<h2>The clamor of total strangers forced to interact at crowded tables.</h2> The alternating rush of hot air from the jet-propelled heater and cold winter wind from each time the door is opened. The chopping of a cleaver....
Recently I was out at a bar watching a series of performers get up and do their thing. A few of them were stuck in that middle ground between good and bad known as boring. ...
<h2>It's 12:00 on a Saturday and the regular crowd still hasn't shuffled in.</h2> According to Billy Joel, they should have been here hours ago. Something odd has happened in Hoboken since the turn of the New Year. I've gone to a couple of my favorite hangs only to find a whole new crowd....
<h2>I was meeting my friend Tami for dinner and drinks.</h2> I arrived a little before Tami was ready to leave work. I didn't want to hang out too long in front of the building where she works considering it was where I used to work. There are still a few people I'd rather not run in to....
<h2>Similarities are getting scarier</h2> In August 2005, I humorously compared George Bush's Iraq strategy to that of Futurama's Zapp Brannigan in his battle against the Series Seven Killbots. As of yesterday, this is no longer funny as Bush announced his ingenious new strategy of escal...
And the beat goes on at The Goldhawk. Creative folks of all types were thrilled to learn that the Tuesday open mic at The Goldhawk would carry on after the recent departure of ArtKore.org....
At about a quarter to midnight I was restless. I'd been under the weather lately and sleeping more than I probably should. So I decided to talk a walk. ...
<h2>Celebrating New Year's Eve 2006</h2> I find myself among the throngs of the tragically stupid. Here we have an idiot trying to hail a cab by running headlong into oncoming traffic as his cohorts wait dumbfounded on the side of the road. Then there's the girl with the Fran Drescher voi...
<h2>Off the 'meaten' path</h2> It may seem odd to describe a place as being 'off the beaten path' in the overcrowded Meatpacking District of NYC. But just a wee bit west of the upscale boutiques, fancy restaurants and dress-code clubs and right across from one of the last actual meatpacki...
A refreshing change to other massive clubs. One thing that can be said about most every place in the Meatpacking District of NYC is that they are large, cavernous spaces....
I always have a tough time coming up with descriptions for bands that I like. I struggle to come up with some piece of poetry that will showcase a band’s luster. Not mention showing off my flowerey ways. I try desperately to steer clear of comparisons but then a band like Hello Eden ...
Once off the stage, how you act still counts. One of the worst things you can do as a band member is wrongfully accuse a bartender of stealing. This happened recently at one of my favorite bars in Hoboken, The Goldhawk....