January 2005
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January 31st, 2005.
I don’t know that we’ve ever had an open mic turn around so dramatically on us… and I mean that in a good way. We arrived at Ham’s Restaurant and Brewery at around 9pm in the hopes of signing up early with Someone’s Sister and heading back for an early night. Heather’s still working her…
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January 29th, 2005.
The dreary light continues as Heather works the phlegm out of her system. In theory we’re supposed to be singing again tomorrow, but I’m not really sure if she’ll be up for it. I’d like her to give it a rest until she’s better… There’s an ice storm advancing up the coast, and I get…
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January 28th, 2005.
Oh my GOD what a night. Our first real show at the Six String Cafe and I feel we may have blown some people’s minds. Not to be arogant, but we played one Hell of a show. A two stringer, too. There were issues. There was feedback and there was broken strings and flubbed lyrics…
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January 27th, 2005.
An eventful day. I almost killed four cats. One because he was whiny all day, one because I mistook him for the one that was whining all day, and the other two because they were in the middle of the road as we were hunting for parking after our gig. Not really. I’ve actually given…
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January 26th, 2005.
We’ve landed in Durham again, and after a slight key fiasco, are relaxing into the airy warmth of Tom and Diane’s place. Heather’s got a cold (if you want to send her tea I can email you an address!) and is really having a rough time of it. I mean, we’ve been pretty good about…
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January 25th, 2005.
On the road again. We’re in …. well, no, I don’t actually know WHERE we are. We played Richmond, Virginia tonight – a bar called Cafe Diem. Tonight we’re staying with Chelsea and Beau, and we’re turning in exhausted in the middle of nowhere, the woods and forests south of Petersburg, just short of the…
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January 22nd, 2005.
Oh my God. So tired. Heather and I were up till… 6? 6.30am? When the lights went out the light poured in from the outside. We tried to outwait the arrival of the snow. We didn’t quite make it, but it sounds like we missed it by less than an hour. Back in grade school,…
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January 22, 2005.
This made us worry about what happens in that Vault basement band room. I’ve been quiet because I’ve been panicked. And when I get to freaking out, I feel like I’m not going to say much of anything productive or fun for anyone to read. But today I am okay. I will make the bills…
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January 21st, 2005.
I actually had this intense heart-ache last night. I remember that sensation, source of so many songs. But this was something different. Rowan and Keola and Brennan and I had a sort of “guy’s night” watching cartoons, and it inspired something in me, slowly growing – I really, really miss Living with Rowan. I just…
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January 17th, 2005.
Tired, unable to sleep. Uninterested in sleep. Heather and I have been on this stupid schedule for so long – 5am is when I get interested in bed – that it’s just hard to contemplate heading up earlier. It’s like I’ve forgotten how to go to sleep. We had a bunch of people over tonight…