October 31st, 2008.
Well, you know me. I like having a plan. I hate changing the plan. For a free-wheelin’ artsy Aquarius I’m awfully anal. We woke up at 6am to get to
Dangerous Music for Dangerous Times.
Well, you know me. I like having a plan. I hate changing the plan. For a free-wheelin’ artsy Aquarius I’m awfully anal. We woke up at 6am to get to
It’s a beautiful day outside. The kind that makes me Love the travel, but even more makes me Love the pause. Rowan and I have been shopping for Halloween costumes
My thumb feels like Hell. I’m not sure if we’ve been playing MORE than normal (thinks about it – last mon played nashville, tues a radio show, wed Pop’s Blue
It’s a cold night in Missouri. The first frost has fallen outside, sugar-coating the Saturn and the grass and windows outside. I Love the cold and I’m glad to have
I’m in the Flying Cup Café in Albuquerque eating the sort of bread that Susan’s bird, Karma, likes. This is the second of my two days off here before moving
Slowly Rowan and i make our way towards departure. My attention has been drawn to a song by Gordon Lightfoot called “On Susan’s Floor” which seems unduly appropriate: “Like crippled
Happy birthday George! (that’s my brother) Well, last night was kind of rough. Thursday night we went out to the Off Broadway to play their open mic, only to find
This tour has been one of unexpected changes. From simple things like “this road no longer exists” to much more complex issues like Heather’s last-minute joining of Dar Williams’ tour,
Oh Heather, I miss you muchly. Susan’s driving and she’s a godsend, Rowan’s been rapping and it’s awesome. Susan thinks I’m text-messaging, but I’m sure she’ll be glad when she
Nashville wouldn’t be the same without smokey bars – and so Rowan and I return to Whitney and Freddie’s smelling of cigar smoke and cigarettes, sweat and tequila. Sometimes you