Dangerous Music for Dangerous Times.
It’s a bright sunshiney morning, threatening perfect weather for the 40-somethingth Takoma Park Folk Festival. I’m tired, didn’t sleep well, but I’m up. The cat is clearly eager for the
More…September 8th, 2024. A Good Week + Takoma Park Folk Festival.
I think a lot about communities. About the ones I engender, the ones I engage with, the ones I’ve been ostracized from, the ones I have contempt for. Whether it’s
I’m not stupid enough to think any path to national healing begins with an assassination. I hate seeing how quickly Thomas Crooks’ actions are being weaponized by the Right. My
SO, I don’t talk about it much. It was a long time ago and, if you judge a person to be who’s on the inside, and not merely who’s on
More…February 19th, 2024. I’m not okay, and that’s not okay, but it’s okay.
Morality’s not that hard. Do unto others as you’d have them do unto you. Yeah, once you get past the small scale maybe it CAN get complicated, but on the
I’ve heard that there’s thing called “Life balance”. That somewhere, somehow, you reach a point where you’re not bored and listless, but you’re also not overworked and insane. Sunday mornings
Honestly, I’m often disappointed by music. I listen to the radio, I scroll online, I listen to tidbits and scraps. I listen to a LOT of musicians in my role
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
Sunday morning. How’d I come back to the stereotype of lazy Sunday mornings? I’m grateful for it though. We had a good weekend of shows, full-band romps that were marred
I’m trying to slow down. Stop the sense of hurtling. On and on pressing the little blue “signature” that is entirely too easy to press. We signed the contract saying