The Ubisububi Trap



I’m out and downstairs at St Marks and The Thin Man at this cool little listening room, The Ubisububi Room. I’m surrounded by folks drinking hot chocolate and cucumber vodkas, smell a faint whiff of patchouli (or is it pot?)…the walls are covered with gorgeous rugs. My friend Sean Morse (whom I am co-writing with these days) hosts a little open mic here on Monday nights and we’re going to do our two new co-writes tonight. Shows are fun, but I really find inspiration in these settings where people pour out their hearts for no reason other than the love of art…no money involved. It’s like fuel for my musical soul.