“Sails” Music Video

Posted by on Jan 21, 2015

“Sails” Music Video

Late last year I led videographer Seth Coogan on a wild goose chase through the Shenandoah Mountains. We were looking for the entrance to a long abandoned train tunnel not far from Waynesboro, Virginia. The Blue Ridge Tunnel is a thing of legend. The tunnel was designed by Claudius Crozet, American immigrant and former engineer to Napoleon’s army, in an era that pre-dated dynamite. The use...

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Newest Release: WORK (Live EP)

Posted by on Jan 8, 2015

Newest Release: WORK (Live EP)

Dear Friends, It’s always nice to finish a project and not only feel that you put your best into it, but also that the thing itself was work worth doing – which is exactly how I feel. WORK was worth doing, regardless where it goes from here. As my sophomore release I couldn’t be happier. The album is a five song EP dealing with themes I care deeply about from agrarian life to loving...

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This Land is Your Land (cover)

Posted by on Oct 3, 2014

This Land is Your Land (cover)

It’s raining in Erie, Pennsylvania. I’m shut up in my hotel room playing guitar – finally working out an arrangement of Woody Guthrie’s “This Land Is Your Land” that I’ve been humming for the last 1,300 miles.    ...

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“The Bets I Made” w/ Nic Tuff

Posted by on Sep 22, 2014

“The Bets I Made” w/ Nic Tuff

At the Radio Bean open mic In Burlington, VT I met Nic Tuff. Nic plays an instrument called the reverie harp. It is a small handheld harp that can be finger picked or played with “chopsticks” like a hammered dulcimer. I had the opportunity of playing with Nic one afternoon. We improvised a couple songs. *Burlington is also home to the tallest stack of filing cabinets I have ever...

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The Hitchhike Interviews: In the Lizard Lounge Green Room

Posted by on Sep 18, 2014

The Hitchhike Interviews: In the Lizard Lounge Green Room

This post is from the Hitchhike Interviews, my travel blog about hitchhiking more than 4,000 miles along the United States East Coast. The T stopped running at midnight. I was too tight to get a cab, so I walked the four miles to Everett – thinking. I rarely make time to think, and when I do it’s like some sort of neurological binge. I thought about an exchange I had in the Lizard Lounge green...

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