Ramblings on books, music and the bigger picture.
The Loneliest City in the World
I recently made some new friends. This may sound like no big deal, but they are the first friends I made on my own since moving to Los Angeles two years ago. In general, I am a pretty awkward person. I hate small talk, and I don’t know how to do it. In some cases I pretend I am interviewing someone when I have no idea what to say to them. Send me to an event as a reporter, and I can rock the room and come away with a great story for your fancy magazine or newspaper. Send me as myself and tell me to network and I will most likely be standing in the back against the wall pretending to look at my phone or looking for the smokers. Even though I really don’t smoke anymore, I understand smoking small talk and prefer it to awkward networking chatter.
Things I’ve learned from Stevie Nicks
Some day Stevie Nicks is going to hire me to ghost write her autobiography – just as soon as I convince her we are perfect for each other. I just saw Stevie in concert again last night in Boston and I am, as usual, amazed at the talent and dedication of this woman. Even as she enters her mid-sixties, she is sexier, more passionate and more talented than performers one-third her age. And, she’s done it all without ever cashing in on her position as a sex symbol. As the woman who penned some of rock ‘n’ roll’s most recognizable songs like “Landslide” and “Gold Dust Woman,” Stevie has earned her position in music history as the only woman to successfully lead a band while simultaneously piloting an equally successful solo career.
Sympathy for the Devil
There are two kinds of people: those who like the Beatles and those who like the Rolling Stones. I have always been firmly planted in the Stones’ camp. Don’t get me wrong, I like the Beatles, but I can take them or leave them. They just don’t do it for me they way the Stones do. Besides the brilliant music, I think part of my fascination stems from the almost fifty-year songwriting partnership between Mick Jagger and Keith Richards. I am drawn to dramatic and tense relationships and these two are the poster boys. They put the funk in dysfunction, and despite their tumultuous relationship they have managed to co-author more than one hundred songs. They must be doing something right.