I’m like a lake sometimes. I limpid pool of love.  I grow damp in the studio just as much from the heat as knowing that you’re listening. I like to splash around in the silliness until all of you around… Read more ›

There’s always oh so many things happening when we get together. It’s an extravaganza of silliness, frequently fronted by my own monodrama (although not this week).  But the spectacle doesn’t end there. I want you to have the aural equivalent… Read more ›