Two Wheels and the Truth

On Getting from Donelson to Green Hills (and Back)

On Getting from Donelson to Green Hills (and Back)
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Before I changed jobs in October of 2014, I worked for Nashville Public Television in the Wedgewood/Houston area of Nashville. Even though I lived in a number of neighborhoods during my eight years at NPT, from Brentwood to 12South to…

The Art That Whispers from the Alleyway – From Nashville Arts

The Art That Whispers from the Alleyway – From Nashville Arts
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At Nashville Arts Magazine online, a I’ve written a new essay inspired by Donna Tartt’s Pulitzer-prize winning novel The Goldfinch about the art that speaks to us, and what that has to do with our relationships with our fathers. Read…

Memories of Monte Grappa

Memories of Monte Grappa
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The 19th stage of this year’s Giro D’Italia is a time trial from Bassano del Grappa to Monte Grappa (elevation 1,775 m / 5,823 ft). I climbed Monte Grappa in 2011 as part of my stay at the Italian Cycling…

Who Wants to Read About Broken Arms? A Literary Tribute to My Mother

Who Wants to Read About Broken Arms? A Literary Tribute to My Mother
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A few years ago, on the 50th Anniversary of Harper Lee’s To Kill a Mockingbird, I decided to reread the novel for the first time since high school. Being a classic novel that I was certain even my mother had…

Views from the New Commute

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In the five or so years that I’ve been bike commuting to work — I shoot for at least twice a week — I’ve come into the Wedgewood/Houston area by the Fairgrounds from Brentwood, 12South, West Nashville and Belle Meade.…

Chapter 16: Two Wheels and the Truth

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Chapter 16, the online literary magazine and service of Humanties Tennessee, has published a version of an essay first published here on Two Wheels and the Truth as “Person on a Bike.” It is published at Chapter 16 as “Two…

Video: Going for the World (Winter Olympics Edition)

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In 2004, I released an album titled Joywood that included the song “Going for the World.” Every two years since,  I tell myself, “damn, I should have pitched that to someone or some company to use during the Olympics.” I…

A Person on a Bike

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What if instead of cyclists, people saw us as people on bikes? Knowing I’d be holding Sophia in a few short miles made the strenuous, blind-curve, no-shoulder climb going north over Backbone Ridge on Sneed Road southwest of Nashville that…