Stephanie Klein Greek Tragedy

The man with the van (remember him?) wrote a song about me today.  God, I love a man who can play the guitar… it really doesn’t get seexier than that. Read his story behind the music after you swoon with…

I cannot, with any accuracy, attach the memory of being bathed in a basin—when the family frog Mildred escaped from her tank and graced my lap with her amphibian presence—beyond knowing I was some type of infant who needed to…

In high school I had a teacher named Katy Maness , who began all important paragraphs with "Now hear this.  Now hear this."  Paragraphs about assignments or key points in a novel always followed "Now hear this.  Now hear this."  She…

His album is finally in stores. I dig it; now it’s your turn. Ray Lamontagne does music with decisions and soul. It takes me back to a bunk porch with a bug candle, writing on stationery about my summer. Ray…

I told you so, I’ll just show you this:

Yes, it’s the absolute worst photo ever taken (thanks Chris). Could I more closely resemble a sow? And Ray is so busted checking out my bust. The point is, you should…

As certain as infinity, people knew the words to your songs and mouthed them mindlessly as you sang. Their minds lost somewhere in the infinite and ever multiplying distance between you, like the half life of Carbon. They thought you…

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I shook hands with McDonald’s. I even gave him my card. Michael McDonald was the tour manager for the Dave Matthews Band before he co-founded ATO Records, whose roster includes David Gray, John…

God Bless Shiva Baum, my old bud from fat camp. God love him… though I’m pretty sure God doesn’t need my blessings… with a name like Shiva Baum, you’ve got your bases covered. Shiva writes me last night telling me…