“Music is my direct connection to God. It is the most spiritual of all the art forms. The output is pure energy. Other art forms start in the artist's mind and morph into something physical. With music the process is opposite: You need something tangible or physical to release it, like an instrument or your... Continue Reading →
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Adam had a pattern. He was normally a light sleeper who didn’t require more than five or six hours of sleep a day. Ninety percent of the time he was a veritable ball of energy who only had two speeds: fast and faster. Then BAM, he’d hit an invisible brick wall, go limp and be... Continue Reading →
I had my first glimpse into another life when I was very young. It was a dream I had when I was perhaps three or four. This dream happened over 50 years ago, but I remember it as vividly as any dream I had last week. In my unformed, young mind, I saw myself as... Continue Reading →
Mary McBride was a totally different than her sister, Maggie. Both were equally beautiful, but in completely different ways. Maggie was the shortest of the three siblings and the most demure. Despite her punk rock aesthetic, she was a sweet, down to earth beauty, who had a loving grace that she brought to every moment... Continue Reading →
Adam’s relationship with writing lyrics went beyond my comprehension. At first he made it seem like he just needed time alone to concentrate and “come up with something.” But eventually he explained that his need for solitude went deeper than that. He was using more of a spiritual or esoteric approach, leveraging the idea of... Continue Reading →
“Got a light?” he asked. I gave him a light. He stopped walking, lit his cigarette, and took a drag. Then he continued walking to the car. As I hoped, the magic of nicotine pulled Adam out of his state of thoughtful silence, and he was ready to release his thoughts. “I’ve got an idea... Continue Reading →
We slept very little and were always busy. The club was closed on Sundays and Mondays, which Adam and I used for songwriting and spending time with each other. Our creativity expanded in conjunction with our lives and world view, and we wound up writing some of our best stuff in those first six months... Continue Reading →
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