July 9th, 2013.
Yesterday was really, really awful. It started off really awful and only every really got better for my open mic. Last Monday when we got home from Teavolve we’d noticed
June 21st, 2013.
Weird dreams last night – weird enough as to give my friend Erica a run for her somno-theatric money. She dreams them crazy and I’ve always been jealous of that…
June 11th, 2013.
Wow. What a couple of days. High to low. Had a gig canceled because the venue closed, had White Rose Confession release an album with a cover of my song
April 15th, 2013.
There’s something so dystopian about ice cream trucks as you pass them by. The dopplering of their cheery little tune sounds like a slowly dying music box and the mirthless
April 2013.
Many photos that weren’t originally in the Journal, much of their context mayhaps loooost to the miiiiiiists of tiiiiiiime. April 8th – From Connecticut we raced back home to make
March 24th, 2013.
I’m an exhaustopuppy. And my real job is yet to begin today. We’re headed on over to the Old Bowie Town Grille to run my open mic. I have no
March 19th, 2013.
Oof. My first day back in Maryland was not admirable. I’m definitely feeling the effects of several days without much sleep (2 – 3 hours a night) and the general
February 19th, 2013.
The new open mic is awesome. Sleet is not. The second night of the new open mic might suck. But for right now I’m optimistic. Last night the Teavolve open
April 17th, 2010.
Last night’s show was hard. There are some nights where the gig just rips so much more out of me than it perhaps should. Last night was exhausting – a
August 11th, 2009.
The CD release was amazing. I could get used to people actually LISTENING to us. The feeling of owning the room, of a pin drop being audible, of people hanging
