goddess feature: saraswati, rocking the creativity

Years ago in Santa Fe, my friend Navjit and I went to a gathering for Guru Karunamayi. New Mexico is to gurus what New York is to rock stars – they all pass through eventually. So catching a Hindi lecture on a Friday night and then heading to the club was par for the course. So there we were in our leather pants and Timberlands, gold eyeshadow and Betty Paige bangs…in lotus position…

hot song: an american prayer

This is some seriously poetic shit. It’s another late night tune. The whole American Prayer album is a drunken trip on truth. Even though it’s soaked with sixties’ sensibilities, there’s something sublimely timeless about this record. I adore it.

break dancing and love in your veins

Love pumping through my veins? Wow. I feel the pump when I nail a white hot paragraph. When I pick my kid up at the airport. The rare times I ride horses. But it’s occurred to me that love rushing through my system is as physical as it sounds.

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