June 13th, 2015.
It’s been a while since I’ve written, but I’m in the bad habit of writing only while we’re on the road, and we’ve been a little stationary recently. Never stagnant,
January 26th, 2015.
Huh. I played 199 shows in 2014. I must be getting old. I’m very grateful for how much we’ve been able to use youtube and Facebook and whatever else for
July 24th, 2010.
I Love the violence of the weather. For too long it’s simply been hotly brutal. That’s like a bombing. It’s faceless and passionless. Specifically the weather’s been too much like
May 11th, 2010.
This past weekend was brutal, but I Love brutal weekends, so I’m not going to complain. A frenzy of gigs that left us excitedly exhausted. A very satisfying couple of
October 3rd, 2009.
That was quite a day. It’s still going, but with any luck there won’t be any more excitement. My alarm went off at 7.50am. A stupid time for consciousness on
September 19th, 2008.
I’m dismantling furniture in the midst of Heather’s ancestors – and it’s strange to think that a vast majority of the dust that I’m kicking up must be the dead
May 23rd, 2008.
It’s a beautiful day to sit and type on the porch at Perk. I have good company and someone’s playing guitar and he’s got a Lovely voice. A Perk regular