second degree burn from the frosting on a pop tart. amazing.

Just kidding - the show is back on!

Come join us from 9-12pm at Six Lounge!

SNOW IN AUSTIN! SHOW CANCELLED TONIGHT!

The weatherman wasn't crying wolf this time. I love the smell of snow.  Oh, how I've missed it...

So break out your snowpants, goggles, and neckwarmers if you need to go out tonight.  But because Austin is such a wimp, we won't be playing our show tonight at Six Lounge.  And that's probably for the best, because Lucas and I wouldn't want to be responsible for you crashing your Ferrari on the way to our show in the paltry half inch of snow.  Or whatever.

Booking for SXSW (unofficial, at least) shows has begun. I'll keep you all updated.

Homeward bound

For the first time in more than a year and a half, I'm heading back to New Hampshire tonight. What a crazy life this has turned out to be...

Happy fat tuesday

Come celebrate with Abel and Lucas at the Tap Room at Six Lounge from 9-12pm. Got some ugliness in my throat today, so it might be some john lennon shake it up baby type action. Oh yeah.

"The Incidents" at Six Lounge starting in March

We're going to be playing full band gigs Thursday nights at Six Lounge from 9-12pm beginning in March! Boom!

kombucha

makes me feel like a rockstar.

Bumpersticker of the day

"Fight the Stupids."
- Some Bookstore, New Orleans

Cereal is underrated.

HOLY CARP!

Sometimes I get into this strange state

where I feel like I've stepped out of myself and I feel like the present is an illusion - I can't understand, or believe that what's happening now is actually happening. Then something snaps me back to reality because you realize I have to react. Difficult to express and incredible to experience, it's neither good nor bad. If anything, I'd lean toward the experience being good, because it forces me to take myself less seriously. Is there a name for this (like there's a name for deja vous)? There probably is, but it's in greek or something... I need to brush up on my latin - all I remember is semper ubi sub ubi...

In that spirit, the quote of the day is: "A gentleman need not know Latin, but he should at least have forgotten it."

Also, if "alow" means "below," then why wouldn't you just say below? And I'm not a fan of acronyms that are more complicated and difficult to remember than their "antecedents."

Phoenix

For frogs, they put out some pretty cool music. After hearing an interview on NPR, I was intrigued by their influences and the very fact that they are a French but still managed to be semi-mainstream in the US. On top of that, I kinda dig it. Check them out on lala or Pandora (I just made a station - let me know if you want me to share it with you, eh?).

This rain is getting booorrrrinng

Nifty new digital recorder

is treating me well so far. I have live shows recorded, but now I need to figure out how to get them to people. Even compressed, our 3 hour show is over 200 megs (I could get it smaller, but not a whole lot without mangling it into a meaningless series of garbles). Give me a shout if you have any ideas...

Wow

is it friday yet? Holy guacamole.

Dueling Guitars at Six Lounge Tonight 9-12!

Here's to no rain!

The best idea of the night

I had another set of wild dreams last night, some of them lucid which is always mind-blowing. I was at a bar, and after I ordered one $5 beer, I mistakenly pulled three fives from my wallet instead of ones. Then I thought of something -- if I'm dreaming, then anything I do won't really have any real-world repercussions. Right? So I shoved the three fivers into the milk-bottle-shaped tip jar. She looked at me with a puzzled, squinty grin that seemed to ask, "Why do I deserve that?" (not knowing that the money was "free to me" - wheee!). I asked her half playful / half totally serious, "What is the meaning of life?" She walked closer, looked me as if she were staring deep into my soul, opened her mouth... and then I woke up.

Disgruntled and realizing it was 5 in the morning in real life, I sat in bed for a second and tried to recoup.  Then I leaned over the side of my bed, opened up my wallet, and fifteen dollars was missing! WHAT?

Just kidding. But I'm going to try again, and hopefully come away with some incredible, life-changing advice. But remember folks, always tip big in your dreams.

Later in life I've realized

Everything worth knowing I learned on the bus.

The Incidents on Thursdays at Six!

The few weeks of dangerously new-school musical experimentation on the rooftop of Six Lounge has yielded another gig - management has offered us to play as the Incidents on Thursday nights! Lucas and I will continue our somewhat silly, always entertaining acoustic duo on Tuesday nights, while Thursdays we will be playing high-octane rock-your-face-off rockfunkbluesrootssoul. We'll start next Thursday. In the meantime, hope to see you tomorrow night!