February 27th, 2011.
Oh, tis a sleepy morning. Heather comes back home tomorrow, though I probably won’t get to see her till Tuesday at our regular Brewers Alley show. I’m glad she’s home.
February 22nd, 2011.
I left Athens, OH, Sunday morning, being gently hit in the head by perfect little icy spheres, clear versions of the colored tops on heads of sewing pins. I made
February 21st, 2011.
I often thank God for the small things, sort of like you would say to a friend, “nice, good catch.” Saturday afternoon, I parked my car, looked up, and was
February 20th, 2011.
Not sleeping. I’m not sleepin. I’m sitting here. Not sleepin. I’m filled with visuals beyond my skill to capture with my hands and my ears are filled with noises far
February 18th, 2011.
It’s neat to be in a town consumed by slightly underground music. I wake up to a household literally buzzing over their breakfast cereal about the early release of the
February 6th, 2011.
It’s the day before my 36th birthday, my hands feel like Hell, I’m tired and the cats are whining. And I feel great. Last night we played to a packed house
February 3rd, 2011.
David Eisner, thank you for a spectacular night. I’ll add it to my “most amazing shows of my Life” list. I’m not sure if it goes on my “world-changing” list,