July 2004
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July 16th, 2004.
We played the Royal tonight. Such a varied reaction to this venue. It reminded me of our initial days at Palomas. Nice sound system, some friendly people… A different sort of creature as owner. Australian? English? I wasn’t sure of the accent, but – I guess I’m getting used to playing and then getting a…
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July 15th, 2004.
I wouldn’t be leading any other Life. Perhaps a jarring sentiment after the last entry – but it’s true. The Funk Box Issues are falling into place, and though they remain unresolved, Diana (of More Music Group) is assuring us that we’re not taking the blame for any of the chaos, and is still working…
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July 13th, 2004.
Disaster comes in threes. Is that what I hear? After a fantastic show at the Vault last Friday, and perhaps too much joy, and too many attractive women dancing on the bar… after more fun than OUGHT to be had at a crab feast… and after the joy that was Damian’s party (Damian from Glovia,…
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July 8th, 2004.
This from an email recieved the other day… says it all, really… “Read about your visit to Belleville. You said that we were backward. ok here, just because we drive pickups doesnt mean that we are dumb. Mine cost almost thirty thousand dollars. Have you seen that fruity mural. One of the reason many of…
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July 7th, 2004.
And the rain came tumbling down. A map of Montclair, New Jersey. I’m not sure where the “You are HERE” marker happens to be. It’s been quite a while since I was last able to write in my poor Journal. A second death of my “stupendous” Alienware computer has spelled slowness for the website. I’m…
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July 4, 2004
I can’t remember what I did for most of my 24 birthdays, but for some reason I seem to know exactly where I’ve been on Independence Day almost every year of my life. And my birthday is at least a holiday in its own right: Halloween. Maybe it’s the fireworks. Maybe I would remember my…