March 27th, 2025. Get in, loser.
When I was a kid I believed a lot of conspiracy theories. I Loved my UFOs and the Loch Ness Monster MUST be there, right? And then I grew up
Dangerous Music for Dangerous Times.
When I was a kid I believed a lot of conspiracy theories. I Loved my UFOs and the Loch Ness Monster MUST be there, right? And then I grew up
Tonight was actually a pretty close to perfect night – though the thing that made it TEMPORALLY perfect was the fact that our featured artist was sick with the flu.
To those it may concern – I’ve now updated this post with a correctly synched video! A really fabulous night at Morsbergers – and one that made me feel like
Two hours ago I spent an hour wandering the neighbourhood out in an opposite direction from whence we usually wander. It’s not QUITE exploring but I saw yards that speak
Last night a friend visiting from Louisiana got pretty verbose in his praise of me. Not just for my music but for my perseverance as it comes to community and
I’m a victim of my own success, and I should be grateful for this – but both my Sunday and Tuesday open mics are simply glutted with amazing talent. Woe
It was a very rare thing – a short night. I still haven’t figured out how to make my Tuesday nights in general more manageable – an average hour commute
We do this every Sunday night at Morsbergers at 713 Frederick Rd, Catonsville, MD, 21228. Signup at 6.30, music at 7pm. Enter through the back at the LARGER of the
I haven’t processed this yet. I’ve been thinking a lot about the difference in mindset between visual and musical artists. Where I started and where I am. A huge part
Nightmares. MAKING Kristen make eye contact with me. It means something. It means everything. It means *I* mean nothing. I’ve known it for a long time. I throw my glass