Monday, December 10th, 2007


In my jet-lagged blur, I had a lunch with my comrade-in-arts, Josh Wolf-Shenk. I met him a couple years ago at one of my NYC shows, just as his book about Abe Lincoln’s depression, “Lincoln’s Melancholy,” was subtley rocking my worldview. Our ensuing friendship has been a long deep conversation about creativity and the soul, though Josh soon moved from Brooklyn to run a literary program out in the sticks. Josh has always urged me to tour with a full band at any cost (this video clip is from the night he first saw me play). Looking back on my last year of relentless touring, often done as an economical duo or trio, I see that I often struggled onstage, trying to wrestle a huge sound from my mobile militia. Of course, sometimes a duo vibe was intimate and perfect. But maybe in 2008 I’ll recruit an affordable army of tenacious teenagers from a sleepy town somewhere, and make some noise. Now accepting resumes. Do teenagers have resumes?

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My body is still in Australia time so I woke at 3:30am. It’s around dawn now. I’m walking my neighborhood. Christmas trees are for sale on the cold wet sidewalk. I stopped at a deli and ordered a hot tea ‘regular’…which in NYC means lots of sugar and cream. I want to walk all day.

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