white punks on dope

Suburban Girls on TranquilizersOr perhaps they feel kinda sexy, but they look pretty dumb. You know the look: droopy eyes, funhouse mirror faces. I rather dig it sometimes....Yes it's true. I never had a synthesizer back in the 80s and I'm experiencing a mid-life crisis. Wouldn't you?

a feast of snakes

Martha & the Snakes If I had to choose, I'd say that my favorite Harry Crews book is probably A Feast of Snakes (though that Gypsy's Curse story from the Classic Crews collection ranks about as high as anything). Grotesque more often than not, his tales expose the slithering underbelly of rural Southern culture in … Continue reading a feast of snakes →

pure imagination

Pure Imagination This entry's mp3 was written by Anthony Newley and Leslie Bricusse for the film Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory. Jeff Booth and I recorded this version of the song at his studio for the LittleWalks New York children's video, and I'm not sure how long I'll be able to keep it up … Continue reading pure imagination →

dreams never end

Who's Been In Your Dreams? Several months ago, I had a dream that I was having a telephone conversation with the very funny comedienne Amy Poehler, the details of which are documented in this entry's MP3. It got me thinking again about the people that populate our dreams: usually they're people we know, or occasionally … Continue reading dreams never end →

somewhere apart

There's A Girl I Know I'm in the process of ripping all of my CDs (and some vinyl and cassettes as well) into the computer since that seems to be the way I mostly listen to music these days. It's a never-ending task but I've got a dedicated hard drive, and iTunes makes it all … Continue reading somewhere apart →

vicious

You Really Piss Me Off There's a great series of videos called something like "Classic Albums," and the one about Lou Reed's Transformer album is particularly good. Mauricio suggested it to me and I will in turn suggest it to you. [Here it is at Amazon] The mp3 for this entry is from a few … Continue reading vicious →

baby’s on fire

To the Lake I've got a thing for Brian Eno. It began several years ago when a fellow high school stoner brought over his vinyl copy of Here Come the Warm Jets, a record that - though having been released four years prior - was a new discovery in our endless search for music that … Continue reading baby’s on fire →