As you might have noticed, or perhaps not, it's been a minute since our last edition. With the states finally opening up, Summer street and studio session have been in full force. Pepper in a few commercial fashion and food campaigns to boot, prepping KNY's Hamptons edition coming out next month (one you won't want to miss), we thought we'd slow it down just a bit for this edition in the studio with Kat, Russ, Karjaka and choice.

I like to think of CARs like the good 80’s version of Karate Kid (not the remake—there’s only one Pat Morita). CARs serve a higher purpose in that they fine-tune the body to allow for bigger and greater things. But, just like the “wax-on, wax-off” idea, CARs is the behind the scenes homework that is the driver for bigger and more grandiose possibilities. I use it both as the opener to my day physically and as a sort of meditation and presence of mind. The more efficient and better I get at movement capacity, the more calm and open my mind is and the more “centered” I feel.

You know what’s funny about Broadway? Nothing’s funny about Broadway. At least not anymore. A quick glance at the current lineup for the grand reopening of New York theatre will indicate more drama than in the male ensemble dressing room at “Kinky Boots.” And not “fun” drama like “Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf” or “The Sopranos,” I mean angry, political, “important” drama. The upcoming theatre season in New York makes “Nomadland” look like “Ace Ventura.” That’s not to say there isn’t anything lighthearted happening on the Great White Way. “Mrs. Doubtfire” is an unabashed farce, the hit musical “Six” is more upbeat than not, and the long running Disney commodities aren’t exactly Eugene O’Neill plays.