Got the M1. Thanks all you musicians or artists in the know that pestered me to join your cult. It may take some weeks before I complete the transferring of […]

I played Dorchester, Ontario, in an old barn, a beautiful old barn attached to an old farmhouse, all of it organized and held together by Brent Jones and a couple […]

Working with Robin in Nelson on new videos for both old and new songs. Nelson, British Columbia, the sort of place where people consult three crystals and the spirit of […]

A former student wrote to me late one night: “If a shadow realized it was merely a shadow, would that invalidate its position?” Then added: “Do you see this as […]

I returned to an old song this morning, the equivalent of opening a suitcase sat untouched in the basement for thirty years. The chords were wearing the same clothes, waiting […]

I watch people on the subway, nearly everyone absorbed in a phone. I understand the lament about what we’ve lost: the accidental intimacy of strangers sharing a public space while […]

I see these stories. The good guy comes. He gets there in time. He saves the girl. Saves the town. Saves himself. Fine. But what if he doesn’t? What if […]

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I am doing too many things at once,keeping a small weather systemabove my head. A song in one hand,a deadline in another,three unanswered lettersbalanced on my nose,a tour rolling toward […]

By two in the morning Eddie had played forty minutes of music, sold three CDs, lost his phone charger and agreed to sleep in the basement of a man named […]