March 30th, 2009.
The Shanti – far from being the difficult show I was expecting, was absolutely fantastic. More fun than Columbus, actually. There’s nothing like coming into a bar you know and
October 28th, 2008.
It’s a cold night in Missouri. The first frost has fallen outside, sugar-coating the Saturn and the grass and windows outside. I Love the cold and I’m glad to have
October 27th, 2008.
Slowly Rowan and i make our way towards departure. My attention has been drawn to a song by Gordon Lightfoot called “On Susan’s Floor” which seems unduly appropriate: “Like crippled
October 25th, 2008.
Happy birthday George! (that’s my brother) Well, last night was kind of rough. Thursday night we went out to the Off Broadway to play their open mic, only to find
October 22nd, 2008.
This tour has been one of unexpected changes. From simple things like “this road no longer exists” to much more complex issues like Heather’s last-minute joining of Dar Williams’ tour,
October 21st, 2008.
Oh Heather, I miss you muchly. Susan’s driving and she’s a godsend, Rowan’s been rapping and it’s awesome. Susan thinks I’m text-messaging, but I’m sure she’ll be glad when she
April 5th, 2008.
This moment is good for the soul. Last night we played one of my absolute favourite places – the Saint Charles Coffeehouse in Saint Peters, MO. A random find, our
April 4th, 2008.
SO, there are likely coincidences and there are unlikely coincidences. When a couple walked up to rob and I in a crowded Asheville, NC, coffeehouse to ask directions because they
April 3rd, 2008.
St Louis is a strange town. It’s an intense combination of burnt-out hulk and meticulous care, collapsed roof and finely painted wall, falling-down drunks staggering out of the most beautiful
October 24th, 2007.
Today shall be a dirty day, but only because we’re not playing a gig and I feel like I need time off from the clean of me every once in