It was dawn now

It was dawn now on Long Island and we went about opening the rest of the windows downstairs, filling the house with gray-turning, gold-turning light. The Shadow of a tree fell abruptly across the dew and ghostly birds began to sing among the blue leaves. There was a slow, pleasant movement in the air, scarcely … Read more

The truth was that

The truth was that Jay Gatsby, of West Egg, Long Island, sprang from his Platonic conception of himself. He was a son of God—a phrase which, if it means anything, means just that—and he must be about His Father’s Business, the service of a vast, vulgar and meretricious beauty. F. Scott Fitzgerald

School of Rock. The

School of Rock. The best music school anywhere. This whole idea of getting kids not just taking lessons and learning notes and chords, but learning songs and playing with other young musicians, and getting out on stage… I was so impressed that my daughter Cheyenne goes to School of Rock on Long Island. Dee Snider

Ghost Team approached me.

Ghost Team approached me. They said, Hey, it’s mid-October, do you want to go shoot a movie on Long Island for three weeks about stupid people chasing ghosts? I had never done anything like that before. It’s kind of a mock-horror movie. What I didn’t realize was the whole thing takes place at night, as … Read more