May 31st, 2011.
I have my own personal theories over how communities work, the cycles and evolutions they go through. One of them involves those small artsy communities within big cities… about how
May 26th, 2011.
We don’t do it much, maybe about once a year, but there comes a moment every couple of tours where Heather and I turn to one another and think “you
May 24th, 2011.
Wandering Boston is one of the best places to get a great buffet of singer/songwriters and absolutely scary-talented musicians. It’s one of the few places where I can walk into
May 21st, 2011.
Oh dear, it’s the morning of the rapture and I played in a bar last night. Well, we’re going to go play a cancer benefit to give the ole soul
May 20th, 2011.
In a drive to anywhere in New England, it’s the last hour of New York (about 3 miles) and the first mile of Connecticut (about 3 miles) that always makes
May 15th, 2011.
The Faerie Festival. It’s awesome! Despite the rain and sprinkle and grey the day went off without too much of a hitch (the schedule ran a little late, but most
May 14th, 2011.
Dreams about dad, curving door, tunnel, breakfast? How much to buy the place…. Embarrassing but now I’m him…. Dreams about my car – the old one, actually, tires stolen, then
May 13th, 2011.
Today was a sleep-in day. Much appreciated. Much needed. Last weekend was very full, and the week didn’t provide much respite as I ran two open mics and attended Heather’s,
May 8th, 2011.
I’m exhausted and have a great hatred of ants. You know, the kinds that you crush one by one but en masse are simply overwhelming? I should’ve remembered to check