June 2005
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June 29th, 2005.
A two dollar bill we received in Houston at the Mucky Duck – known for giving change in two dollar bills. Presumably with little swan things in silver marker on them. I’m at the College Perk feeling the thunder storm brew around me, and craving the electricity. I miss dancing on picnic tables in a…
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June 21st, 2005.
It’s crazy to think that it’s only just summer as of today. I think. We keep thinking “it’s been a crazy summer”. It’s merely been a crazy spring. It’s midnight, and we’re going to try and go to sleep very, very soon… but 8am won’t come soon enough, and the 9 hour drive won’t pass…
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June 19th, 2005.
Father’s Day. Our time in Belleville has been somewhat up and down, and I’m afraid that our host, Susan (coincidentally our very first ilyANGEL) has gotten a pretty heavy dose of a very moody ilyAIMY. I mean, we’ve been very well-behaved, but I’m pretty sure I haven’t been as charming as I should be. Friday at…
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June 17th, 2005.
It’s nice to come back to a place that even slightly feels like home. After all this travel to Houston, and Atlanta and New Orleans and other places that have been totally alien to us, Belleville with its familiar central fountain and familiar faces (even though I haven’t seen them in a YEAR) feels very,…
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June 15th, 2005.
Mmm… gentle fatigue seeping through me. I look forward to a slow collapse. Tonight made up for the Bluebird. Not by much, but it did. We went to the Douglas Corner Cafe open mic and ended up seeing a whole lot of the same people from the last two nights – I was really happy…
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June 14th, 2005.
The Bluebird was a nightmare. It falls into the category of “places with a huge and entirely undeserved reputation”… or perhaps “places with open mics that are like a form of aural torture involving wire-brushes, out-of-tune guitars, and sharpened guitar picks.” you can see another two people who’s name I don’t remember. The guy in…
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June 13th, 2005.
So, it wasn’t THAT bad – but there was the realization that we’ve covered a LOT of ground, going out to Kerrville and coming back to Eddie’s Attic all for very, very little return. I’m discouraged by how few CDs we’ve sold at both events, and how few people sign the mailing list… we get…
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June 12th, 2005.
I’m tired, and I’m discouraged. I never expected it to be easy, but I never expected it to be this hard. I don’t understand what it is that we’re doing wrong. People Love us, but they don’t sign mailing lists, they don’t buy CDs. What the Hell does THAT mean?
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June 11th, 2005.
I’m nervous. We’re playing the Eddie’s Attic Acoustic Shootout tonight, and I’m nervous. I think that all of our support may have dissolved under the pressure of having to get tickets ahead of time, and I’m nervous that I’ll freeze up and forget lots of lyrics and I’m nervous that I’ll slip and fall right…
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June 9th, 2005.
So,we outraced the storm, but got rained out at the Asian Pacific Cafe… we had an incredible dinner there though, and shot the shit with the sushi chef (say THAT 5 times fast!) and even planned the next night’s dinner by fantasizing about the stuff we hadn’t eaten yet. We ended up over at the…