2008
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October 20th, 2008.
Well, I’ve got to admit, it’s really great to be in the studio again and we’re executing songs with unusual alacrity. Minus a couple of overdubs (mostly Heather vocals as she’s been sick), we’ve nailed eight songs in two days of recording Keola in the studio recording Heather’s new tune “Phantom”. A beautiful day in…
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October 19th, 2008.
(ignore the “author” line here – this is one of the sole Journal entries written by Rowan Corbett!) So yeah, Phily was awesome. Our host, JJ, helped us kick off the first away show of this tour in style. It was a quick jaunt, with us returning to our base camp at about three-in-the-morning. Originally,…
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October 17, 2008 – Seattle, Washington:
I’m in one of the green rooms of the labyrinthine Moore Theatre listening to Dar Williams breathily practice for an upcoming appearance at a cabaret event for the hit cable tv show, Mad Men. Our sound check was at 4:30, and we won’t take the stage until after 9, once Shawn Mullins (“ev-er-ee-thing’s gonna be…
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September 27th, 2008.
I find politics disturbing. Theoretically, historically and geographically I’m blue. Sometimes I’m a little red. Sometimes I’m a lot more red – but most of the time I’m just horrified that people think it’s that simple. I’m reading the headlines on wtop.com, the local news station… and from fact checking (big surprise! both candidates liberally…
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September 26th, 2008.
I Love my bathroom time. It is privacy, it is calm. Public restrooms are not generally my favourite places simply because of the lack of privacy and calm. Frenzied caffeinated poundings in coffeehouses, occasional drunken vomiting in bars. Today it was three year-olds. I was appreciating my voiding. I was in the Zen state of…
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September 19th, 2008.
I’m dismantling furniture in the midst of Heather’s ancestors – and it’s strange to think that a vast majority of the dust that I’m kicking up must be the dead skin of her grandparents. I have good / bad days when I believe they can see me and I hope they’re not heartbroken as what…
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September 19th, 2008.
Julian says “Fight the good fight” – it’s what you say to the losing side. it’s a very, very small audience tonight – and a lot of people leave before the end leaving ilyAIMY and Least Common Denominator playing to a denuded room. An angry neighbour complains to the police about the noise, plans to…
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September 1st, 2008.
It’s the numbers that are hardest to find in the dark. Othe rthan that, typing in the car tonight doesn’t really present me with TOO much rouble. Irs 1.40am and I’m more tired than I would normally expect myself to be – but it really has been a succession of late nights, poor sleep and early…
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August 31st, 2008.
The last day of August. Ohio is hot and dry and we’re passing through it once again. This tour is fast, whirlwind and tiny. More a weekend trip than an actual tour – a better proving ground for experimenting with a different vehicle. Heather’s parents’ SUV has been serving us well with FAR better gas…
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August 29th, 2008.
Sunshine is stabbing through as we find ourselves pinned behind a dump truck on I-70 heading rapidly out towards Louisville, KY eating molasses cookies. It’s going to be a long drive, but it’s also been a beautiful morning full of dramatic clouds and burning mists. We had breakfast on the Monongahela River before loading up…