March 31st, 2009.
We’re counting down exits on our way to Columbia, Missouri after playing the open mic at the Saint Charles Coffeehouse in Saint Peters where we received one of our best
Dangerous Music for Dangerous Times.
We’re counting down exits on our way to Columbia, Missouri after playing the open mic at the Saint Charles Coffeehouse in Saint Peters where we received one of our best
And so my home city, Baltimore City – Charm City – appears to be somewhat under attack. Apparently spurred by a couple of disgruntled denizens of a neighbourhood in Baltimore
We’re wending our way home from the Venice Cafe, curving from interstate to interstate on a route we know by heart by now. Saint Louis is almost one of the
The Shanti – far from being the difficult show I was expecting, was absolutely fantastic. More fun than Columbus, actually. There’s nothing like coming into a bar you know and
As we drive through Western Indiana, passing cows who are no doubt scientifically pointing in the wrong direction, we are optimistic in the gentle snow. Last night’s show at the
PLOJ XL – March 7th? Not entirely sure when this occurred – alas, though photographs were in the original Journal, somehow the exact date is never given… and the photos
Baltimore’s already nothing but a brief glow behind us, catching the clouds on fire and blending into the taillights of those headed East-bound in the rearview. Heather and I are
Ah, 7 Eleven, you provide me with much in the way of people-watching opportunities. Not that I generally do so much in the way of observation outside of what’s required
Another interesting night at Java Mammas. As the weather gets warmer we have more and more Incidents outside and I fear for my little coffeehouse sometimes. I find it such