March 27th, 2006.
California is its usual rollercoaster, and we pack as much in as we can. Sleeping little, some nights we’re out too late, all nights we’re up too late, I Love
February 9th, 2006.
By the nature of my profession and my schooling, the paths I creep are almost exclusively populated by other artists and musicians. It’s been that way for… Christ… 17 years…
November 7th, 2005.
Tired and sick? Perhaps sick and tired. Mostly tired. A little sick. I could feel myself coming down with it Saturday morning. I’d stayed out all night and played (played
August 17th, 2005.
And so I was up till 8am. Again. I had to leave for the studio by 10.30am, so that sort of sucked the four foot dick, but this too we
April 7th, 2005.
Heather and I are tapping and typing to the sound of falling water. There’s a fountain in the corner of Jozarts Studio, and that, along with the cavernous interior and
April 5th, 2005.
The last few days have been exhausting. Days of dreamless sleep followed by mostly non-sleep filled days. I’m not quite sure what’s been happening, but I’ve been falling to sleep
March 27th, 2005.
PLOJ XXXII went down last night. It was awesome. Sort of a Start of Spring Music Thing – there was an incredible energy there that hasn’t been around for a