The Universe [herein referred to as "The Man"] has a certain way of sticking it to me.

Most certainly with white hot fire pokers.

Syd Barrett died.

So yesterday was one of the most insane days. The night before, I was talking to Allen and telling him that I had to drive to Kentucky and back, and he pretty much volunteered to come along, so we drove his car down to Kentucky the next morning. On about two hours of sleep. Drove fine all the way there, except his car is kind of weird. Volkswagen ( Read more... )

I'm going to see my grandfather in the hospital in a few hours. He has pneumonia and is septic. He's got about 20% chance to live.

More later.

I have a gig tonight at the Shisha Lounge. Come on oot. The more the merrier.

9pm, as free as always.

COLUMBUS HEADS

I'm back in town. Give me a call. 617.755.9079

Okay, I finished it.

Probably the most mechanically written song I've ever conceived, if you know what I mean...

I finished another song for the new album, and started a new one today. Incredible, really. I haven't had the time for anything lately. A couple weekends ago I worked 25 hours [17 on the 22nd, 8 on the 23rd], then I worked the Friday and Saturday last weekend. And tomorrow night I'm working 10pm-6am at the symphony hall. All the while trying to ( Read more... )

I AM DRUNK AND I AM FUCKING PISSED. AND EDGAR, I HAVEN'T STARTED WORKING ON THIS SHIT YET BUT I'LL BE ON IT

LIKE A...UMM...PARAKEET...ON A...UH...LEDGE.

So I had a dream about fucking SEQUENCING last night ( Read more... )