2009
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November 15th, 2009.
Findlay, OH. The open mic that we’d so Loved a couple of months ago delivered what it had promised and we played to a very full room, a very attentive room in a space with great sound and friendly owners. And always the question: why are you here in Findlay? Heather on da chopper. OLYMPUS…
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November 8th, 2009.
Last night’s show at Victoria Station Café was as wonderful as they always are. Putnam, CT is home to a lot of beautiful people, and the fact that they are as accepting to us as they are is always great. We are welcomed quite literally with opened arms and I feel famous and celebrated in…
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November 7th, 2009.
Another venue gets bitten by ASCAP. There are three ways to go when ASCAP comes knocking, insisting that you pay them $400 (for a small venue – VSC is being asked for $2000) a year to have music once or twice a week in your venue. You can knuckle under and pay them – which…
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November 6th, 2009.
We got past New York City. I can’t believe it. We can complain about having to leave the house by 10am – and because we’re musicians and stay up till 3am, we DO complain– but we have slipped past New York City like ninjas. Brian The Science Guy demonstrating the contractive properties of materials under…
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November 2nd, 2009.
I haven’t been to a rock show in a long time. Not intentionally. Not to one where I wasn’t thinking “really? Are we the ONLY people playing ACOUSTIC instruments at this ACOUSTIC showcase?!” Not to one where I was thinking “oh shit, how do they always sandwich us between groups with big-ass drumkits?” Amanda Wilkins…
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October 23rd, 2009.
Only in Nashville do you find a drumstick on the trashcan at the McDonalds. As Amy would say: I’m a sleepy button. As Heather remarked this morning: there’s no rest for the wicked. I’m not sure which is a more accurate reflection of my behavior, but I feel I’ve neither been particularly wicked recently, nor…
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October 22nd, 2009.
The impish Divinity Rose plots and also schemes as the host of the Diamonds Pub open mic. She insisted on calling it “Sub Rosa: the Gypsy Courtyard”, which had gotten me stupidly looking for an outdoors portion of the venue. No-one else calls it that – but if you mention “Divinity Rose’s Thing, you know,…
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October 20th, 2009.
My insomnia is an insidious thing. It creeps up on me with an innocuous thought or three and then stays with me through the night. Often it stays with me for a week. Sometimes it’s unwelcome visit is prolonged into two weeks or so of two hours of unconsciousness a night, followed day after day…