March 2008
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March 24th, 2008.
It’s been a good couple of days. We ended up using Heather’s knitting connections and hooked up with another knit shop owner out here in Kansas City, Missouri for the weekend. It really sort of saved us – all of our Columbia, MO friends (our next stop, where we’re headed now) were in St. Louis for…
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March 21st, 2008.
We’re headed north over very heartland-of-America looking land. Plains in all directions, desiccated trees, faded grey interstates. Grasses sweep to the horizon and there’s not a cloud to be seen. I got one of the best oatmeal raison cookies I’ve ever had from a truck stop this morning and I’m rationing it carefully, leaving it…
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March 19th, 2008.
A lot of it’s context. An act that I don’t think I’d have bothered with for more than a song or two back in the broad daylight of South by Southwest, tonight has me transfixed in an underground coffeehouse in Dallas, Texas. I still haven’t caught the name of the act, but they are exquisite and…
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March 18th, 2008.2
Dreary day in Dallas. The rain started early this morning and is just not letting up. Lightning has been skewering and with the flatness of the local land, we can see the thunderstorms piled up out to Oklahoma. It’s supposed to clear out to sunshine by tomorrow, but the weather’s been invariably variable and unbelievably…
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March 14th, 2008.
This is a Christian owned auto repair shop. It rains in Texas like God hates the Earth. Flames light the trees like Hell outside New Orleans. Later it’s the moon, cool and naked as we fight our way to Texas. Traffic is slowing us but we’ve got Jesus and whiskey on the radio to tell…
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March 12th, 2008.
We’re deep in the heart of Alabama, trying hard to rectify the situation. The sky is blue and cloudless and it’s one of those days where it’s just a little too warm in the sun and a little too cool in the shade, which means that when we take breaks – it’s absolutely perfect to…
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March 9th, 2008.
Would you LIKE the story that begins with playing “It Ain’t Unusual” by Tom Jones and ends with slaying the black widow in Daryl Hannah’s El Camino’s engine block? Enticing, no? Let us begin on Friday night then. We’d driven many an hour, abandoning our comforting Cary, NC home for the uncertainty of Tryon, half-an-hour…
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March 8th, 2008.
Not having a place to be is always the hardest part. We’re in Asheville, NC which is usually quite pleasant – except we’ve been in town for too many hours and have a gig an hour and a half away. We’ve had to buy too many cups of coffee to be in any one coffeehouse…
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March 6th, 2008.
A great combination of virtuosity and “fuck you”. I vote that THAT’S a pretty flattering endorsement. Last night we ended up at an open mic at a place called the City Beverage. It was a nice enough place, cool people. Hideous acoustics, but that just means you stand closer to the speakers to get your…