A face for radio and a voice for tv

We all know the voices: Howard Cosell… Ryan Seacrest… Margaret Thatcher. Whether we like them or not, we respond to them. They are distinctive, crisp, resonant. They don’t fill the silences with “hmm’s” and...

A big week of premieres and what to wear

Something must be in the stars because this upcoming week is far busier than my usual ‘stay-at-home-and-write-and-drink-wine-and-write-and- watch-bad-reality-tv-and-write’ weeks. Friday August 10th is the opening night for Sister Cities. This is the fourteenth...

Singing on Nickella Dee’s kids album — Part Deux

  Today was recording day. 30+ kids and I sang on Nickella Dee’s smart, funny, creative kids’ album ME LIKE ME. For the last two weeks, I’ve been religiously memorizing my part in the car. Billy Joel and NPR were replaced with songs about Captain...

When I’m angry, I paint

I started painting in ’96. I had just lost the lead in a play to a spectacularly untalented actress whom the director was screwing. It was a huge loss of illusion for someone who genuinely thought the magical world of theatre was a meritocracy.  I was...