THE BLACKENED BLUES, One Poem at a Time: Charles Mingus’s Miracle
I’m happy to announce that my first poetry collection, The Blackened Blues, is available wherever you buy books (yes, *wherever*, so you don’t have to put more money in Rocket Man’s…
I’m happy to announce that my first poetry collection, The Blackened Blues, is available wherever you buy books (yes, *wherever*, so you don’t have to put more money in Rocket Man’s…
I'm happy to announce that my first poetry collection, The Blackened Blues, is available wherever you buy books (yes, *wherever*, so you don't have to put more money in Rocket…
True story: when I arrived at Noepe in spring 2016 for my year as artist-in-residence, my goal was to work on a novel, and I had a box worth of…
Excited to see the latest issue of the great Exterminating Angel Press. I’m also happy to be included with so many other excellent writers. Check out my poem, "The old man on the…
Jim Morrison took his last bath on July 3, 1971 in Paris. R.I.P. Lizard King. (I wrote, in what most normal people would consider painful detail, about The Doors in…
It's been an honor to continue receiving the support from Jerry Jazz Musician, who have published another of my poems (previous poems here, here and here). This one will be…
Happy 75th to an artist who has not merely helped shape and define whatever it is, exactly, prog rock has managed to encompass, but as a positive force for music:…
“With age comes wisdom, but sometimes age comes alone.” That, from the ever-quotable Oscar Wilde. Does age impart wisdom? Maybe. It definitely provides opinions. Some of them, perhaps, are worthwhile.…
Question: where else would you possibly find a party that pulls together such compelling and disparate company as Charlie Parker, Jimi Hendrix, Richard Pryor, Liz Taylor, Tina Turner, and…Captain Ahab?…
Thanks to the team at The Rush Magazine for providing a home for this very short, very personal piece. (More about my relationship with my old man and his father,…