Freshly Spearheaded
With his hands cupping my cheeks, guitarist J Bowman looks into my eyes and, with the elation of someone who understands what it's like...
Kickin' Up Dust (and Sand)
For vacation this year my family and I spent a week in Myrtle Beach, SC and in between the lull of ocean rumbles our schedule worked out...
Meeting Darren Criss
Dear Darren, I spent the first day after in my pjs and looking at the pictures over and over, editing together a vlog of all the videos,...
MGMT with the "Kids"
Yesterday I donned my college sweatshirt and strutted across campus like I owned the place for the first time since I graduated last May....
Cabin Fever: In Which Music Heals
It was a different life When we were boys and girls Not just a different time It was a different world These are the words that filled...
Fantasia on a Theme of Childhood Memories
Yesterday afternoon, I went to the symphony. This isn’t new; I’m a huge fan of classical and instrumental music. There was a phase of my...
We Have the Rations to Go Anywhere
The thing about perfect days is that everything is so real that it feels surreal, like a dream that's so vivid that the details are lost...
Beware the Weekend Irish
So considering all the times I've mentioned the Irish festivals, I have never actually established that I am Irish. Which I am, kind of....