2004
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October 10th, 2004.
Oh my God – we’re in Greenville, NC, and cigarettes are cheaper than gas. We’re driving, and we’re passing pumpkin patches. Last night we played the … let me get this right… North Carolina Women’s JamFest and met Someone’s Sister. You know – just Someone’s Sister? Everyone’s sister. We ended up crashing with Chris and Georgia and…
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October 8th, 2004.
Happy Heather at Pittsburgh University. Rowan grabbed my camera and actually captured Heather … GRINNING!!! Was it just last night? We played Steve Key’s birthday party – 47 singer/songwriters for 47 years. A billion chocolate cupcakes and a fantastic giant German chocolate hoho. More a bouche de noel with a bit of coconut icing on…
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October 5th, 2004.
So, there’s a story about this. I call them lobster crickets, and I hate them. They are like horrible crustaceans on spiky legs, and they jump with no discernable intelligence, just a horrific, frenzied energy that projects them in random directions at the slightest provocation. Now, these little bastards have Lived almost everywhere that I have…
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October 4th, 2004.
Sleep interrupted by strange and horrible dreams. Heather kept beating me at Parcheesi, and acard game based on Instant Messenger windows. Something about a gig, too, perhaps. But my brain’s too addled to pick it apart from reality. Today I need to work on Symbiont’s website as well as my own. I’m pretty pissed off…
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October 3rd, 2004.
My Father is selling his Austin Healey, and it’s a little strange to really come to grips with that. He’s owned the car for some 33+ years, and I grew up with it’s engine sounds. There are a lot of good memories in that car – I had hoped to learn to drive it before…
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September 29th, 2004.
Okay, so the journal has been a little dull, in my opinion, which warrants an explanation, I feel. I’ve been sick for the last week or so, ducking out of a couple open mics to make it through last weekend’s gigs and to prepare for the onslaught of this weekend’s. What was nose-down is now…
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September 24th, 2004.
Well, as much as I hate to admit it, I’m watching MTVs (or is it VH1? Same station anyways) – 22 Greatest Bands. Pretty frequently I’m pretty much just horrified by their decisions. What Oasis and Nine Inch Nails is doing on such a list is beyond me. But I’m being reminded of the greatness…
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September 20th, 2004.
An ilyPile. Last night was just… unimaginably wonderful. Dan Blakeslee was Audrey’s RA in our freshman year of college, and I spent so much time over there, he might as well have been my RA too. He was a beautiful, crooning voice ricocheting off the Commons walls, a spectacular fixture of the stairwells, inspiring us…
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September 18th, 2004.
We’re making our way through rain and weather and wind, returning from “Sky Captain and the World of Tomorrow”. I haven’t been this satisfied with a movie since the last Harry Potter flick. Add in a decent open mic full of familiar faces (though just enough new ones to sell some CDs) and a group…
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September 17th, 2004.
Man, I just had the musician’s equivelant of the “going to school naked dream”. Ugh – we were playing in some sort of auditorium – big stage, lights, et cetera… but for some reason, we ended up leaving set up till the last second… (I felt really bad too, because I kept telling Brennan to…