Photos

I’m in the middle of the mailer making process. It’s the first one in ten years to have me — my face — on it. It’s a really overlit, straight-faced, U2-kinda’ photo, basically (plus some text). I didn’t have anything else, or any other iconographic ideas, so… I hope it’s not too pretentious. It’s actually…

I’m back in the city after a brief trip to Philadelphia. I ran the Broad Street 10 miler this morning in 1:17:42. I’m on a WWII kick. Not very rocknroll, maybe, but amazing to learn about. It started with Tom Brokaw’s book “The Greatest Generation” and led to Stephem Ambrose’s “D-Day.” Robert Mitchum’s “The Story…

A guy I work with who’s also in a band — a band with an actual record deal — asked me how my music was going. What could I say? What do I have to show for ten years and thousands of dollars spent pursuing this dream? Not much. Not enough. The fact is, I’m…

The fog is back hanging over Manhattan as thunder storms roll in from across the Hudson… I just rode way down to 2d Street and Avenue B, where I dropped off a minidisc of new songs for cellist Julia Kent to learn for our May 17th Sidewalk performance. I also called drummer Clayton Pettis today,…

The city and I are locked in a dense, creeping fog. The sky is white. The buildings are gone, New Jersey is gone. It’s as if there is no world beyond my fire escape. It’s one of those days when you can’t see but maybe two, three feet in front of you. It conspires to…

As my friend Jamie is want to say, “Worlds change in the belly of an insect.”