Jim James & M. Ward at St. David’s Church

ultrascorponic:

francine:

Folklore - Ryan Adams

bookhungry:

You know you’re getting old when a man who cooks and cleans is a turn on.

I wouldn’t say old so much as wise. Someone who can handle everyday responsibilities (without complaining!) should be a turn on!

A clip from ‘A Face in the Crowd’ with Andy Griffith.

stupid freaking inept sound guy FORGOT to set up my PA for my gig last night. LIKELY STORY!!!! 20 some people who were WAITING for me when I got there AND PAID TO GET IN waited patiently for an HOUR and then began to leave. Meanwhile I made the rounds and railed at people in person and via phone trying to get something done and managed to locate a small PA which proved inadequate for the space. Oh ya, I found this out AFTER I lugged the 60lb thing up a friggin hill!!!

Coincidence? I think not. This sound guy- who drove by in his little cart THREE times in that hour- happens to have HIS thing going on at the same time mine is and last week no one went to his. His is only like 15 min, but no one was going because they were all at the beer garden listening to me. He walked in to collect the PA and was shocked the place was packed. He was visibly annoyed. Now I don’t have a PA? OH HELL NO! He shows up after his stupid little show -where he plays heavy metal lead for 15 min to a pre-recorded track while standing on top of a hill wearing a mask-with some story about losing the key, blah blah. So that’s the reason now is it??? Right. To quote someone: your story is very touching, but it sounds just like a LIIIIEEE!!!!!!

ewokonline:

So last night, I was at 30 Music Square West, which is the historic RCA Studio A.

Right now, it’s being leased for private use by the one and only Ben Folds.

It was full of his drums, pianos, synths, etc.

This, people, is the piano that recorded Brick.

Fucking mind blowing.

(Also, I think it might be the piano on the front cover of the first BFF album)

I had a $20 tip (a first and hopefully not the last)

Went on a break and, despite someone attempting to watch my stuff, I came back to some little bastards on the stage playing my new expensive guitar. It nearly got physical; I was applauded. ha.

Then I PACKED, ROCKED and CLOSED that house. It was still full way after the park was closed and they had to MAKE us leave. I’m very proud of that one. :-D

Then I hung out under the desert moon with my friend and a guy from the audience who was kind enough to play roadie. We talked about our lives and listened to stupid comedy music. And he wasn’t a scary stalker type like from the night before. He was, in fact, a very cute and witty guy. I hope he does call.;-)

I can’t wait until next weekend.

So last night I played the first of Halloween gigs at Calico Ghost Town. They stuck me in the beer garden which is ok because it’s usually full with a boisterous crowd and is happily lacking children. However, last night they neglected to tell me that the beer garden was CLOSED! Idiots. Despite this impediment I managed to drum up about 20 people who stayed for a few hours. With my fiddle player away on business I was alone. But I made great tips and all was well until I realized it was after 9, the park was officially closed and the last group in the garden was clearing out leaving me completely alone with the huge, bald, drunken biker. Crap. He had been flirting all night and I knew this was a bad scene waiting to happen. While I clumsily packed up my gear he tried to convince me to spend the night with him. He tried every trick in the book and closed in until he was nearly in my face. I kept refusing, of course, and at some point I decided it was best to just grab what couldn’t easily be replaced and bounce asap. He was obviously very annoyed that I had repeatedly turned him down. He walked away in a huff and claimed he was heading back to the camp grounds; I knew he wasn’t.

It’s creepy to be walking through a nearly deserted authentic ghost town at night. But with the addition of the Halloween sound effects, decorations and props-and to think I was perhaps being followed-it was at a new level. I was momentarily living my own private horror flick. I had a feeling this guy was dangerous and I think I was probably right. At one point my suspicion was partially confirmed when I saw him moving between buildings as he passed through the alley. The thoughts that raced through my head were awful. I wondered if I would be raped, if it I would end the night in a hospital or in jail, if it would be my last night or his. But I finally made it to the restaurant and found a guy to walk me to my car. But when I looked around I realized I was still being followed. The fact that I was no longer alone wasn’t enough for him to back off completely. He hung around the parking lot until I took off. As I drove away I could see my escort walking toward my stalker. I’m not sure what happened after I left. I hate to think what may have happened had I taken a slightly different course of action. I also hate the fact that being female automatically makes me more of a target for violent crime. It really hit me (pun not intended) how I could and should be more careful in the future.

Tonight I’m taking a friend and leaving early!

It was a bit eerie to look up and see this owl watching me from a tree.

So Friday morning I’ll be at a funeral for a beautiful friend Iris who died suddenly last week at only 23. She died of a seizure at her house while her very small children watched. Apparently she was dead on the floor all day while her kids freaked out (to put it lightly) and was discovered by her hubby that evening when he returned from work.

This will be hard.

What will just make this crap day complete is going to my first Halloween gig that night. I have a set full of songs for the occasion that all involve death, gore, or some sort of subject matter that will surely make me recall my friend lying dead in a box. I don’t want to make it about me, but this is horrible timing. I’ll be happy to see October go.

TIM EASTON @ The Mint. He IS AMAZING live.

aaammmaaaazzzziiiiinnnnnng. And he’s a great guy. No attitude, no ego, no drama.

ultrascorponic:

snuh:

The Clash: Train In Vain

(via bringtheruckuss)

motionsensorsoundtrack:

I notoriously under dress, but look good on a casual level..but fuck…a woman wearing a big, dumb purple ravens jersey at work is about all I can handle. I want to scrape off my corneas.

Adults look really dumb in jerseys…just saying. If you have to wear a dumb jersey, wear it to a game or at home while you watch a game.

How about the 400 lb ex-jock who wears the XXXXL jersey in an attempt to feel manly, but it ends up looking like a sports muumuu?There’s a recipe for cornea removal!

(and damn…there goes my 0 tumblarity)

midterms

gigs

festival

amp blew up

homework

behind on my reading

practice

meetings

rehearsals

I need to get gas AGAIN?!?!

homework WILL be late…

late for class too!

only 4 days until the festival

UNDER TWO WEEKS UNTIL THE BIG MIDTERM!

aaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!

the pressure is a bit too heavy right now.