Author: Tegan Broadwater

They called it Universal Basic Income, but Deuce called it “getting paid to do nothing,” which was fairly accurate. The government checks started showing up right around the time the robots took over the warehouse jobs, the coding jobs, the

They say never to meet your heroes, and I’ve always understood the wisdom in that advice. Heroes are supposed to stay safely mythical, larger than life, untouchable in their perfection. Meeting them risks discovering they’re just regular, flawed people who

Marcus Pemberton discovered his calling during a particularly expensive bottle of wine at a charity auction his daddy used to take him to before he passed and left him with the capital to start his own business: he was going

The billionaire's attorney called me back with the wonderment of a kid who’d just watched his first Pixar flick. "Well, I guess we should sit down and get this security contract knocked out. Every person I've called so far has

When I penned the song “Street Cred” back in 2017, I was writing about a gangster’s desperation and survival in a moment. Now, 8 years later, as I release it as part of an album of songs written prior to

My wife, Holli, and I had become creatures of habit over the years; homebodies who found comfort in familiar routines. We were the kind of couple who considered a trip to Nordstrom an adventure, so when a long-passed wedding anniversary

I'll never forget the first time I traveled to Southern California. I was a young musician in the '80s, set to open for some prominent artist whose name has been erased from my memory—either by time or by the traumatic