On Broadway
During curtain call I felt warm tears well up behind my glasses. I wanted to stand up and shout, "Everybody wait! Don't go yet! I need to tell you something....."
The Songwriter Mom Seesaw
When my daughter was born, after years of round the clock songwriting sessions, I’d only write with someone if they could work between the hours of 10 and 4. That was my window. And never on a weekend....
Songwriter Moms And Dads
A few years ago when my budding teenager and I were going through severe turbulence I’d lock myself in the bathroom to calm myself down before I shouted something I might regret. You may be wondering what this has to do with the music business. Stay with me....
Standing On The Edge
There I was on the massage table face down. A place where thoughts and facts have no gravity… where ideas float in and out of consideration... Unable to be fully grasped.
