March 9, 2007
(Happy Birthday Dad!) And speaking of New Orleans, right now I am sitting in the Cafe Envie at the intersection of Barracks and Decatur in the French Quarter. The weather
March 8, 2007
I don’t see morning much doing what I do, so it never fails that when I wake up before noon I find myself disoriented by the light. The intensity, color
December 18th, 2006.
The quote I was thinking of every time I passed the stone fireplaces on route 40 in PA was this: “And if this black pits of a kingdom is the
December 16th, 2006.
This is about the first weekend I can remember where rob and I haven’t been working. Friday night and no gig to play. With my internet down today, I actually
December 3rd, 2006.
It’s the black print again. The darkness comes. If our words were little ants, then rob’s must be fire ants and I would be … well … regular ants …
September 1st, 2006.
Reprinted from an email that Heather sent to me: I’m feeling sappy and sleepy, so forgive this if it is ridiculous … but it’s honest nonetheless. Thank you for what
August 6th, 2006.
Kudzu drapes the trees that line 40, turning them into hulking, lumbering beasts that reach longing arms toward the highway. The body language suggests the intent to either devour vehicles
June 3rd, 2006.
The gig last night at Jimmy O’Donnell’s in Baltimore was pretty good. It was a wood-panelled bar with the O’s game on in the background and a four-hour set ahead
May 28-31, 2006
– Cambridge – Providence – New Jersey – Maryland Right now I think Dave Pahanish is in Kerrville, TX, doing what we did last year. Except I hope he’s winning. I
December 20th, 2005.
I remembered thinking, right as we were racing the setting sun home from California, PA this last time, about how the landscape surprised me. Traveling the way we do has