Earlier this evening, I was thinking about my grandmother who passed away this last May, and I decided to scroll back through the photos I’d taken the last time I was with her. Well, there among all of the photos I’d taken of her and Clementine, was this one of the telegram that she’d sent […]
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By Mark | October 2, 2018
On Saturday, October 2, 1999, Linette and I were married. Here, to mark the occasion, is a little something I wrote a while back, and shared every few years since, slightly updated to reflect that yet another year has passed. Nineteen years ago today, after seven years of living with one another in sin, I […]
By Mark | October 24, 2016
This past weekend marked the 22nd meeting of my one-day-a-year pseudo-band, the Monkey Power Trio. For those of you who might not be familiar with our origin story, it all began back in 1995 with a promise between old friends one hot, summer afternoon in Brooklyn. On the spur of the moment, we’d decided to […]
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By Mark | February 9, 2015
Someone should remake Love American Style for the modern era the same way that Charlie Brooker brought back the Twilight Zone for a new generation in the form of Black Mirror… And the first episode, I think, should draw its inspiration from the following story. If you haven’t read the news, it would appear that […]
Since I started interviewing musicians about their favorite vacations, there’s been quite a bit of pressure on me to somehow incorporate visual artists. Well, after thinking about it for the past several months, I came up what I hope is a fruitful new series. It’s called “Art, Food, Sex and Trauma: Mark Maynard shoots the […]
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