I almost asked Liz from the Troub for a hall pass for this month’s column, but I think I can pull it off since all I’m doing is sitting here...
Has anyone else been lookie-looing at the unofficial internet roast of Jojo Siwa? I shudder to think about the level of embarrassment I could ascend to...
Lately I’ve been wondering where songwriters even get off. Not like that—gross. I mean where do we get the balls to write the things we write...
I’ve never experienced a writer’s block quite like motherhood. Sure, I’ve written and released a few songs since River’s arrival, but the output is dismal in...
San Diego recently experienced quite a bit of uncharacteristic rain (not to mention some characteristic environmental racism), which was somewhat comforting (the rain, not the racism)...
I’ve never been much of a Valentine’s Day fan. Don’t get me wrong, I can get down with cards and candy and romantic dinners and sexy...
Happy New Year, my San Diego Troubadour friends. Since I’m a sucker for the vision-boarding, goal-setting, (somewhat psychologically delusional) slate-cleaning magic that accompanies a shiny new...
Since I already bamboozled you last month with Songwriter Sanctuary’s holiday shenanigans, I thought I’d close out the year with something a little different. It’s no...
I know, I know. I’m putting the sleigh before the reindeer by bringing up the holidays so early (I’m like Target!), but I just wanted to...
