2008
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June 14th, 2008.
Stuck in New York City traffic AGAIN. It seems unfair that we’ve had to contend with being simply motionless twice in three days and I don’t at all understand how anyone operates here. You’ve got to get into the city SOMEHOW, you can’t just teleport in – and if you’ve got gear of any sort…
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Friday the 13th, June 2008.
“Every Rose Has It’s Thorn”. I’d argue there is NO time when this song is okay. We’re stuck in traffic on I-95 fighting our way north through Connecticut and Heather is rocking out. Oh God. The lips are pursed a la Mick Jagger, we’re moving slow enough that there’s AIR GUITAR for the SAKE of…
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June 12th, 2008.
White Rose Confession kicking ass at the Victoria Station Cafe in Putnam, CT. Heather and I performing at the brand new Victoria Station Cafe. It is glorious. The cats were last funny come darkness. We spend the night in dread of little razor-sharp claws coming from unexpected directions, brought suddenly awake by strange yowlings and…
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June 8th, 2008.
Last year I adored the Maryland Faerie Festival. It was a magical event with the fey out in force, wishing trees, a unicorn… this year I got to see very little of it. With temperatures pegging 110 degrees both Saturday and Sunday, the weather alone was reason enough to just want to curl up and…
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June 5th, 2008 – moving House of Musical Traditions.
November 13th, 2018 For whatever reason, I didn’t really talk much about HMT’s move in the Journal the first time around – but as I’m going back through, well – House of Musical Traditions has become more central to parts of my Life than I ever expected it to – and of course it’s where…
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May 31st, 2008.
John Sawbriar with the THING he’s created. Strapping Heather into a big metal contraption and asking her to beat the Hell out of it reminds me of my old droid fantasies… Some art at Artomatic in Washington, DC. One of the cooler installation pieces of he show. Hee! I fit perfectly! POINTEEEEE boots!…
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May 23rd, 2008.
It’s a beautiful day to sit and type on the porch at Perk. I have good company and someone’s playing guitar and he’s got a Lovely voice. A Perk regular who I’ve never heard sing. I’m trying to convince him that I’ve practically come out here to listen to him, but he’s gotten self-conscious and stopped.…
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May 18th, 2008.
The view from the 13th Floor in Baltimore, MD. We got to play with Jeremiah Clarke and the Lighter Thieves and Shane Burke – it was a great night (though perhaps we were an odd mix). It’s cool to look over my city and see my school and just generally FINALLY play the Belvedere. I’ve…
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May 15th, 2008.
Cooling down. So, I used to get so angry I couldn’t see straight. So furious that I felt like I’d lose control of my muscles. And that was when bad things would happen, usually to my brother, sometimes to myself, whatever. I’m not talking tough here, it was always more of a… almost an uncontrolled…
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May 9th, 2008.
The light is silver off the water as I cross the Key Bridge rounding Baltimore – it’s that special sun that is weakened, having fought it’s way through the clouds to the surface afrer a long grey day. It’s a long drive from College Park to Huckleberry’s Coffeehouse – avoiding other irate commuters as we…