December 2006
Posted: Dec 29, 2006 4:09pm ET
It's rare that I actually have time while touring to take in the local architecture, cuisine, art, etc. Usually we wake up in a parking lot, navigate the clouds of cigarette smoke generated by the local crew who have yet to see Thank You for Smoking , do a sound check, maybe endure a phone interview, do a show for the kids, get back in the bus, and go to sleep in my coffin-shaped bunk only to wake up in another parking lot.
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Posted: Dec 26, 2006 12:09pm ET
Somewhere in northern Italy, not sure where exactly, is a very specific bed and breakfast. It's currently owned by a lawyer who purchased the parcel from the real-estate savvy niece of the late Mr. Marzo--father to Albert Marzo and great-grandfather to me.
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Posted: Dec 21, 2006 12:22pm ET
Next stop Portugal. Our first order of business is to get willingly lost for hours by making random fearless turns throughout Lisbon's labyrinth of narrow streets. One of the details that stood out the first time we wandered around Lisbon was the hand-placed black-and-white cobblestone.
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Posted: Dec 18, 2006 12:06pm ET
My current day job has afforded me exposure to world-class wines I would have otherwise never experienced. I'm spoiled. There is no doubt about that. And yet these opportunities, this exposure, all come in small doses.
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