May 11th, 2010.
This past weekend was brutal, but I Love brutal weekends, so I’m not going to complain. A frenzy of gigs that left us excitedly exhausted. A very satisfying couple of
Dangerous Music for Dangerous Times.
This past weekend was brutal, but I Love brutal weekends, so I’m not going to complain. A frenzy of gigs that left us excitedly exhausted. A very satisfying couple of
Last night was more insanity than is generally allowed. And for good reason – as I sit here with a bowl of frosted mini-wheats and apples and try to piece
What dreams. A vast tangle of imagery – I guess it’s just what I get for actually getting enough sleep. A song running and cycling through my head, sunlight beginning
Excerpts from letters to a friend: So, Thursday nights at home, I help run a weekly open mic I’ve mentioned to you before. We run a monthly songwriter’s challenge, also
From a letter a friend wrote me: “I’ve been having some motivation issues related to music lately (you may have noticed). I was wondering if at some point when you’re
A good farewell. Friday night I worked my way around a couple of my friends’ shows. I rarely get to go see other people’s music and even rarer is the
The New Deal Cafe benefit went better than I could’ve hoped – I can’t believe the sheer talent of the people I know… between the open mics in Reisterstown, the
I’m moooooody today. Probably, I’m just tired – but possibly I’m annoyed. I’m sitting at the New Deal Cafe for the Green Man Festival and wondering about things like new
For Valentine’s Day I got together with Jeff for an entirely platonic sound engineering party. Jeff’s our soundguy at the New Deal Cafe, and he’s been recording all of our
Flat tire #4 for 2007. Ugh. Not a fan. This whole Year of the Spy thing should TOTALLY lean things my way, but apparently I’m not nearly as 007 as