Al Sullivan's Journal

Sunday, September 01, 2013 With Maxwell’s gone, we had to seek out a new venue to get our fix of live music and supposedly heard ...

Saturday, August 31, 2013 I was in a Hoboken bar last night waiting for a rock band and thinking: is it possible to be doing two di...

Friday, August 30, 2013 We started with rain – tiny splotches on the glass as I made my way to Hoboken to pick up the paperwork ...

January 30, 1982 People never really change. They roam the same avenues searching for the same versions of love. Here,...

Sunday, August 25, 2013 “All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy,” the old saying says. I don’t know who Jack is but with my weeken...

January 16, 1977 They creak with age, each splintered board stretching out between sand dune and concession sand in testimony ...

Friday, August 23, 2013 The rain actually started when I was still in Laurel Hill Park , a gradual splattering on my windsh...