I first fell in love with New York City in the winter of 2001.  I arrived alone to audition for a rock and roll band, to escape the Midwest and to see what I was really capable of.  I found a magical, electric city united and hardened in the crucible of devastation.  It took about 24 hours of hard drinking and subway arguments to be granted New Yorker status.  I would stumble from one Manhattan adventure to the next for the remainder of my 20’s before succumbing to the pull of the west in 2007.
 
I’ve now lived in Los Angeles longer than I lived in NYC, but I’m still a New Yorker at heart.  Time has yielded perspective and Red Line Express is a reduction of my early experiences as a naïve Midwestern kid learning to be a jaded man – the hard way.
 
                                                                                    T. Mohr          
                                                                                    August, 2014
                                                                                    Los Angeles 

01 Red Line Express

Topher Mohr