2009


  • October 18th, 2009.

    This morning I’m angry.  It’s taking some time to seep in, but all the rage is flowing back in, filling every capillary.  The helpless rage of having something taken from you, of having no recourse and of having no hope for vengeance.  Our friend Crystal discovered this beestie on her porch a couple of days…

  • October 18th, 2009.

    Saint Louis has been very, very good to us this time around.  The tour in general has been a lot of fun with only a couple of really stupid nights – 10 nights with one night off and two nights that were kind of “eh”… it’s still 70% positive and the POSITIVE has been so…

  • October 17th, 2009.

    The truckers are having no small amount of trouble staying in their lines tonight and I’m a little afeared for my Life.  We’ve just passed a second broken down 18-wheeler on the side of the road with flares and (3!) orange triangles forcing the rest of the traffic over into the right lane.  Somehow they…

  • October 15th, 2009.

    Coffee debacle.  Hot steamy mocha, poured onto my body… it takes a while for it to soak through the flannel so I guess it took a while for me to notice the lid / cup disconnect… but then the hot, moist warmth made it through the first layer of flannel shirt, through the second layer…

  • October 15th, 2009.

    I’m amused.  Sitting at the coffeehouse, working my way through emails and Ohio bookings – overhearing kids talking about what they want to play.  “Pirates and bad guys” is what they plan to get up to when they get home.  Just like when I was younger and the rebels were the good guys, I like…

  • October 9th, 2009.

    I really can’t ever say enough about Pittsburgh – especially in the fall.  Pennsylvania is one of the most beautiful states in the country and Pittsburgh epitomizes it.  Rearing out of Western PA like a fossilized lion, the arms of mountains and roaring rivers embrace this exquisite town.  Steel and rust and iron and stone,…

  • October 3rd, 2009.

    That was quite a day.  It’s still going, but with any luck there won’t be any more excitement.  A beautiful B&D banjo from about 1930 – a pristine gold-plated Silver Belle almost identical to my friend Keith’s instrument… this was being played by the Village Jazz Band, the group up after us at Taste of…

  • 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…

  • 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…

  • 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…