The first time I was there as an adult was 2006, I think. I walked onto the floor of the Wynn. Everything was gold. Bright without being glaring somehow. Expertly lit to keep you awake. No clocks. The persistent jingle-jangle … Continue reading
Silkworm had just started a tour. We had played in Missoula, first show. Stayed over with our folks there. Left early next day to pull an all-nighter to Columbia, Missouri. Had a show in Columbia, after which we were to … Continue reading
A few years ago, my friend Agostino sets up a music festival in his hometown of Catania, Sicily. Friends of ours are down there, having fun, eating magnificently, as if it can be avoided in Sicily. But otherwise just sitting … Continue reading
I was in two convenience stores yesterday. Conversation 1, two guys behind the counter. Yeah, so I guess you can’t even find it on the internet anymore. Oh, I dunno, I think it’s still around. Yeah, I guess they just … Continue reading
I leave for London tomorrow. I am going to master the new record at Abbey Road, my 2nd favorite recording studio in the world. With any luck, Andrew Lloyd Webber will not prove to be in vulturelike evidence. I do … Continue reading
OK, I could live there. An interesting combination would induce the desire: 1. A desire to enjoy the natural pleasures of life above all else 2. A lack of desire to engage with the rest of the world to any … Continue reading
In Waikiki. I look like a homeless guy who used to own a boat.