2022
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September 11th, 2022. 9/11.
Keola, his dad and Joey as we gather pre-gig in Baltimore to celebrate Keola : Baltimore City’s Officer of the Year. Today is September 11th, and though we’re off into the rain to play a gig in the Inner Harbor amongst fighter jets (flyover’s canceled) and ships (most sailing is canceled), military bands (not canceled)…
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September 8th, 2022. Open Air Open Mic.
Another beautiful evening in Ellicott City. Every Thursday, as long as the weather allows, from 7-9ish we gather in Parking Lot D of Ellicott City, MD in the courtyard of the wonderful and wonderfully generous Little Market Cafe (3731 Hamilton St, Ellicott City, MD 21043). Signup at 6.30pm, family-friendly, 2 pieces or 10 minutes whichever’s…
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September 2nd, 2022. Happy Touraversary.
Ohhh I don’t know that I realized Heather was gonna order her OWN slice of pie. These things are HUGE!!! September 2nd is a day that we ought to make a bigger deal out of perhaps, but it’s become a private celebration for Heather and I. It’s the anniversary of the day we jumped into…
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September 1st, 2022. More Whimsy than Whimsy.
The last time I took Kristen to Cirque de Soleil it was inside a convention centre. I like the experience of coming out to the tents a LOT better – just seeing that they’ve created the entire environment on a parking lot! While we were at the circus, Rowan took care of my open mic…
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September 1st, 2022. A Good Thursday.
Last Friday we woke up to find quiche on the doorstep of where we were staying in Sharon, MA. It was a totally unexpected, and wonderful, way to start the day! (not to mention delicious! Thank you Dianne!!!) I’m doing that thing. You know the one. I’ve had breakfast and now I’m sitting in the…
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August 31st, 2022. Delicious Ketchup.
Some happy pettin’ moss outside of Greg’s house! PETTIN MOSS!!! Saturday August 26th we woke up at Greg Klyma’s place and, since our gig in Sharon MA had been canceled, we just headed home. This turned out NOT to be the best idea as what should’ve been 6.5 hour drive stretched interminably as we hit…
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August 28th, 2022. Whimsy.
When we departed from home Wednesday morning, this was Prince’s only comment on the subject. I was thinking about whimsy in art, and generally conclude that though in my Life there is little I Love MORE than whimsy, in music there’s little I Love less. This last jaunt, for just a couple of shows up…
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Save Berlin
He can have any place you would give him, but please, save Berlin for me. If I can’t have your love or the warmth of your skin, give me rights to a place he’s never been. From the rocking-chair porch of the Atlantic Hotel, we can pretend we are gray-haired and long-married. Joints creaking in…
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Cricket Hunt
You deserve the sanctity of our silence the moment interrrupted by our wings you deserve the monument of our time interrupted by our breathing and the rattle of our Lives I’ll give you the velvet silence of this room it’s like your skin drinking everything in the dimness of these candles these LEDs we can…
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Rob’s Lament
This space is getting smaller now in an instant inward goes the frame Schwarzschild would be proud of the compression of his equations as we tighten up the grip as we tighten up our eyes as we tighten up our belts this space is buckling all the while ~~ a hairline at the corner it’s…