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Invisible Lines
There are lines everywhere, invisible lines, between words and minutes and people, even us. Some are as thin and yielding as a blade of grass while others are as long and impenetrable as the Great Wall of China. You learn not to see them, or to see them, depending on your taste and needs and… Read more
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Autumn in New York
“It’s autumn in New York that brings the promise of new love Autumn in New York is often mingled with pain Dreamers with empty hands, may sigh for exotic lands It’s autumn in New York, it’s good to live it again.”Vernon Duke Some people like Autumn. I’m not one of them. All the good things… Read more
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Fictional Humans of New York – Hungry Jack
I don’t like this new hunger. Not that the old ones were great, but better the devil you know, you know? I prefer it when my body hungers for those things that are necessary for its survival rather than feeding appetites that are, lets face it, better left unfed. You know what happens to hungers… Read more
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Bleecker Street Sketchbook
The first place I ever lived in Manhattan was 4 St. Mark’s Place, above Trash & Vaudeville. One day we came home and the locks had been changed. Maybe we should have paid the rent. It was a good place to get a foothold. The second place I lived on the island was 203 Bleecker… Read more
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Drugs In Jail
This is a song of mine that goes back a couple of decades. I was living in Greenwich Village when I wrote it and recorded it with my band. That version is gathering dust in the archives. It’s hard to remember the impetus behind the lyrics but the idea of using drugs in jail struck… Read more
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Fictional Humans of New York – Alice
Alice was terrified when Joey told her he was going to Iraq. He might just as well have told her he was going to try jumping off the Empire State Building to see if he could fly. When he was a little boy he was always saying things like that to her, trying to scare… Read more
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