The good folks at Brigham Young University (namely Jeff Martin) got wind of the SubCulture concert that Kelli and I did together last January, and asked if we would come and do it in their gorgeous deJong Concert Hall to finish the BYUArts season. Thus it was that I got to fulfill my lifelong dreamRead More »

It’s been a hell of a year, and I have the uncomfortable feeling it’s going to get worse before it gets better, so what I try to find when I perform is some feeling in the room, some sense that we are all doing this together, that we are all fighting and hoping and despairingRead More »

I think I first became aware of Grace McLean through Justin Goldner, her bassist as well as a regular member of the Caucasian Rhythm Kings (and one of the original guitarists for The Bridges of Madison County). Grace is also part of Shaina Taub’s unbelievable circle of incredible musical collaborators, so I’d seen her doRead More »

On the morning of September 11, 2001, my then-girlfriend (with whom I’m still in touch) and I woke up to the sound of my mother on my answering machine, yelling something like “they’re blowing up Manhattan,” and by the time I raced to the phone to find out what she was talking about, she hadRead More »

Some days I can get through what I have to do without spiraling into despondency over this awful president and what he’s doing to our country, to our standing in the world, to our belief in ourselves; some days it’s a lot harder. Monday was a rough one, and I’m very grateful that I hadRead More »