Not the usual “Shabbos” that I don’t roll for / But still an opportunity to loosen my load.

I’ll sing my blues ‘cuz I’ll have paid my dues / So let me say, amen.

Strange things are happening / As I head deeper west.

Arise, and cross this land / Its whole length surveyed, its whole breadth spanned.

Woe unto them that that change darkness into light, and light into darkness.

They ain’t what they used to be / And when they’re getting on my case / Lord, they got the best of me.

The second part of an article I wrote for a prominent Orthodox Jewish publication in the aftermath of Hurricane Sandy.

Hey you, are you there, are you still the same / It’s just me down here and I’m calling your name.

All the lyrics to my latest album in one place.

Musician credits, production credits, and special thanks.

The Hesh Inc.'s album "Soul In Exile Redux" was released on this day in 2022.

What does one build monuments for? Someone or something DEAD.

Something like a subtle yet seismic shift happened last week: I began disconnecting from Bruce Springsteen.

There’s sometimes we’re on the brink of reality / Being pushed on to some uncertain fate

Cows may come / And cows may go / But the bull / Goes on forever.

There ain’t enough money to buy it / It means just so much so don’t try it / Freedom is priceless / Priceless / Priceless ...

When the shells stop exploding / In our backyards / When all will be quiet / We’ll be picking up the shards.

I’m what you call a rock’n’roll bastard ... you either love me or you hate me.

I sang the pain and anguish of the city / I sang melodies of hope and despair / I sang all at once of the ugliness and beauty ...

No words necessary!