January 27th, 2008.
When we are home, we have a tendency not to write much in the tour journal since we’re not on tour. But I always forget that, for our fans and
Dangerous Music for Dangerous Times.
When we are home, we have a tendency not to write much in the tour journal since we’re not on tour. But I always forget that, for our fans and
Send me money to end drunk driving. I mean… er… to end hunger in Africa? Stop AIDS? Perhaps together we can give everyone a home or at least a hot
What a night. Nick of Jack Sprat? You get a billion points. The first million for booking us. Another million for booking Kapow!Music and another million for the Whiskey Smugglers
We’re wandering through the leaf-strewn streets of downtown Raleigh and the night’s closed in like a fist. We’re discussing kittens and following Jamie to Jack Sprat. Last night’s show at
Okay. I guess it’s time for the Journal to take a twist. I must admit I’ve been kind of down for a long time, it’s been difficult to make things