I write sometimes. Sometimes people read what I write, but not often.
I like to smell everything in Yankee Candle and pretend I'm traveling to far off lands. I don't like too many "nah nah's" in songs. I like my coffee black.
I recorded a solo album in 1998 with 9 original songs and a cover of "She Came in Through the Bathroom Window" because I knew the chords. Hardly anyone has heard it.
Music can be such a revelation, dancing around you feel the sweet sensation / We might be lovers if the rhythm’s right, I hope this feeling never ends tonight – @Madonna This is not a guilty pleasure. I don’t believe in guilty pleasures. I stopped believing in them years ago. […]
Hey yo, here’s a little story ghetto love situation, ’bout a girl I met who had many temptations / She was so fly, get high, well understood, big-ass big brains and straight out the hood – @GhostfaceKillah I want you to try something the next time you fly. […]
They asked me to come down and watch the parade / To march down the street like the Duracell bunny I tell you, the real winner today is the city of Portland. Every time I come here it gets harder to leave. I think you guys put something […]
@starsofthelid It’s almost impossible to survive without music in a job where I need to create all day. I need something to kill the ambient office noise. People’s whispered conversations, keyboards typing, phones ringing, papers crumbled and thrown into garbage cans, staplers stapling, copiers copying, busy bee workers […]
Don’t need anyone, don’t need no Mom and Dad / Don’t need no pretty face, don’t need no human race / I got some news for you, don’t even need you too – @DeadBoys I’ve been shaving my head once a week for about two and a half […]
You saw the masterpiece / she looks a lot like you / Wrapping her left arm around your right / Ready to walk you through the night — @bigthiefmusic If challenged, I could probably drink an entire pot of coffee, eat 100 hot wings, pound a 12-pack of […]
There’s a party in my mind / and I hope it never stops / There’s a party up there all the time / and they’ll party till they drop I need to come up with a term that describes that orgasmic feeling you get when a song has […]
“I know we lost and we’re halfway there / I know you wanna win, but I don’t really care” I’m not trying to pile on the Warriors. Seriously, I’m not. I had no rooting interest in the NBA Finals, other than a real curiosity to see how Cleveland […]
“I knew a man / who lied to the world / hid from the truth / lived a life with no rules” You feel it. Something happens in the hips, a subtle gyration, caused by the first 25 seconds of this song. The music has a chemical effect […]
Today is February 1st. It was in the mid 40s outside today. No snow on the ground or clinging to the trees or collecting dirt on the side of the road. Yesterday it got into the low 50s. Who do I thank? I’m going to end up jinxing […]