April 2018

I live in a great part of West Hollywood.  I feel connected to my community, I should, I’ve lived in West Hollywood going on 22 years.  Originally from the suburbs of Laguna Beach I vowed in a praetorian declaration to my mother as a wholly confident 12 year old that I would never live more than 5 miles from the ocean, and if circumstances were such, death would become me.  Shortly after High School I traded in my surf gear for a pair of drumsticks, stricken by Rock N Roll fever I followed my sickness to Los Angeles where a cure waited from

There are only three moments during the evolution of TLS that I had friends or a girlfriend take an actual photo of me signing a contract.  These three moments were life markers, measuring my belief and my believed stations of critical magnitude for TLS.  The first photo is when I signed the Hasbro contract.  “Proud” lacked definition compared the feeling I had.  It was pure joy, wonderment, disbelief – as if I was awarded a movie roll on the next Leonardo DiCaprio blockbuster.  “Who, me!?”   When

"La-dee-dee-la-dee-da!"  Spring is here!  The flowers are blooming, the leaves are sprouting, dogs and cats are tap dancing, jackets are being stowed away, a fresh new batch of short sleeve shirts are making it to the top of the wardrobe heap, socks are coming off revealing some pale loafs that once resembled feet, and folks like TLS™ are clearing space in their warehouse for a new batch of Action Vinyls™ goodness.  In order to do so, we need to create an awesome sale.  Just so happens said space is being occupied by rem