March 5th, 2008.
A long day, a long night. Wet on both counts, good on both counts. Heather and I got up late and got moving late. We drove out to Chapel Hill
Dangerous Music for Dangerous Times.
A long day, a long night. Wet on both counts, good on both counts. Heather and I got up late and got moving late. We drove out to Chapel Hill
So, sometimes it’s pretty hard to be me. Not for any decent reason. Not because I’m colourblind or left-handed in a right-handed world. Not because I’m poor or because I
A good farewell. Friday night I worked my way around a couple of my friends’ shows. I rarely get to go see other people’s music and even rarer is the