You may be familiar (possibly very familiar) with my original holiday song “Blue Lights”—and the various iterations of it, including a track on my 2007 CD of the same name and a live recording from a concert I did…
I met Betty Buckley in 2014, after I interviewed her for Vanity Fair's website. At her invitation, my husband, Robert Rosen, and I attended her concert at Joe's Pub here in NYC, and afterward she asked us to join…
“Welcome to Uvalde.” I noticed the sign as my husband and I approached the small city in our grey rental Prius. U-vaul-dee. Three little unified syllables—until recently unknown to most the world, myself included—now heavy with loss, pain, and death…
It was breathtaking to walk into the grand St. Ann and the Holy Trinity Church, in Brooklyn Heights, last week and see the spacious altar area aglow with hundreds of candles, a grand piano elevated among them. The realization that…
Last Christmas my husband, Robert Rosen, and I went to a friend’s for dinner. I had no idea when we were walking up the steep flights to his apartment that the evening would spark a new song. He’d had us…
I’ve been a fan of Rosanne Cash’s since hearing her 1981 smash single “Seven Year Ache” and buying the album of the same name. I’ve seen her live a few times: at WNYC’s the Greene Space, singing songs her father,…
A while ago, I was invited to sing my song “Alithia’s Flowers (Children of Uvalde)” at an event in Uvalde, Texas, for the one-year anniversary of the school shooting there, which took 21 lives, mostly children. I had written and…
I’ve always found Amy Irving compelling as an actor, something about the combination of beauty, delicacy, and intelligence. She was Richard Dreyfuss’s enticing rival in The Competition, Peter Riegert’s literary uptown girl in Crossing Delancey, and Barbra Streisand’s consummate (if…