September 26th, 2020. Hush world.
Shh. Today’s really quiet so far. Saturday mornings SHOULD have this period where no-one else is up to anything yet. The grey hath descended and halted all our neighbours’ early-morning
September 28th – 30th, 2020. Let’s go somewhere pretty.
I’m not sure what I’m going to write about our quick runaway getaway. I think I’m a motion-oriented person and it was just good to cover ground, EVEN though that
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September 24th, 2020.
My guitar’s been in the shop. Or rather the shoppe. I just picked it up and was pleasantly surprised by the experience. Catonsville has about half a dozen places to
September 12th, 2020. I Heard the Hurtling herds.
I’m disappointed in you. All of you. Letting Facebook ruin your Lives. I’m disappointed in me. Whether it’s chasing body image and FOMO or the spectacular devolution of critical thinking
September 19th, 2020. Oops.
Radicalization and anti-science cult-think has always been around. Whether it’s parents teaching their kids homophobia and racism and religion or it’s the weird kid in the basement publishing zines and
September 21st, 2020. Oh What a Dream I Had.
Last night was difficult. First was the cricket. Then the owl. Actually, I’m unclear as to which came first. The cricket or the owl. But then there was the Cockney
September 13th & 20th, 2020. The Takoma Park Folk Festival.
Many thanks to Gordon Nimmo-Smith who edited the videos of the newly recorded footage, and to Robin Stearn, the festival Chair who pushed us to make it all happen. Below
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September 18th, 2020. I’m catching up.
Today I bought donuts and tequila. And met with Focus Music and wrapped up loose ends for four upcoming shows. And wrapped the render for the last part (of my
September 13th, 2020. Mostly a Good Day.
Yesterday, by all accounts, was a really good day. I feel bad waking up feeling bad. Exhausting day, it’s true, but good gig, good festival. But there were some negatives
August 23rd, 2020. Paranoid musings.
Okay, so here was my half hour for today… (from a thread from percussionist and community leader Ron Goad where he’d posted a photograph of an absolutely mobbed gun show