November 6th, 2007.
We finally get to head home today. Our zig-zagging path that has slalomed us from Maine to Missouri is finally leading us to Maryland and we couldn’t have asked for
November 3rd, 2007.
It’s been intense. Ever since my Grandfather’s funeral there’s been family stuff rolling fast and furious and there’s no end in sight. I’m overwhelmed and amazed by the blessing that
October 24th, 2007.
Today shall be a dirty day, but only because we’re not playing a gig and I feel like I need time off from the clean of me every once in
October 23rd, 2007.
It’s been a little tricky here in Nashville. No surprise. There’s a lot of things still going on back home, backlash from family stuff that I’m just not very connected
October 22nd, 2007.
Heather and Rowan picked me up from Nashville International Airport early on Friday morning. I practically hadn’t slept since I saw them last and they were foolish enough to turn
June 15th, 2005.
Mmm… gentle fatigue seeping through me. I look forward to a slow collapse. Tonight made up for the Bluebird. Not by much, but it did. We went to the Douglas
June 14th, 2005.
The Bluebird was a nightmare. It falls into the category of “places with a huge and entirely undeserved reputation”… or perhaps “places with open mics that are like a form
June 13th, 2005.
So, it wasn’t THAT bad – but there was the realization that we’ve covered a LOT of ground, going out to Kerrville and coming back to Eddie’s Attic all for