March 31st, 2005.
The time is slipping swiftly, and inevitably, as the days pass by, more and more of you complain about the lack of Journal entries. The ilyAIMY Journal seems to be
Dangerous Music for Dangerous Times.
The time is slipping swiftly, and inevitably, as the days pass by, more and more of you complain about the lack of Journal entries. The ilyAIMY Journal seems to be
PLOJ XXXII went down last night. It was awesome. Sort of a Start of Spring Music Thing – there was an incredible energy there that hasn’t been around for a
Exhausted. Oh so tired. I haven’t slept that bad in… I don’t know HOW long. I have the impression of having tossed and turned all night with this invisible pressure
Ok, just a quick note. First day in the studio today. We recorded Will and Valeri and… well, they’re already better than anything else we’ve ever committed to tape/disc. Jason Slanga sat in the
And I am too tired to care. My head is unfocused, worried about so many different things. I’m scattered, and I feel like things are crashing down, crushing in. I
Ha. This time it made me cry Because in the eyes Of the mammoths that cling to the walls I’m just one more pile Discarded and dangling Waiting for sorting
Last night was a rough night. We played the College Perk, perhaps for the last time… that’s not a jibe at the Perk, that’s just an acknowledgement that they’re building