Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

It took me a long time to get back to Remo’s. I think maybe there’s some chance that heatstroke had something to do with that.

Or maybe I just felt like shit.
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Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

We had voted to drive straight through. (Nobody else had liked Texas much either, apparently.) We could always pull off at a motel in the night, we figured, if no one was up to driving. Carynne had mapped us a route that clipped through a corner of New Mexico, 969 miles to be exact from ( Read more... )

Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

Carynne left in the morning for Boston, telling the others she had a family emergency to take care of, and I played along, taking charge of the day book and delegating Kevin to be Bad Ass if we needed any tough talking or arguing down the way.

We had a six hour drive to Athens ahead of ( Read more... )

Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

I’m glad that Jordan turned out to be an incredibly cool dude, and that he didn’t turn the album into top 40 crap, and that he and I spent a lot of late nights talking about music and history and stuff. That wasn’t the only eventful thing in the spring besides my birthday of course. We ( Read more... )