Cold Hands, Warm Hands
Her hands were so cold. So she said. I told her to slide one into my circa 1995 chocolate brown leather jacket pocket. Along …
Logjams
In January I had an idea to go back into the studio and write some new music. Lots of people know that I’ve recorded …
In The Shadows
This feeling is foreign to me. I haven’t spent enough time with it over the years to discern it, to define it. The distractions …
Sacred Routines
I stopped using an alarm clock six months ago. After being sleep deprived for the first half of 2017, it was nice to start …
Whiplash
I watched the news, like all of you, as Harvey and Irma pounded the shores of Texas and Florida. Millions evacuated, powerless to nature’s …