September 29, 2013.
Well, we DID make it through the first round, which was more than 50% of the other performers did, but we were beat out in the second round and I’m
August 9th, 2010.
Before exit 10 on I-84 E off to the right and to the right, somewhere in Connecticut. I should probably get a very specific location, because is the place of
July 26th, 2010.
Indigestion. Oh how I hate you. My stomach is a delicate flower that encloses so many things around it. It attacks and voraciously ingests and then gurgles contentedly before rethinking
July 24th, 2010.
I Love the violence of the weather. For too long it’s simply been hotly brutal. That’s like a bombing. It’s faceless and passionless. Specifically the weather’s been too much like
April 6th, 2010.
Is it good to be home? It is good to be back IN my home. Maryland? Well, I could shove my home in a bunch of different places and be
April 4th, 2010.
It’s the last true day of the tour. I’m glad to see home on the horizon (metaphorically, temporally – even when we’re homeward bound good and proper we’re not going
April 3rd, 2010.
Putnam, CT remains one of our favourite towns, and I’m looking forward to walking down the hill onto the main street which is probably bustling with first-warmth activity. I have
March 31st, 2010.
I hear the sun is coming. It flirted with our skins briefly while I was loading the car this morning, and then it ducked away again. Now we’re driving through
November 8th, 2009.
Last night’s show at Victoria Station Café was as wonderful as they always are. Putnam, CT is home to a lot of beautiful people, and the fact that they are
November 6th, 2009.
We got past New York City. I can’t believe it. We can complain about having to leave the house by 10am – and because we’re musicians and stay up till