Jeff Dorchen spends his first week of the post-Bowie era listening to obscurities and reflecting on the pedestrian nature of death, the mediocrity of cancer, meritocracy, rocking chairs, hazy drug history, carbs, karmic effluvium, Bing Crosby's child abuse, the transience of clothespins, spectacle and boundary and awakening and naps.
According to his contacts on LinkedIn, Jeff Dorchen can do just about anything. He’s a visual artist, songwriter/musician, actor, essayist, poet, playwright and screenwriter.