Carynne picked me up at the airport and took me straight to a Vietnamese restaurant in Chinatown. I went through the motions of talking to her, telling her about some of the parties in LA, and about Remo’s house–though she’d been there before, she reminded me. More times than me, in fact. I forget how […]
I’d been so wrapped up in Colin’s guitar lesson that I had lost track of time. I’d gotten out of the habit of being onstage noodling around and playing before the crew was ready, and given how uncomfortable Chris said it made him, perhaps that was a good thing. It only just then occurred to […]
I was sitting crosslegged on the crappy shag carpet in the basement when the phone rang. The cordless phone had a kind of shrill yet anemic sound to it. Incentive to answer as quickly as possible. “Moondog HQ, can I help you?” “Jeez, where have you been? And did you know it was me or […]