Higher Thoughts

I can’t listen to you anymore

Hey, you. Yeah, you. The one who left me a response that one time. Yes, the one that was kinda trollish…

Always write about Dublin

I often find myself stumped looking for a ‘big idea’ to write about. Like, what’s a nice, big, beefy concept that…

On going in the right direction

The latest exchange from my irregular, random, experimental, wacksydaisical Q&A (which you can submit…

The unmarked package

“Chapman, sit down. I’m glad you rushed over. We need to talk.”

When weeds take root and grow

I remember the moment I became an official ‘shy person’. I was in the back seat of my grandparents’ car as…

Reconnecting with ordinary

When we’re kids, we have these storybook images in our minds of what life is going to be like when we ‘grow up’…

Bubble gum content

I have a friend who calls Top 40 music ‘bubble gum music’. Paints a picture, right? It’s tasty. Sweet. Fun. Immediately…

On making a living from your art without selling out

You know the struggle... The never ending battle…

The bottom of the ‘U’

I’ve seen this analogy a few different places lately, so I’m not sure who to credit, but the concept is definitely not…

That Studio

On our backs in your full-size bed, staring at the ceiling, talking over the soft, nasally sound of James Taylor coming through the iPod…