July 28th, 2022. Open Mic … Thursday?!
After having to cancel this past Sunday for the heat, and knowing that over-hundred-degree temperatures are just too frequent a thing between 5-7pm on any day, I asked Jeni if
Dangerous Music for Dangerous Times.
After having to cancel this past Sunday for the heat, and knowing that over-hundred-degree temperatures are just too frequent a thing between 5-7pm on any day, I asked Jeni if
IN 1995 or so I almost joined a band called Wild Monkey Sex. Or something like that. I went up to Johns Hopkins University and met a bunch of other
We should never have been allowed to play here. Blues Alley is an almost-60 year-old blues and jazz club in the heart of Georgetown. It’s dangerously legendary, having hosted artists
I’ve grown less and less sure of what to put in the Wandering and Wondering part of the upDates. Hell, because of character limitations, I rarely even call them upDates!
A week ago we got a text from our landlord : “Quick question. Don’t freak out but we’re thinking about selling the house. Don’t freak out. We’ll talk.” Then we
So grateful for an amazing day. The whole band running amok here in Frederick, MD. An audience of 1100 people that were, yeah, probably a lot of them were there
So I posted this today after a follow-up interaction with a new friend at the open mic in Frederick, MD (the woman with the sweetest dog). “I Love when :
I think this is the first time a birthday party’s felt like a BIRTHDAY party since 2020. rob Day at the New Deal Cafe? Yeah – that was the last
Okay, going to an open mic Friday night and then hosting mine on Sunday were two very, very different entities. Being reminded how very different open mics can be, both
I’m not accomplishing very much right now. There’s a feeling that I’m just being carried forward by the push of events and I don’t have fingers or toes long enough