Thoughts on Living the Life Creative
My name is Jay Phillippi and I've spent my life in and around the media. TV, radio, the movies and more. I love them, and I hate them and I always have an opinion. Call this the View from the Phlipside. Let’s take a minute or two to consider the latest digital music sensation, Rebecca... Continue Reading →
My name is Jay Phillippi and I've spent my life in and around the media. TV, radio, the movies and more. I love them, and I hate them and I always have an opinion. Call this the View from the Phlipside. About a year and a half ago we saw something happen in the music... Continue Reading →
My name is Jay Phillippi and I've spent my life in and around the media. TV, radio, the movies and more. I love them, and I hate them and I always have an opinion. Call this the View from the Phlipside. I was really kind of stumped for a third show this week. There was... Continue Reading →
My name is Jay Phillippi and I've spent my life in and around the media. TV, Radio, the Movies and more. I love them and I hate them and I always have an opinion. Call this the View From the Phlipside. Time for me to show my age. While I was still pretty young during... Continue Reading →
My name is Jay Phillippi and I've spent my life in and around the media. TV, Radio, the Movies and more. I love them and I hate them and I always have an opinion. Call this the View From the Phlipside. When I saw this story I knew I wanted to share it but the... Continue Reading →
My name is Jay Phillippi and I've spent my life in and around the media. TV, Radio, the Movies and more. I love them and I hate them and I always have an opinion. Call this the View From the Phlipside. It was about two years ago that I went after Billy Ray Cyrus and... Continue Reading →
My name is Jay Phillippi and I've spent my life in and around the media. TV, Radio, the Movies and more. I love them and I hate them and I always have an opinion. Call this the View From the Phlipside. Anarchist, iconoclast, pop culture icon, revolutionary, self promoter, egotist. All of those words have... Continue Reading →
Sitting in a coffee house Listening to a friend sing. The barista is kinda cute And I'm wondering, What the hell am I doing here? I'm almost 50, And the barista is probably About my daughter's age. I don't even drink coffee. But here I am. It's not like I imagined. Not the coffee house,... Continue Reading →
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