I admired the Beatles, was positively gaga over them. I had a special relationship with George Harrison, the quiet, brooding one, but I wanted to be Mike Smith. Mike Smith and Dennis Wilson, to be honest with you. Dennis Wilson’s carefree attitude came across in the pictures on the back of the Beach Boys albums. […]

It’s raining. That Albert Hammond song is almost accurate. It hardly ever rains in L.A. And when it does, it’s a surprise. You get used to precipitation on the east coast, in Southern California it’s a rarity. It changes your mood. It makes you reflective. Funny, you wait your whole life to grow up, and […]

 Felice is a PHENOMENAL drummer! Maybe it’s her musical pedigree, but shit, I may never pick up the sticks AGAIN! It’s so much work! I took drums in 5th grade, from Mr. Fink, a sourpuss who soured on me almost instantly. But if we’d had "Rock Band" back then, who knows, I might be behind […]

After breakfast at Mother’s, Marty, Felice and myself took a cab deep into the French Quarter to the McDonogh School, where the Mr. Holland’s Opus Foundation was presenting the music program with a slew of instruments.  That’s what the Mr. Holland’s Opus Foundation does, grant instruments to school music programs.  It was started by Michael […]