Where did you grow up?
Mostly downtown New York City, the West Village and SoHo
What neighborhood do you live in?
Quite randomly in Hell’s Kitchen/Columbus Circle. I love a fluke of real estate!
What do you do for a living?
Singer-songwriter, writer, and twin mama
How did you get started?
I started performing after graduating from Bard College, and slowly people started asking me to open for them, and next thing I knew I was opening for great bands and traveling a lot, too. I’ve made three albums, and am now taking a breather from music. I’m finishing up an MFA in Creative Writing at The Writer’s Foundry in Fort Greene, and working on a memoir about seeing one of my twins, Lou successfully through cancer treatment. While the book centers around that crisis, its also very much about what it means to be a mother and an artist.
What’s your favourite thing about your neighborhood?
I love the anonymity. I mean, who lives here? Its very old New York in that way. It’s not a cool neighborhood, yet I’m steps from Central Park, Lincoln Center, and the museums, etc. which makes me feel like I’m in a Woody Allen movie.
What’s the last treasure you found?
A man playing cello by the steps of Belvedere Castle in Central Park, where I played as a kid. He bewitched my boys and let them play his cello after they stood there, spellbound, for half an hour listening as though in a trance. They’re only three!
If you were going to eat your last meal in New York, where and what would you eat?
Steak tartar, french fries, and a glass of rose sitting at the bar at Cafe Luxembourg. When I was a kid, the restaurant’s ad – two naked women standing at the bar – was always in the Village Voice. I still get a kick out of the fact that I’m a grown up and eat there now. With my clothes on of course.
If you could have a sleepover with anyone who has ever existed, who would it be?
Stevie Nicks. Or Nora Ephron.
If your life was a TV show, what would be the theme song?
The Mary Tyler Moore show theme song. I have been known to sing “You’re gonna make it after all!” under my breath in times of stress. Like when my boys are running in opposite directions.
What does NYC need that it doesn’t have now?
Soul. Its still here, us romantics are still here, but you gotta look for us. We’re hiding in non-descript neighborhoods, marveling at what hasn’t closed. Like The Hungarian Pastry Shop. Or Three Lives Books. Or Stick Stone and Bone. Look em up!