Forget Martin Sexton. Move over, Mozart. Sorry, humpback whales. My new favorite sound on Earth is the sound of my 16-month-old daughter laughing hysterically.
Her giggles—I’d describe them as something between staccato chirps and cute cackles—make me smile from the inside, like nothing ever has. They’re contagious, too; when I hear her laugh, I can’t help [...]

As a one-time choir dork (and current “Gleek”), singing is a pretty major part of my life. Imagine my joy, then, when little L started “singing” along to Hawaiian music while we were playing in her room this morning.
Granted, she wasn’t singing with words—the girl’s vocabulary is limited at this point and she can’t actually [...]

I can’t listen to Martin Sexton’s new song, “Shane,” (off the new album, “Sugarcoating”) without tearing up.
According to a January article in Billboard magazine, the song is about Sexton’s (now) two-year-old son, Shane. In it, the singer/songwriter tells his boy everything the youngster needs to know about the big, bad world into which he has [...]

I’m not ashamed to admit that I still purchase compact discs when I buy new music. I’m also not embarrassed to reveal that I’ve got my favorite 300 organized alphabetically by artist on a metal shelf here in my office. The group includes Martin Sexton, Lucinda Williams, Josh Ritter and Emmylou Harris. There’s some Richard [...]

Little L has developed a new favorite pastime over the last two weeks: playing audience in her crib as I or Powergirl sing to her in theatrical fashion.
We belt. We gesture with our hands. We even throw in a few step-ball-change moves here and there.
Judging by her laughter and the way L kicks her little [...]

There is no question I would be a terrible contestant on that (inane) Wayne Brady game show, “Don’t Forget the Lyrics!”
It’s not that I can’t sing—I actually have a pretty decent singing voice.
My fatal flaw? Since my days in high school choir, I’ve become terrible with lyrics. I mean, terrible. Like, I would make some [...]