Future chronicles will futuristically chronicilize.
I sat on the bench. I hope it wasn't art.
February 16, 2017
February 14, 2017
In case you thought I forgot...
January 29, 2017
If crime doesn't pay, at least it recycles. Outdated NYC Subway maps make excellent bank robber fashion.
"What'd he look like?"
"He looked like... THE ENTIRE CITY!"
January 28, 2017
January 27, 2017
January 26, 2017
Hey! Cool! I've been sharing videos and music from all my interweb places and thought I'd start doing the same here. Yes, there ARE links under the banner, but this is fun.
This is one of the tracks from my late 80s home studio experiments, which I'm calling 'The Hour of the Wolf Sessions'. It's a short clip warming up on several instruments on several tracks for a later larger piece. The photos were an afterthought but it fits the spirit.
January 25, 2017
18.5 LBS of cat food. I am the greatest hunter in the world.
January 24, 2017
January 20, 2017
January 5, 2017
January 4, 2017
January 1, 2017
December 31, 2016
December 28, 2016
1970 John Borus and I were the Lennon and McCartney of Astoria Queens. The three verses were from that period, from a larger piece we composed call The Montage. 1979 I was living in the attic of the vacant Turtle Lane Playhouse while the owners awaited renovation permits. I would play the piano on the stage in the middle of the night. That's where the two refrains were added.