October 18th, 2013.
Cold rains from Baltimore to Columbus yesterday seem to have cleared out the weather for today and the highways of the almost-mid-west are clear and filled with golden sunshine and overturned
October 18th, 2009.
Saint Louis has been very, very good to us this time around. The tour in general has been a lot of fun with only a couple of really stupid nights
April 5th, 2009.
The morning after: The Stagger is always a rough gig – but I always have to put it in perspective. We just played for four hours… plus an hour of
October 29th, 2008.
My thumb feels like Hell. I’m not sure if we’ve been playing MORE than normal (thinks about it – last mon played nashville, tues a radio show, wed Pop’s Blue
October 27th, 2008.
Slowly Rowan and i make our way towards departure. My attention has been drawn to a song by Gordon Lightfoot called “On Susan’s Floor” which seems unduly appropriate: “Like crippled
April 6th, 2008.
It’s a beautiful day somewhere in Indiana. Moments ago it was a beautiful day in Illinois and shortly I expect it to continue being a beautiful day in Kentucky. There’s
April 3rd, 2008.
St Louis is a strange town. It’s an intense combination of burnt-out hulk and meticulous care, collapsed roof and finely painted wall, falling-down drunks staggering out of the most beautiful
October 13th, 2007.
I am a sleepy button. I should take a nap. Curse hotels and their noon-time check-outs. Curse our full truck that has not enough space for robs to nap in.
April 26th, 2007.
The remainder of our time in Belleville went entirely too fast. Susan and the birds are good company, and her house there is about as comfortable as any we’ve stayed
October 17th, 2006.
Ugh. Heather’s sneezy and SO very unhappy. We’ve spent the last couple of days relaxing and taking it easy; a weekend offset by 24 hours. Unfortunately, I think Heather’s body