September 2009
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September 29th, 2009.
“Pancakes” So – it’s interesting how difference pancake and the pluralized pancakes are. Singular is a one lonesome thing, mostly a texture, and probably old. Rubbery and crenellated, it’s more of a crepe or something rather than the delicious breakfast non-bread that we think of as PANCAKES. Plural it’s a meal. There’s the warmth as…
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September 28th, 2009.
So, my friend and fellow singer-songwriter Chris Bacon introduced me to a songwriting excercise that he’s been doing every morning. I figured I’d join the fun and see if I can stick with it. Basically – pick an item and write for 10 minutes describing it. No more, no less – and do it first…
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September 27th, 2009.
What a gorgeous day. It makes me slightly growly. Friday we were playing on top of the Bel Air Tower, which is an alright show, but we’re covered and a little light rain can be survived. And today we had no gig at all and the air is crisp and the sun is strong… but…
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September 22nd, 2009.
Sometimes working at a music store is a little bit overly absurd (W). There’s an awful lot of madness and sometimes just mad – anger and frustration – but at least we’re around (E) guitars – and that’s still one of my favourite ways to blow off steam. (S) And so for five minutes here…
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September 18th, 2009.
It’s been a frustrating 48 hours, slowly restoring my laptop to operating order. It looks like I’ve got things back up and running the way it’s all supposed to be, but it’s been an obnoxious couple of days. Still – every time I do something like this, the faster it goes. Did a photoshoot with…
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September 2nd, 2009.
Unfortunately, for all the amazing eye candy that occured at the Raw Spirit Festival, the only good photograph I got was of this hovering and frightening Brain Cloud. We were endangered by its very existence. The rest of the festival was neat – beautiful people doing beautiful things, but unfortunately sadly underpopulated. Any picture I…
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September 1st, 2009.
IN all honesty, I think we were trying to find a wolf tone. The weather’s changing and it’s delicious. Saturday night we played at the Raw Spirit Festival and it was the last day of the summer’s heat, or so I pretend. The Raw Spirit Festival was fun, but slow. I hate things that run…