Belongingness Thwarted, Belongingness Fulfilled.

I just wanted to be one of them.”    — Opening line of the new film “The Gates of Eternity,” spoken by Willem Dafoe as Vincent Van Gogh

I’m one of those people who has a great need to feel like I belong. “Who doesn’t?” would be a logical response. With tribalism, gang culture and assorted other group phenomena getting a lot of attention in the last few years, there’s been a lot of focus on just how essential this is to human beings. I know, tell that to Ted Kaczynski or J.D. Salinger or Garbo. (Hmmmm…all…

Aretha and me

I was living in my dream home: a studio apartment at 24 Cornelia Street, the heart of Greenwich Village. Moving here from small-town Michigan, I thought I’d died and gone to heaven. Smack dab in the middle of the universe, according to me. Visions of Ruth McKenney’s “My Sister Eileen” romped through my brain. A somewhat unfamiliar reference to most, I suspect, since the book and movie are from 1942. But I had a connection. I’m actually related to Ruth McKenney. It’s distant, through some cousin chain, but it was something I bragged about nonetheless and used to…

Dreaming of Dylan: dream a little dream of him

Hello dear Fans, Friends, Familiars, Foreigners, Futurists, Fatalists and Funlovers:

I just love a little alliteration, or a lot.

Is it fall yet? Well, it’s trying. I sometimes prefer the word “autumn”. It reminds me of old songs. And then there’s “autumnal”. What a great word. Go ahead, say it out loud. I’ll wait.… There, doesn’t it feel good?

I go on a bit because it’s my favorite season. It’s taking its time this year, but that feeling of reinvigoration when the morning air starts to take on a…