November 21st, 2017.
Sunday night we got to go out and be someone ELSE’S featured artist – and whereas with MOST open mic situations I’m pretty judgy and I’ve got a whole lot
Dangerous Music for Dangerous Times.
Sunday night we got to go out and be someone ELSE’S featured artist – and whereas with MOST open mic situations I’m pretty judgy and I’ve got a whole lot
this Journal entry was actually written on the 23rd of October. I did NOT have time to write this on the day of my wedding! Our wedding wasn’t flawless, but
Listening to the new porterdavis album… it’s like if that Ben Harper / Charlie Musselwhite album wasn’t just a one-off jam disc and was the result of players who’d been together half their Lives. (not Weissenbornally,
Good morning to the world. I’m kind of buzzy from a late night, not-so-early morning. Listening to a playlist of friends’ music that I’ve put together for another friend looking
Driving in the rain, re-ordering t-shirts, checking traffic, fielding wedding questions from my mother, all while trying not to use up the last gigabyte on our data plan. Small worries,
I didn’t get a nap in. So this has been quite a weekend – and I don’t know that I’ll get into it too intensely, but I’m grateful for a
I think I’m kind of afraid of what I’d see if I searched the Journal for the word “sleep” – specifically looking for instances where I’m complaining about the lack
It’s a perfect morning. Or at least close to one. My shower was hot and lengthy and I used the shampoo that tingles. My omelet was perfect, coming out of
In a couple of hours we’ll be off and running to Frederick to play our last Maryland show of the year. I’m listening to a Nashville songwriter in the background,
Happy Friday! I forgot to do most of the things I was supposed to do yesterday, so – damn. But Friday! We’re supposed to THANK GOD that it’s Friday and