My friend Paul Foulds and I wrote a song together recently. It’s the least weird song I’ve ever written… just a get-down-and-dirty eight bar blues with Paul’s amazing guitar and singing.
I have a friend in the Netherlands. He went to Thailand and grew up. While he was there he wrote a novel… a kind of coming of age story.
My friend, Cake, had a crisis. In the summer of 2018 with no warning, her quintessential American dream of a life abruptly came to a halt.
Here’s the latest tune if you haven’t caught it yet. Yes it has a weird…