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  • The Book Was Better at being Worse.

    The Book Was Better at being Worse.

    I’m re-reading Ready Player One and it’s hitting differently this time. As America hurtles towards something that might resemble a lackadaisical Civil War with Trump simply ignoring upcoming elections with his “I swear it’s a joke” Trump 2028 hat and his “it really isn’t” shit-eating grin, I don’t know that any evil mastermind could’ve engineered…

  • The SPARK w Lynn Hollyfield.

    The SPARK w Lynn Hollyfield.

    Tonight I was off the hook for documenting the night as we welcomed a photographer into our midst! Luca Crudeli had approached me about building up his portfolio documenting the local scene and it was a lot of fun having him. He captured some beautiful moments and it was also fascinating to watch him become…

  • Mathematically Speaking, Happy Monday.

    Mathematically Speaking, Happy Monday.

    As I try to bask in the joy of a good weekend, I find myself floundering. My mailing list entry was just wiped out by a crash. The news is the stuff of madness and hatred. And finding joy in my own tiny Life feels disingenuous. Discouragement can come in many forms. Out of the…

  • In the pines, in the pines.

    In the pines, in the pines.

    Heather and I are camped out in Ocean City. Well, not “camped out”. robs don’t camp no mo. But we’re staying at Heather’s in-law’s very nice vacation home in the suburbs surrounding Ocean City, MD. It’s quiet. It’s dark. The pines from which the community gets its names are silent in the still air and…

  • The 200th SPARK w Annette Wasilik.

    The 200th SPARK w Annette Wasilik.

    (yep, no sound for the first 20 minutes of the webcast or so, sigh – but I WAS AWESOME!!!) Tonight was a beautiful night. Annette was on point, but beyond that, we had an all-star turnout of regulars and old friends and ONE person who I thought was new but who actually I’d seen before…

  • One Star. Would absolutely recommend.

    One Star. Would absolutely recommend.

    Bethlehem, PA is an old dream. Back in college I dated a woman from Ellicott City who went to school in Bethlehem. I drove every couple of weekends up to see her, enraptured by the girl, enraptured with the city. A little in Love with her family, to be honest. Christmas City, a shining star…

  • The SPARK w Pet Names.

    The SPARK w Pet Names.

    It’s amazing when someone you’ve only ever heard online shows up and delivers. Tight harmonies, great songs, great playing. It was my first time back to the SPARK in several weeks and though we had very light turnout, it was a fantastic night. Thanks to Jillian Matundan for turning me on to Camila and Maggie…

  • The Ringing in my Ears.

    The Ringing in my Ears.

    I slept in today. I’d like to say it was Lovely, but in truth, at the moment – “sleeping in” really only means lying in bed until the weight of inactivity begins to crush me. I wish it was relaxing, but it just feels like wasting time. I waste too much time. We’ve been working…

  • Worth Less.

    Worth Less.

    Ugh. This concept of “worth” is still bugging me. At the root of “should I listen to AI music if it’s not harming me to do so” won’t leave my head because at the root of it it’s about what we value, right? And somewhere we’ve got to have a line… this is worth my…

  • Dreams.

    Dreams.

    I’ve been feeling a weight of stress that’s actually leaving me dizzy. Overwhelmed and tired and buzzed. Stuff with my mother, money, Life, the Universe, my career, the album, the next “tour”. I think I’m low-grade freaking out. Pulsing in my temples, buzzing in my ears, feeling like I’m always an inch off the ground.…