October 25th, 2008.
Happy birthday George! (that’s my brother) Well, last night was kind of rough. Thursday night we went out to the Off Broadway to play their open mic, only to find
Dangerous Music for Dangerous Times.
Happy birthday George! (that’s my brother) Well, last night was kind of rough. Thursday night we went out to the Off Broadway to play their open mic, only to find
(ignore the “author” line here – this is one of the sole Journal entries written by Rowan Corbett!) So yeah, Phily was awesome. Our host, JJ, helped us kick off
Heather and I have been hitting night after night here in Louisville, KY – smacking ourselves into the local scene. Being from Maryland, nominally from the north and certainly from
Ah, the first of the month. Time to pay bills. And it seemed like such an idyllic day. Last night we played the absolutely fantastically rediculous Church on the Rocks
Man. Beyond the USUAL reasons that I’m glad I didn’t die in my sleep last night, I’m really, really glad that the above were not my last recorded words. My