July 30th, 2005.
So tired. It’s 3.27am and my brain is whirling in ci… no… it’s grinding around in circles, running over things over and over and over again like a woman in
July 29th, 2005.
Last night was wonderful. We played the Victoria Station Cafe, which, if we’d been going with our usual strategies, we’d probably never have discovered. But we were taking a “long-cut”
July 26th, 2005.
I’m sitting in a coffeehouse in Windsor, CT. The Lovely Centre Coffee Bar of fame and our meagre fortune has an air conditioning problem and we’re singing encouragement to the
July 24th, 2005.
Thank God for cartoons. Well… with the cartoons I’m talking about, it’s probably really not God’s doing. Most of Adult Swim is probably sent up by some minion of evil,
July 20th, 2005.
And the night wears on, watching the progress bar in Dreamweaver competing with the sci-fi pulp of Demolition Man. Poor Sylvestor can’t handle the beauty of cyber-transmission of erotic imagery
July 19th, 2005.
I appear before you, a very, very frustrated puppy. Angered at the eternal damnation that is my advanced and spectacular laptop, I feel strongly that I shall never purchase ANYTHING
July 18th, 2005.
We finally got back into the studio last night, and though it was sort of a frustrating night, we got some really good things done. You can of course read
July 14th, 2005.
Ebay’s WORKING!!! I mean, when we first started talking about it, I was pretty sure it would, but then it went up and just sort of sat there for a
July 13th, 2005.
Tonight we got to play another full-band show. Out under the slowly darkening sky at the Columbia Lake Front for one of Joe Isaacs’ “Music that Matters” showcases. We got to share
July 11th, 2005.
PLOJ XXXIII was a success, though – as always – very different from what I expected. We had gotten a huge article in the Washington Times which I had semi-hoped would result