November 25th, 2019. I cried when Prime died.
Emotions are real things. It doesn’t seem to matter where they come from, whether their source is fictional – the emotions themselves are just as potent. I guess it has
November 11th, 2019. Next time, there will be BLOOD.
I’m stressed out. I might even have good reason to be. My pulse pounds, my skin feels hot, I get these HEADACHES. I don’t talk about health crap very much
November 10th, 2019. Winter is Coming.
Winter is coming. I guess we’re past really being allowed to use that as a catch-phrase, but I tend to Live in my chosen worlds for quite a while so,
November 2nd, 2019. Happy Halloween. Welcome to Marwen.
For all that I’ve always believed that the best art comes from pain, and the best artists are often truly seeking healing, I’ve always been uncomfortable with idolizing the damaged
More…November 2nd, 2019. Happy Halloween. Welcome to Marwen.
October 7th, 2019. Teavolve’s Amazing.
Tonight was probably one of the best Teavolve’s ever – or at least certainly one of the best in a while. Absolutely stunning lineup. Great audience, fantastic featured artist in
October 1st, 2019. Yay us.
Last night’s open mic was one of those spectacular nights where absolutely everything went wrong until they went right. Last week had been highly complicated because sometimes I need to
September 28th, 2019. A good week.
Good morning world. This week was SUPPOSED to be exceptionally intense, but thanks to a canceled gig on Tuesday, that sort of broke the tension and the week has actually
September 10th, 2019 – the Apocalypse is Now.
Last night I had a dream that was funny right up until it wasn’t. I dreamt that I was at my mother’s house with Kristen and a bunch of musicians
September 6th, 2019 – Kristen at the Kennedy.
Spent this morning embarrassingly stressed out. One of my clients (Hell, ALL of my clients) seem to have an unerring instinct for having things that NEED TO BE DONE right