(Thanks to all who donated so that all readers could enjoy this piece, the SPIN cover article that Daron was refusing to read the rest of. It actually cuts off just before Bart’s Q&A, but it was at 3000 words and I had to stop somewhere or this would never get posted!) [You can now […]
The doorbell woke me up a few hours later and I knew Digger was back. Everyone in the band had a key to the house and wouldn’t have rung it. I started changing my clothes, then remembered I’d put these on clean before I fell asleep. The hair on the back of my head was […]
Bart came upstairs a little later, while I was trying to get my clothes on. I could comb my hair but not put it into a ponytail holder. I lay on top of the bedding staring at the ceiling and holding my splinted hand in the air. “So, what was he telling you when we […]
The splint was already itching by the time we left the hospital. I paid cash and they gave me the paperwork for a local HMO to fill out. The managerial part of my brain was saying we ought to get a group plan, for all of us, but it was drowned out by the jumble […]
(Donations this week have triggered this bonus post! Enjoy it, AND the Spin article will ALSO be coming soon!) By the time I got home my hand was starting to throb and I wondered what exactly I’d done. OK: buy gloves, learn to drive, get health insurance. I should have had the cab take me […]
I walked toward the T a little later, after I made sure things were unplugged that should be and that guitars weren’t in danger of falling over. The air was cold and I started making a list of things to do in my mind: buy gloves. I saw the grate across the Chinatown station entrance […]
Tuesday afternoon we moved into a new rehearsal space, one where we could let loose a little more, and where we could start recording. Chris had a friend at company called Mondo Z Productions, with a recording studio and video production company with facilities in a loft outside of Chinatown. Most of their crew was […]
When I returned to Boston it was definitely winter, not fall, anymore. Christian handed me the cassette tape from the answering machine. “There’s a ton of calls on here,” he said. “I had to put another tape in the machine.” I sat in my room with the phone, returning most of them the first day […]
Phew, Daron here. Time for a liner note. It’s been an intense series of posts lately, I know, and this is a good pausing for a breath. It’s Web Serial Writing Month (WeSeWriMo) and here’s the first of the minimum two promised for the occasion. There will be at least 3 story posts every week […]
And so it was that Remo got to hear the demo I’d made of “Midnight” before anyone in M3 did. He picked me up at the airport and didn’t say much as he drove toward his house. I hadn’t told him anything about why I was here, only that I needed to get away for […]