November 3rd, 2023. Cope.
My functionality hath ceased. It’s been a day of non productivity and instead I’ve simply been in motion. Social media posting and advertising and small-form generic graphics that I need
Dangerous Music for Dangerous Times.
My functionality hath ceased. It’s been a day of non productivity and instead I’ve simply been in motion. Social media posting and advertising and small-form generic graphics that I need
September 2nd is a day that we ought to make a bigger deal out of perhaps, but it’s become a private celebration for Heather and I. It’s the anniversary of
IN 1995 or so I almost joined a band called Wild Monkey Sex. Or something like that. I went up to Johns Hopkins University and met a bunch of other
Last night’s show was a little rough. It started off beautifully. I was so happy to be there, so joyous to set up and play. But my Saturn had some
Well, Concert Window is dying next month, and tonight we wrung one last performance out of the platform. It was a slightly chaotic day, where 7pm EST sprang upon us
August 11th would’ve been my father’s 75th birthday. I lost him to cancer 15 years ago. I miss him regularly. Today we drove up to Gettysburg, PA and played a
Photos from April 22nd, 2019 at Teavolve. A good night with featured artist Kevin Stanley gorgeous voice. And a fun night. AND a couple of people decided to declare their
I’ve been thinking about downtime. Which isn’t a bad way to spend some of my downtime. I read once that wasted time isn’t wasted it if you enjoyed wasting it.
On the road again. War in the Middle East again. War in Russia. Again. Truly, we’re creatures of cycles. It’s strange, for one reason or another I’ve been without an
Happy Monday. It’s been a rough one. There’s been an emotional pall over the entire day mostly brought to me courtesy of bad news about our cat Orion. He’s quite