I am sticking my head up for a moment to say I am here. We are playing two shows in NYC area this weekend: Friday at Rockwood Music Hall on…
I can’t shake the images of the water flushing through the Subway entrances and exits, the cars floating in the parking garages of lower Manhattan. The eeriest thing about these…
photo by Kris McCue For as the body is one, and hath many members, and all the members of that one body, being many, are one body, so also is…
Lilacs about to burst, three weeks before they usually do. My friend Andrea Raphael died on Good Friday. My writing mentor and teacher Anna Kirwan died on Easter Sunday. Two…
I am going to take a break from my assignment of writing on the writing/recording process of each of the 13 songs on The Full Catastrophe (our 16th CD, due…
It’s one of the many paradoxes of life that by the time we really become convinced that we want to–need to–change, it’s too late. Not to be a downer; but…