July 2nd, 2024. Sweden.
There hasn’t been time to write. I’ve taken thousands of photographs and that’ll have to do – I’ll go back and fill it in someday, but for the moment it’s
June 30th, 2024. Stockholm.
Sweden. I have little to NO context for Sweden. Ikea. Meatballs. The devil (Spotify). The Swedish Chef. A nation the size of California but with a quarter the population. A
June 27th, 2024. Bathrooms and More.
Ah, Bruxelles. We’ve spent much of the week promenading all over Belgique and it’s come close to killing me, and in all fairness, still has time to do so. The
June 21st, 2024. Discombobulated in Brussels.
I think I’ve been away from home for about 32 hours and my body is absolutely confused. I can’t tell if the sun’s coming up or if it’s just city
June 20th, 2024. Probably.
I am unworldly. Not in a good ethereal kinda alien way. In the Opposite of Worldly kinda way. I am not on the road, I’m traveling, and I am thoroughly
June 18th, 2024. The SPARK w Alex Lacquement.
The open mic started off really, really well. It didn’t continue on a steady trajectory, but it ended on a high note, though the feature was a low note. A
June 16th, 2024. The Music City Open Mic.
I’m going to write this relatively swiftly because I’ve got to make some last minute laundry decisions before flying to Europe. Tonight was one of the best Morsbergers we’ve ever
June 11th, 2024. The SPARK w Robert Lighthouse.
We were SUPPOSED to have a Tanner Bingaman as our featured artist this evening, an artist who has JUST moved here from the southern states somewhere, but he called in
June 9th, 2024. Gotta go tho.
Particle Accelerator was a beautiful day of music of all sorts of genres, all twisted round in this gorgeous little town called Putnam CT. We haven’t been shy about extolling
June 7th, 2024. Good and bad.
We’re headed up I-95 to Connecticut, having just passed into New Jersey. The sunshine and blue skies and mostly-amenable highways are conspiring to take me out of myself, something I