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Songwriting

I write about songwriting so often because songwriting is the only thing that I have ever truly cared about. I have never written a song for no reason. Every song carries the fingerprint of a moment that once lived and breathed inside me: an experience, an emotion, an infatuation, a desire, a disappointment, a regret, a triumph, an argument with the world, an argument with myself, a relationship that flourished or failed, a belief I clung to or abandoned. Sometimes it was nothing more than the excitement of a clever phrase arriving at exactly the right moment like an unexpected guest at the door for some word-play. . Every song has had a life before it became a recording. For years, they were written entirely by hand. I still have binders filled with lyrics scratched out by my teenage right hand long before computers became part of the process. Around 2006, Word documents and Blogger replaced notebooks and loose paper, but the impulse remained exactly the same: catch the feeling befor...

Marky

 Hindsight can be very painful. When I opened my bookstore in August 1995 on Thompson Street in Greenwich Village, I was already known by the club owners, bouncers and bands as the guy who for the previous four years had the great books on his sidewalk bookstand. I started my business on St Mark Place in the Fall of 1989 in front of Trash and Vaudeville and became a fixture there until 1991 when I moved to Bleecker Street. I set up shop in front of The Village Gate where the owner Art D'Lugoff and his son became my regular customers. They were very supportive. I was there for a few months until I met James (Jim) McBride who was selling jewelry across the street in front of Kenny's Castaways. We became fast friends and I moved my stand across the street next to his. That is another story for another time. Fast forward to July 1995.Jim and I were selling books on W 4th Street, what an adventure that was, when our friend Paolo approached me and asked if I would be interested in ta...

TRACK BREAKDOWNS

 Track by Track Breakdown 1. Brainwaves (2:04) The transmission crackles to life with an opening track that pulses like a distant beacon from some cybernetic monastery. Frantic, clipped beats dart between layers of static and melody, giving the impression of a machine waking up and realizing it has a soul. Hypnotic and unsettling in equal measure. 2. The Wait (2:09) A sharp pivot—this one is pure tension. A minimalist beat builds under whispered vocals that slither through the mix, hinting at something lurking just beyond the sonic horizon. The final moments shatter into an explosion of sound, as if the pressure was too much to contain. A meditation on patience—or paranoia. 3. Baby's Home With Me Tonight (2:24) A mirage of warmth flickers through the cold wires. This track is almost a love song, if love songs were built from broken circuits and nostalgia glitches. The lyrics paint a picture of devotion.  4. Dirty Words (3:21) Now this is where the Devils bare their teeth....

It Used To Be My Thing (But It Ain't My Thing No More)

 I used to like to play and sing But It ain't my thing no more I used to like to entertain But at my age it's just too much pain  It used to be my thing But It ain't my thing no more
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