Yeah… yeah… I know we’re already 22 days into the new year but there is never a bad time for reflection.

Time goes by real quick and, especially during quiet weeks, the feeling of being unproductive can hang around like an welcomed guest. Reflection is necessary for perspective.

I was just going through my camera roll from this past year and picked 12 of my favorite photos, or photos of moments, from 2012.

385522_10150518294196797_1477503141_n-1January: Lysastrata Jones – Closing Performance on Broadway. I was in the band.


February: Recording Lysistrata’s cast album with some of the coolest/craziest musicians. Recognize any of them?


2012 was the year of weddings… I think I went to four or five. They were all fabulous. I can’t pick a favorite. This photo was taken on the beach in St. Augustine, FL at my buddy Corey’s (co-designer of the Wander Years cover) wedding.


April: Easter show at Rockwood Music Hall. April 2012. The room was filled with a great audience willing to get pegged by Easter eggs.


May: Recording Wander Years. The most fulfilling and exciting experience of my entire life.


July: Kenya. Life changed. Photo taken at the Nest Rescue Center.


August: North East tour with Yellowbirddd and Doug of The Field Effect. LIIIAAAAAAAA


September: The unavailing of Wander Years. Epic.


October: Mini-tour/trip out west. I ❤ SF


November: Filming The Brainwash music video. Photo taken outside my apartment building in Brooklyn.


November: Hurricane Sandy. Photo taken from my roof.


September-present: The birth of my alter-ego, Trace McCenzie, a record producer/promoter extraordinaire. Expect to hear more from him this year.

Kenya Dig it? 3

I’ve been back from Kenya for three months now, but my friend Jenn Mundia made this pretty incredible video documenting our trip and her family. She even used a few songs from Wander Years! The other artist’s music featured in the video is our good friend Andrea Setaro – a beautiful songwriter and fun traveling companion.
Here is the video:

Kenya Dig It? 2

Greetings from the most western-styled cyber cafe in all of Africa! I’m typing while eating a pizza and feeling guilty about greasing up the keyboard.

I’ve traveled pretty far west into Kenya now – small towns and the same meals every night can make me miss things I always take for granted… like hot running water. Also, my food cravings have been worse than a pregnant lady. Some of the food I daydream about these days:

  • McDonalds
  • Mint Chocolate Chip Ice Creme
  • Twinkies
  • Mac N Cheese
  • Hawaiian Pizza

Photo Update:

(me & Andrea Setaro at an Equator marker)

(me & Jenn hiking through a rain forest)

(Hippo lovers in Lake Victoria)

(a VERY heated game of Jenga)

(me & Slick overlooking Great Rift Valley)

Kenya Playlist:

Bobby McFerrin – Baby. Album – VOCAbuLaries

(If you don’t have this album, get your mouse over to itunes right NOW!)

Brad Mehldau – The Falcon Will Fly Again. Album – Highway Rider

(I can’t find the album version of this song to share, but get it and fall in love with it. Brad Mehldau)

The Fleet Foxes – Helplessness Blues. Album – Helplessness Blues

(A great, great, great song from the Fleet Foxes)

These are just a few songs that have been helping pass the time on long road trips and traffic jams.

Will write more later.

Kenya Dig It? 1

Jambo from Kenya!

My excellently crazy friend, Jenn Mundia, has her past rooted in Kenya. We were chatting a while back and she told me that her family was going to embark on a reunion adventure.

HER: Hey we’re going to Kenya this summ-

ME: I’m looking into flights now.

Four months, three vaccinations and two airplanes later, I found myself pouncing about the city of Nairobi, meeting Jenn’s countless beautiful family members and seeing some remarkable sights along the way.

(A safari through Nairobi National Park)

(I was starstruck. These are some of the most beautiful creatures alive)

(Even fake musicians drink too much…)

(Jill and Joey, our dinner one night. New hit song “Jill and Joey had it bad” coming soon)

The journey has just begun. In a few days we’ll be heading west to a small village where Jenn’s mom grew up. Until then, there are Tusker cans awaiting my belly.