September 11th, 2005.
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
September 10th, 2005.
Dave Pahanish’s benefit show. He’s moving to Nashville, Tennessee… absolutely not something I would personally ever do, but he’s having some success there, and it’s looking like a good career
September 9th, 2005.
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
September 8th, 2005.
I’m pretty happy this morning. Happy? Content, perhaps. I woke up at 7.30am at Jozarts Studios to a world of cold mist and grey light. Enough to make me dream
September 5th, 2005.
I’m at Rowan’s again. I’m not quite sure how I keep ending up here. I really need to go visit my mom, hang out there for a little while, but
September 1st, 2005.
Today, gasoline in Atlanta apparently hit $5 per gallon. We’re struggling so hard as it is, this is what’s going to end the Tour. If it costs of $55 to