October 10th, 2016.
The election, all of its chaos and bullshit, it’s been looming for what feels like forever. I guess it’s been about a year that all of these monsters have been
September 24th, 2016.
I absolutely THINK I slept last night. I’m pretty convinced of the fact. But I’m definitely FEELING like I could probably climb back into bed for another couple of hours.
August 13th, 2016.
Oh gigs. Weird gigs wild gigs loud gigs quiet gigs. Climbing gigs? Only a few gigs have involved climbing and those had sort of petered out as we got more
July 16th, 2016.
It’s been a hard week. Let’s not even bother talking about the world at large. Shootings and assassinations and failed government coups. That’s been crazy – but I’m retreating to
July 15th, 2016.
Can’t sleep won’t sleep. Didn’t sleep. Now I don’t have time to sleep. At around 2am I realized it was going to be a problem. By 5am I just got
June 11th, 2016.
Public vs private, politics vs business, morals vs money… I admire musicians. We work hard. We obsess. We passionately emote. But I really admire the writers. The ones who have
May 12th, 2016.
It’s a frustrating day. Basically I had a meeting with a client in the morning, and I’ve got a board meeting in the evening – both down in the Takoma
April 17th, 2016.
Yesterday was a rough day. Today isn’t too much better, but at least I really don’t have anything to do. Yesterday at least didn’t start this was, but things went
March 13th, 2016.
FAWM songs continued…. Scene – a lot of fun to play, a strong, muscular rhythm and a song sort of about my fear that my own self-judgment of my music in
March 1st, 2016.
I’m sitting, listening to the Honest Mistakes’ new album which I’m currently in the process of mixing. I’m mostly really pleased, though I’m taking notes on things that I’ve got