The Birthday Gift

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It’s amazing how something so all-consuming will eventually fade into the background. I think it was when I was first able to tie my own shoes again. I think that’s when I knew the story of this last 7 weeks was ceasing to define me, and this whole adventure was on it’s way to being […]

Drive (part one)

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I’ve never believed in the myth of the “starving artist”, never bought into the need to starve in pursuit of my dreams. I have and intend always to thrive doing what I love. Nonetheless, there came a day while I was living at 106 Cabrini Blvd in Washington Heights, that I was down to my last […]

The Morning After – Adrenaline Hangover

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This is how I gauge the energy output for a show, a rehearsal, the studio….the morning after. It’s 9:05, and our house is making more morning noise than usual (#thishousemakesnoise) as the guys continue to cut through walls, hammer in baseboards, and prep grout to secure the tile they laid in my soon-to-be-new bathroom yesterday […]

MY LOVE AFFAIR WITH THE LONE STAR STATE

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I used to play in Texas a lot. Not Austin. “Real” Texas; the part of Texas that wants to be its own country; the 5”-belt-buckle and ropers-with-real-spurs part of Texas. When I told folks where I was from, inevitably someone piped up with “get a rope!” And as polite and well-mannered as those Texas cowboys […]

From Beakers to Bleecker Street

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I started writing music because I lost someone in my life, and it was the only way I knew to get through it. I picked up his guitar, figured out how to play it, and sang my way out of the abyss. I keep making music because I see how it effects people, helps them […]