June 2006


  • June 30th, 2006.

    Superman was fucking awesome. I even got more wrapped up in the Love story than the rest of the flick – almost cried. So… SO good.

  • June 29th, 2006.

    Ok, I haven’t been writing alot, but for once, it’s not because I’m a slacker. Not really – I’ve just been preoccupied with writing in other places. Letters – so I figure I’ll reprint a couple of bits (edited) for thy perusal – just cause, they’re decently coherent thoughts… The Politics of an Ex-Young Ex-Artist…

  • June 28th, 2006.

    Rod Deacea at the West Side Cafe in Frederick, MD. When the owner of a venue steps forward and wants to be your opening act, you have a grand old time letting him! Thunderstorms leave me in a state of emotional black and white – up and down and half-frenzy half-depression. Running around and soaking…

  • June 27th, 2006.

    California, PA in the rain. Jozart is one of the finest places to watch storms from. So Lovely – huge windows showing stalking lightning and sheets of rain thundering down from the sky. A beautiful night. Today I heard my first cicada of the year. It whined on like some horrible invasion and then vanished,…

  • June 21st, 2006.

    Hugs are these spectacular things that you can’t really sing about lest you be branded a children’s musician or perhaps gay.  It’s sad that way. There are the usuals that mean nothing.  The women who lean far into their hugs so as to give you clavicle and shoulder, perhaps turning to the side and continuing…

  • June 19th, 2006.

    I-70 is endless as only an interstate can be. Passing truckers slowly, I try to sleep, I try to write, I try to work – all sorts of things are only half-accomplished as Heather pushes the Saturn homeward. No matter how long an actual wandering is, it always seems we’re away from home for the…

  • June 17th, 2006.

    Audience at Pop’s Blue Moon in St Louis, Missouri. Pop’s Blue Moon is just cool. It reminds me of some of the more eclectic bars we’ve played around the country, with strange bits of sculpture poking out of the walls, odd creatures clambouring down the ceiling, beautiful paintings on the walls and just a great…

  • June 16th, 2006.

    Holy shit.  I just watched our stage narrowly miss our Saturn. But that’s not the story I’m telling just yet. You have to wait for that.] Heather at the Stagger Inn… Again in Edwardsville, IL. A good show, though a sparse crowd. A couple of people who I wasn’t sure if I was getting along…

  • June 15th, 2006.

    Not much to say right now. Worn the fuck out. Got up earlier than I wanted to. Rare that I sleep as hard as i did, Heather apparently had a great deal of trouble waking me. Drove to Indianapolis and had lunch at an exquisite little cafe. Incredible sausagey goodness. Incrredible bread. Playing outside at…

  • June 13th – but ABOUT June 7th, 2006.

    Driving on University Boulevard to meet up with my friend Amanda. Oh she of the crazy. Traffic and the usual on 193. Cars vying for position and taking what they please under acceleration, careening and careless. Swerving up ahead of me, cars slowing and moving to the right and I see a guy dashing into…