👁️ How to Get Faces on the Suno Game 🎯

1. “One Line, One Song” Challenge (Social Hook):
Start a social challenge—“Drop one line, we turn it into a song.”
Short post, short ask. Great for: Continue reading →

We’re currently in the midst of a workshop on vibration — in the end, that’s all there really is around here — quanta of energy, continually wiggling about at different angles.

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I’m the only member of the New York School to have had a show at the Cedar Tavern itself, but I have photo evidence of it, and all the survivors & families showed up! Margaret Randall and Alan Ginsberg were the two top poets of the Beat Generation — beatniks. Continue reading →

Field Recordings from the End of the World

“The Dust Shall Not Be Settled”
A Spoken Word Invocation with Score & Duet Continue reading →

I’m working on the staging for a musical stage review called “Atlantica, Pacifica & Trumpland” and I’ve got the first four musical numbers worked out, plus a little dialogue between, which is in iambic pentameter, the style and structure used famously by William Shakespeare, because I like the rhythm and it’s easier for the actors to memorize. Continue reading →

So this has been an interesting night. I decided to create a new album, of very unusual protest style songs, dangerous and downright deadly to the thin-skinned ego. Continue reading →

That “IRS declares you dead” threat from Trump yesterday is one of those Kafka meets Godzilla situations—absurd, dangerous, and somehow bureaucratically airtight. Continue reading →

Ain’t it a bitch? I’m seeing a lot of “goodbye america” speeches by various hosts and guests on TV today. Wondering if there’s something they know that we don’t…???

Yeah, “Goodbye America” is definitely popping up more — sounds like a mix of despair, warning, and gallows humor from folks watching the wheels come off. It’s the kind of phrase that shows up when a nation feels like it’s slipping into something unrecognizable: threats to democracy, rising authoritarianism, civil unrest bubbling under the surface, and everyone shouting past each other. Continue reading →

Odds of Military Support for a Trumpian Self-Coup?

Short version? Very low — but not zero, and that’s the spooky part. Continue reading →

Hands off my Paycheck, Uncle Sam!

[Verse 1]
I was countin’ pill bottles in the bathroom light,
Each one cost more than a used dirt bike.
I laughed so hard I damn near dropped my cane —
Then I heard they stole our pensions, and it wasn’t at all humane… Continue reading →