April 19, 2017

Concussions, Cakes & Caravans

If you’ve been following this blog of late, then you know this author’s year started off with a few bangs… not the least of which involved me splitting my head open on cold concrete. Bang. Bang, indeed. In the first few months of 2017, I […]
March 8, 2017

Are Scars On A Man Sexy?

On Saturday night, I lost a fight. Even after delivering a ferocious headbutt, which left my opponent covered in blood, I was knocked unconscious with my head split open and my face and body covered in cuts and bruises. I wish I could tell you […]
February 1, 2017

1816 Was A Helluva Year

In 2014, Saar Hendelman and I drew a blueprint of the first phase of American Murder Song‘s music. Unlike the path we’d taken with our previous collaborations, where our songwriting culminated in a single, comprehensive album, we dreamed AMS as an ongoing series of mini […]
January 19, 2017

Hair Today, Gone Tomorrow

2016 was a year of milestones. On a financial level, I paid off my motorcycle and a tax debt that I’d been chipping at for years. On the professional front, I launched and toured American Murder Song, a bold and ambitious project that’s given me […]
December 27, 2016

Lucifer Ascending

In August, I wrote a blog called “Confessions from the Devil” about the crippled course of The Devil’s Carnival series. It was difficult to write. Difficult, because it felt like an official separation letter from a project to which I’d wed myself for half of […]
December 14, 2016

A Special Holiday Message From Terrance & Saar

December 8, 2016

Follow Yer Compass!

I like living out of a backpack. Having been away from the Van Nuys apartment that I call home for the better part of the last two months, I’d been traveling and surviving on only the most slim of personal cargo: a laptop, some toiletries, […]
October 19, 2016

New Tour Dates Added!

I’m writing this entry from a fifteen-seat passenger van. Attached to the van, is a 12′ trailer. Inside of that trailer, is an oversized coffin. I’m joined in this pallbearer of a van by seven other wayward souls as we crawl down, down a farm-y […]