November 20th, 2009.
Almost home. Sort of. Almost home, but headed West at 75mph through Western Pennsylvania with every sense wailing “but you’re going the wrong way!!!”. As we round Pittsburgh yet again,
Dangerous Music for Dangerous Times.
Almost home. Sort of. Almost home, but headed West at 75mph through Western Pennsylvania with every sense wailing “but you’re going the wrong way!!!”. As we round Pittsburgh yet again,
I’m often reminded that maybe my brain doesn’t work quite the way a lot of other brains work. Different types of connections, different types of leaps. I don’t remember things
This is about the first weekend I can remember where rob and I haven’t been working. Friday night and no gig to play. With my internet down today, I actually
So very tired. For as much as I Love California, PA, I don’t sleep here. Everyone’s up insanely late – even by my standards – with trucks and cars racing
So, I’ve spent my birthday surrounded with people. Some of the best people, really – awesome creatures who I’ve known for a long, long time. I place such importance in
So many crossing of people. Common Thread arrives and blows my mind. The Jozart open mic has even attracted Transcendent Third this week. It’s good to see everyone, hearing Bill’s
A strange world I Live in. I’m thinking about writing some Rules of Human Behaviour. Engagement with the enemy type SOPs Laid out and intelligent, it could cover most every
I can’t sing along to We’re About 9. I start to cry. Of course, that’s been my reaction to a lot of my world recently. Just overwhelmed by emotions… it’s
Thursday night we played a show at the Underground Cafe at California University. The absolute feeling of euphoria is still sustaining me, and through a radio show and then a
It’s been a really good day. We did an interview on WVCS, the local California radio station, and later we played with much vim, zest, and vigour at the Underground