2005
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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…
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June 8th, 2005.
The bathroom at the Mucky Duck. Normally, I wouldn’t approach a bathroom at a place witht eh word Muck in the title, but this seemed safe enough – until I noticed HIM watching in sheer amazement. I-10 on the way back East. It means that with our generally evening-oriented approach to travel, we’re finally not…
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June 7th, 2005.
Woke up feeling really out of sorts today. Age. Feeling like… how did I get here? How did I get so far? It frightens me. I think I hit this wall in my skull when we were watching Camino at Dean’s Credit Clothing the other night and we were talking about how old THEY were,…
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June 6th, 2005.
18 days til Maryland. Last night Heather and I had a gig at a place called “Dean’s” that we’d picked up from Pete Simple at the Vintage Bar a couple of nights ago. Main Street Houston – I had no idea what to expect… it’s a Sunday night. It amazes me that the place is…
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June 1st, 2005.
There is something about music festival culture that changes the way time works. The days are extended and run into each other. Late-a.m. bedtimes, delayed by jams and the noise of other people’s jams, don’t keep you from getting up at 9 a.m. because of the heat and light in the tent and nearby breakfast…
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June 1st, 2005.
Joe preparing for the Watermelon Sacrifice. He had to go back to his car for the machette. Getting the blood up for the Watermelon Sacrifice – this is sort of a Watermelon Non-Eye View of the moment. He’s sort of a scary man… and yet, so composed when playing Joni Mitchell covers and CCR. The…
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May 30th , 2005.
I hate to say it, but it’s all over. Kerrville: we came, we saw, we failed to conquer, but we had a good time, and now we’re reversing our trek along I-10, speeding into the dramatically deepening depths of the dark that I hope isn’t a storm. We’ve had enough of that over the past…