Political Absurdity Begins In Grade School

I’m not one for being overtly political right on my own front page, but given the excessive hyperbole that’s been tossed around in an election year I felt the need to mention something disturbing. Well, that and the hope that … Continue reading


The Chartbombing Debriefing

So yesterday was Chartbombing Day for The Lives of Dexter Peterson. If you’re reading this, I probably didn’t need to tell you because I emailed, Google Plussed, Facebooked, and tweeted about it a thousand times yesterday. Now the dust is … Continue reading


Today we bomb the charts!

In a nutshell, we’re trying to storm the iTunes and Amazon daily top-ten charts today. All it will take is a 99¢ commitment from you to make this happen! If we manage to push this song into either of the … Continue reading


Good Morning, City I’ve Never Lived In

For the record: I’ve never actually lived in New York City. In fact, when I wrote the chapters about Dexter Peterson living in New York City, I lived in Nashville and had only been to the Northeast once or twice. … Continue reading


Who The Hell Is Dexter Peterson?

So my latest album (and novella, and graphic novel) is called The Lives of Dexter Peterson, in case you haven’t heard me raving about it lately. Sure, it’s a new batch of musics and quite possibly the best-sounding record I’ve … Continue reading


Sex, Drugs, and… Comic Books?

I rarely post stories about drug dealers- something of an occupational hazard if you play bars -but this one caught my eye.  Apparently giant SUV’s with gold rims and an all-bass sound system aren’t enough for some dealers… Aaron Castro … Continue reading


Introducing the Robot Air Force

You have no idea how much I want a dozen of these things…


The Death and Return of Superman

Yeah, that. I actually own the “Superman Is Dead” issue, naively thinking it might actually be worth something someday. In other news, I have a short stack of toilet paper with some pretty colors on it if anyone needs some… … Continue reading


Limited Palette Doesn’t Mean Limited Potential

I swear, I don’t base my blog posts on what C.C. Chapman writes in the morning, but today it seems we’re writing about the same subject:  How limitations spark creativity.  Kudos for beating me to it, Mr. C., you win … Continue reading


Comic Books Will Never Be Worth Anything, Right?

You probably collected something at some point in your life, right?  Runtt collects vinyl records, I’ve got a stash of old badges from conventions I’ve been to, I know a lot of dads that collected enough National Geographic issues to … Continue reading