August 2005
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August 30th, 2005.
I recently talked to a friend of mine on the singer/songwriter circuit, a creature that I’d looked up to as a great example to us all – someone who’s perseverence and hard work seemed to have been really paying off. He quit recently, citing years of losing money at the music game, years of feeling…
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August 29th, 2005.
I’m waking up at Amy’s house, dazed from dreams. I don’t remember most of them, but I think they were pretty worth while – there was art and Love and beauty and rain. Strange things too. I remember trying to parallel park my mom’s huge Ford van at the edge of a big grassy park.…
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August 24th, 2005.
Last night we played one of Rob Thorworth’s singer/songwriter showcases at the Austin Grill in Silver Spring, MD. Rob always pairs us up with really strong performers because he knows that Heather and I will play together on one another’s sets. I actually felt bad for the third guy last night, because I knew that…
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August 23rd, 2005.
I’m thirty years old, and today was the first time I ever gave anyone the finger in traffic. It’s a turn that always makes me nervous – the right-hand turn into College Perk is directly before a right-hand exit, and generally, if your blinker’s on, people assume you’re heading for that exit, rather than the…
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August 22nd, 2005.
What an interesting week. My brain’s been through a lot of highs and lows and ups and downs. I ended up staying over at Rowan’s for much of the week, which was really, really good. We had our differences when we Lived together, but they were few and far between, and I’d like to think…
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August 17th, 2005.
And so I was up till 8am. Again. I had to leave for the studio by 10.30am, so that sort of sucked the four foot dick, but this too we survive. I picked up Heather from the Perk, downed a chocolate mocha (which no-one but Mitzi seems to be able to make right) and headed…
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August 14th, 2005.
I’m staying with Rowan tonight, perhaps in danger of giving meat to all those rumours. I’m glad I’m here. He’s off with his lady but will come back in time to do some hanging out before it’s time for unconsciousness. Well… officially time… it was time to be unconscious hours ago, but I persevere for…
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August 11th, 2005.
Today would have been my Dad’s 61st birthday – and as such, I knew I was going to be spending the day with my mom. It’s also just really convenient to be staying down here right now, and though sometimes she drives me crazy, there IS a sense of home here that I don’t neccessarily…
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August 10th, 2005.
Sleepy, so not much of an entry tonight. I’m over at my mom’s house after a long night of playing music in two places… the post wandering vacation is over, and now we dive back into a pretty intense schedule (and I ain’t talkin’ Indians, folks…). Another feature of Lucky’s little corner of Providence –…
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August 6th, 2005.
Well, ok – I’ve got to be honest. I was a little bit disappointed that a reunion of so many incredible musicians from my collegiate past occurred in the presence of absolutely know one I knew. There was no-one that I could turn to and say “see! they WERE great” – but on the other…