June 11th, 2013.
Wow. What a couple of days. High to low. Had a gig canceled because the venue closed, had White Rose Confession release an album with a cover of my song
Dangerous Music for Dangerous Times.
Wow. What a couple of days. High to low. Had a gig canceled because the venue closed, had White Rose Confession release an album with a cover of my song
We’re in the studio, working on a couple of tracks for the new album, and our tech, Matthew of Transcendent Third is off in some iso booth with Heather, toying
Ugh. Well, I knew it… I can only go without sleep for so long before a cold will step in and knock me down. I have so many fluids forming
It’s a shame that one of the things that cameras simply can not capture is that gorgeous contrast of grey and green that you get on a day like today.
So many non-entries for soo long. Hell, it’s been Christmas. What a funny sentance that is. Many adventures. Most of Christmas/Hannukah was spent with Heather’s family, extended and otherwise (sorry
Watching the Matrix. Eating stuffing. Life’s good. Ooh, here’s the sexy bit. This was written to me a couple of nights ago: “Was reading some of your journal. Interesting. but
Playing with the great Firedean today got my ego back in check. I was mortified to run across something that was SO hard, with rhythms and chords that I just
The sun is taking long, flaming limbs, and is stretching them through the cloud barrier of Chantilly, Virginia. It is largely unsuccessful. I was a fool, a fool in socks,
Erf – we played with Firedean tonight. I Love that man. A songwriter that I admire soo much from the performance point of view, and every other point of view
I’m sitting at the College Perk, worrying about little things and big things, and watching the cat sleep on a pretty woman’s knee. Stubby tailed and contrary, I don’t remember