December 7th, 2019. Krampaaaassss.
I’d been tagged on a Krampus event in Pennsylvania. Kristen, being sharper-eyed, realized there was one happening here in Baltimore and so we wisely went to that one instead. All-in-all,
December 3rd, 2019. Warm suffusion.
I’m in the basement suffused by a warm glow that’s mostly keeping the creeping cold at bay. The last couple of nights, winds howling through Baltimore, whipping street signs back
November 25th, 2019. I cried when Prime died.
Emotions are real things. It doesn’t seem to matter where they come from, whether their source is fictional – the emotions themselves are just as potent. I guess it has
November 17th, 2019. Epic.
We had a fantastic show last night. Not completely smooth, not flawless, but absolutely marvelous. Sharing the stage with Ayreheart is something we’ve really only done once before, and we’ve
November 11th, 2019. Next time, there will be BLOOD.
I’m stressed out. I might even have good reason to be. My pulse pounds, my skin feels hot, I get these HEADACHES. I don’t talk about health crap very much
November 10th, 2019. Winter is Coming.
Winter is coming. I guess we’re past really being allowed to use that as a catch-phrase, but I tend to Live in my chosen worlds for quite a while so,
November 2nd, 2019. Happy Halloween. Welcome to Marwen.
For all that I’ve always believed that the best art comes from pain, and the best artists are often truly seeking healing, I’ve always been uncomfortable with idolizing the damaged
More…November 2nd, 2019. Happy Halloween. Welcome to Marwen.
October 23rd, 2019. It’s weird, but I’ll take it.
Frustrated. Frustrated with some sort of domain redirect that I’ve screwed up and don’t know how to unscrew. It might have me attempt restoring my whole website from a backup.
October 7th, 2019. Teavolve’s Amazing.
Tonight was probably one of the best Teavolve’s ever – or at least certainly one of the best in a while. Absolutely stunning lineup. Great audience, fantastic featured artist in
October 3rd, 2019. Tom Freakin’ Clancy.
There are plenty of people that I truly wish were still with us. On the personal scale, my father… on the artistic scale, Jimi Hendrix and Jim Henson and even
