Hot Pink Hangover

The night I was born, my parents were in a head-on car collision that jarred me loose. I came into the world early and agitated.

Those were the days when nobody wore a seat belt and cars didn't…

My songwriting partner, Davey Hazard has left the country for Scandinavia and without him, I'm having writer's block already. 

Since that fateful jam session roughly 3 years ago, Davey and I have never spent more than a couple of days…

When I would get a crush on someone, I would go to great lengths to be in close geographical proximity to them. I wouldn't stalk them, mind you... I just wanted to be near those I loved. So when I…

When I was five, I nearly drowned. We were living in a charming little trailer park, just steps from Lake Superior. A nautical museum now stands at the site where a handful of forgotten folks built their lives, but…

As a young kid, I would get so incredibly homesick, I would rarely leave my house. At school I would hide in the closet and sob while simultaneously working myself up into a legitimate state of physical illness. Even as…

I’ve started going to therapy again in an effort to get a handle on my anxiety. 

I go into a state of restless panic if the dishes aren’t put away. Clothing left on the floor will cause me…

Last week I wrote about a power outage during my big solo in “The Wizard Of Oz.”  But what I didn’t tell you, was on that same fateful week, a fellow musical thespian and I also had a brush with…

I was unpopular in high school. I never had the $100 Nike shoes or the colorful Trapper Keeper binders that my classmates proudly sported.  And though my parents have always been scrappy and industrious, they were also poor. My mom…

I’ve always had an entrepreneurial spirit. When I was 6, my dad set me up with a little flower shop on a corner of my grandparent’s yard, which happened to be right across the street from the hospital. The shop…

It’s taken me a few days to sober up enough to write this blog, so please forgive its tardiness. 

We landed in Las Vegas after several hours of in-flight adult beverages, our faces sore from laughter. Attempting to…

 “You should try out for The Voice!” suggested the friendly stranger… I know it’s meant to be a compliment, but instantly the nausea sets in and a halfhearted smile drifts across my face.  You see, I’m still bitter about…

We always kind of knew in the back of our minds that Dr. Joey Caustic was playing bass with us because he liked us, not necessarily because he wanted to be the bassist in a band.  We considered ourselves incredibly…