Alan Semerdjian

It's late in something.  Meaning a night or a meal or a drive or a season.  There's a hint of change in the air fused with desiderium.  What is it that you long for?  Is it the freedom in between…

What I learned from touring this summer and every summer, actually, and every show and reading and art event and thing that makes people go: It's that there are all of these little communities around us and made up of…

So Quiet Songs for Loud Times is officially in the world, and I'm thinking about what this means.  It means I'm blessed, first and foremost, but also cursed with the strange kind of incessant doubt about how and when the…

it's on its way...the new new. it's called quiet songs for loud times. and i'm hoping you'll love it and listen to it a million times and share it with friends and stream it when you listen to things that…

My good friend Scott coined the term.  And here we are.  Fall breeze in the air.  Notions of school and education swirling like future leaves around piles.  I'm still a teacher.  I still make music.  I'm writing a bunch.  And…

Thinking back on the last year goes something like this: "where am i again?  who am i?  why haven't i made a new record in a while?  boy, was that tour with mike something special!  why have i been writing…

Oh blog...who reads you? Who stays up late or wakes up early or finds time in the in between to stop by and say hello I'm coming to you now because I want to think out loud about a few…

It's right around the corner. I could smell it. It's the year...saying bye bye. It's the weather in New York City. It's the indecisions and the decisions in mid-dance. It's your favorite song on repeat. It's reflection. It's perfect for…

So here is the first ever Alan Semerdjian Web Page Blog Entry. I'm thinking tonight about how far we've come. I remember sitting around with Ian, Tom, and Dan and pasting together "ransom-note-style" fliers to (literally/physically) send away to friends…