March 9th, 2024. Dune.
The below is to be read with the following caveats: Dune. Arrakis. Desert planet. A fictional world so embedded in our culture that Microsoft Word’s spellcheck accepts it. I think
Dangerous Music for Dangerous Times.
The below is to be read with the following caveats: Dune. Arrakis. Desert planet. A fictional world so embedded in our culture that Microsoft Word’s spellcheck accepts it. I think
I’ve heard that there’s thing called “Life balance”. That somewhere, somehow, you reach a point where you’re not bored and listless, but you’re also not overworked and insane. Sunday mornings
Honestly, I’m often disappointed by music. I listen to the radio, I scroll online, I listen to tidbits and scraps. I listen to a LOT of musicians in my role
Tis a sad state of affairs that I have NO pictures from last night. They must exist in some form. Lots of people TOOK pictures. Lots of people took video.
Speaking of things to rejoice over, FINALLY got invited to join the Illuminati. For the last decade or so, having slowly joined the ranks of being an Old White Guy,
I’m trying to slow down. Stop the sense of hurtling. On and on pressing the little blue “signature” that is entirely too easy to press. We signed the contract saying
This weekend was SUPPOSED to be very busy, and then it wasn’t. I don’t pivot particularly well and my workload, when suddenly slurped out the airlock of my schedule tends
On the day that the smallest things become huge, and the heart weighs heavy with nothing to confess. When night brings unconsciousness, not rest and the hour in which all
Two nights of guitar heroes. Three nights of great shows, 2 of which were mine (or at least, where I got to play). Four nights if you count Teavolve, but
Tonight was kind of a hard night. It was a great day. A fabulous evening. Things didn’t really go awry till around 9pm, but then… bah. Bah I say. That