Friday, February 6th, 2009



An absurd exercise, it was; tracking vocals for this demo with my voice still so weak. Everything about music feels so slowwww, like in those dreams where you’re being chased…running like mad… but not moving. Hovering.

(Sent from my Palm phone.)


I’m in the green room at the Ed Sullivan Theatre, watching Mark and Gary perform live on Letterman. They’re sounding sweet. Like a more wistful and ragged Simon and Garfunkel.

(Sent from my Palm phone.)