BED TYME STORIES   A week after the death of his father, Tim calls and asks if I would visit him at his new studio. My first inclination is to say No, preferring the isolated dusk of depression. I could really use your help, Tim pleads....

As I began my songwriting research for the Love > Fear event, I realized how ignorant I was of the amount of suffering and displacement happening across our planet. It’s not that I didn’t care; it’s just that the issue had yet to capture my heart....