Dear Diary, How many times have I resolved to keep a diary and then I don’t keep it up? Well how’s this for a test of the new leaf I turned over. Hello! The whole fucking tree is new! If I really mean it then here’s the proof. Or at least when the entries stop […]
I remember it as a good Christmas. I remember it fondly. We had actual Christmas with gift exchanging and everything. I finally understood why Remo had designated a day for Christmas shopping in Japan. I also finally understood one of the things Cray really hadn’t said–maybe couldn’t bring himself to say–about why he was so […]
When I got back to the party, the jam session had broken up, the Ovation was in its case. I could tell from the way everything was arranged that Flip had been the one to put it away. Once a guitar tech, always a guitar tech. I went to find him to say thanks. He […]
So by the time we got to Brisbane, it was the next day, which meant we didn’t see much of the place other than the concert hall and the hotel, since the day after that we flew to Melbourne. The main thing I remember is having breakfast in the hotel and feeling a sense of […]
(Zing! Saturday post! TT and Amber topped up the tip jar, so here we go! -ctan) — Remember, I’m a professional. Don’t try this at home. Also, don’t try it in a foreign country when you have a fifteen hour flight with a change in Hong Kong the next day. I’m talking about drinking yourself […]
I didn’t see Remo when we were getting ready to go the train station, but Waldo didn’t seem perturbed by his absence so I figured he must be off doing promo or something. We got settled in the train for another high-speed trip. This one was going to cross the “inland sea” of Japan. I […]
(Note: donations this week are only $20 from triggering a bonus post, largely thanks to Chris in the Carolinas, so if you’re thinking about putting something in the tip jar, this is a good week to try to trigger Saturday post! Also, I should let you all know that today’s the launch day for Slow […]
(Saturday bonus post! This is the one I owe you guys from the week of the Christmas norovirus when a couple of donations came in while I was too sick to do math! -ctan) I know it makes no sense that Remo saying one little word freaked me out. Especially in light of the fact […]
The next day’s show was in Hiroshima, which I had been pronouncing wrong my whole life. In my history class in tenth grade the teacher called it Hero-SHE-muh. Rocky spent a while trying to get us all to say Heh-ROE-shima. I think, as Americans, we felt like having bombed the crap out of the place […]
Dinner was a formal affair, on flat cushions at a low table like the ones they had in the back room at the fancy sushi places in Boston. The waitresses were all in traditional kimonos, and they refilled the sake and plum wine in our glasses whenever they dipped under half full. As a result, […]