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The Sticks! So a few months back a friend of mine turned me on to Mother Mother and I’ve written at and spoken at length of my obsession. Well, it seems to have bled over to my 3-year old son Young Master Oliver. No less than a dozen times yesterday alone did I hear “DAD! I want to hear THE STICKS!!!!” And so, as any loving and accommodating father would, call out “Alexa, play the Sticks by Mother Mother.” As soon as the drums come in, Oliver starts stomping his feet and bobbing his head and when we get to the “cause they’re ain’t noRead More →

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When I was a kid talking about being a musician when I grew up was unanimously met with a single response: “Well…you better have a fall back.” It seems like to my parents’ generation, making it as a musician meant one thing: being famous, like Bon Jovi or Tom Petty or someone like that. I heard time and time again how slim my chances were of ever earning a living, how hard the life was, how only a tiny percentage of people ever actually “make it.” And that’s true if we’re limiting the definition of “making it” to that level of acclaim and wealth. ButRead More →