, as a) it’s in the U.S., and b) I was there for a wedding), I haven’t left the contiguous United States in some ten…

I crave full days, the ones with full hearts, full heads, and full experiences. Yesterday was one. Perhaps later I will have the where-with-all to share details. For now, the best I can offer you, Dear Reader, is this brief sketch. 7AM- Wake, Home 930AM- Meeting, MTV News 3PM- Lunch, Green Symphony 6PM- Pitcher Stella,…