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
Dangerous Music for Dangerous Times.
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
Great open mics. Last night at Sully’s Pub in Hartford, tonight at the Space in Hamden. After all these years (almost 7 years of traveling!) I still Love open mics,
Waking up at the Space is always a bit disorienting. After a long, rainy day spent working at Victoria Station, we rolled into the Space’s open mic hoping for a
Tonight was a good night. All sorts of good things – hanging out in Portsmouth before the show, the night finally presented some true New English upon us and after
Tom Bianchi is crazy, and Danielle Miraglia Loves him for it. He’s singing “I’m in the Mood For Love (Simply Because You’re Near Me) at the Lizard Lounge in Cambridge,
Sharif finally gets a real piano on the new album. A baby grand, but a grand nonetheless. It’s amazing what a difference it makes, not just in the sound, but
We had such a good night last night – why do I get the ugly dreams now? At the moment, Heather and I are careening into the sun via the
Tuesday night at the Space, returning once again, worried that we’d see no Love because we’d gotten such a positive response in person – but then no answers to our
The restroom at the Space in Hamden, Connecticut, appropriately tagged. Not that there was a lingering presence of poop or anything, it really was quite pleasant. Flowers planted in the
Ok – so logic told me (eventually) that we should’ve stayed back in Maryland and finished the damned CD. We were playing mostly to old fans and repeat customers, so