March 15th, 2015.
This morning I’m beat. When we’re home, the constant flip flop of going from musician schedule to folk star schedule and back again is probably aging more than anything else
February 16th, 2015.
Southbound through the swamps of South Carolina, Georgia-bound and grey. It’s amazing how cold it is. We keep hoping it’ll be warmer at every step, but with another cold front
February 15th, 2015.
A good house concert last night – and our host, long-time friend Jamie – said some really flattering things about us in her introduction that almost got me a little
January 10th, 2014.
We’re rushing and I feel bad about that. We should’ve left a day earlier and taken more time? It wouldn’t have worked because of the gig on Wednesday and the
January 27th, 2008.
When we are home, we have a tendency not to write much in the tour journal since we’re not on tour. But I always forget that, for our fans and
January 24th, 2009.
We’re wandering through the leaf-strewn streets of downtown Raleigh and the night’s closed in like a fist. We’re discussing kittens and following Jamie to Jack Sprat. Last night’s show at
December 4th, 2007.
It’s been a long time since I’ve made a Journal entry. A really, really long time. Lots of things have been going on – but most of them haven’t been
November 25th, 2007.
I’m watching Alice’s Restaurant. Trying to. After a while I’m beginning to think it’s reminding me too much of a couple of thing. Watching Woody Guthrie’s dissolution – the collapse
August 6th, 2006.
Kudzu drapes the trees that line 40, turning them into hulking, lumbering beasts that reach longing arms toward the highway. The body language suggests the intent to either devour vehicles
August 6th, 2006.
Ugh. I’m sneezing like crazy and my nose has decided that the season has officially really hit summer, or perhaps my nose has decided that the difference between 100 degree