That nap wasn’t when the nightmares started. I think I was having them already, but I’m not sure exactly when I had the first one. I think maybe I didn’t remember the first couple of them. Pretty sure it was some time after I left L.A. and before I saw Ziggy again. Maybe nightmare is […]
(Notice to Kickstarter backers! Surveys are out! Please respond ASAP: look for email from Kickstarter asking to confirm your address and other info! More below… -ctan) Since I’d last visited Sarah her career had taken a couple of leaps and turns. (I forgot to say: we did go out to dinner once or twice when […]
I drunk paged him from Sarah’s in the wee hours of the morning. She was asleep on the couch, looking like something from a Renaissance painting, hair flung everywhere and her arm over her eyes. When the phone rang a little while later she barely stirred. I answered it in her bedroom. “Hey.”
“The problem with writing songs with you,” Sarah said in the morning, when I had put the guitar away and she had put some waffles in the toaster, but we hadn’t yet slept, “is that you write these things that sound so great with the guitar riffs and then when you’re gone it sounds kind […]
The word came via voice mail a few days later that Ziggy was flying to New York on Monday, so I called Sarah to see if she was around for the weekend and if she wanted company. She said yes and yes, so I got on a train on Friday morning (where by morning I […]
I don’t know if you noticed, because I certainly didn’t at the time, but I came out to Trav in the course of that little conversation. It was only later that I realized it was no big deal to him. Maybe it’s more important that for once it was no big deal to me. Or […]
Have you ever had a connection to someone where it was like you had the same sense of humor so you didn’t have to explain a lot to them, like you can get halfway through, or even give no explanation at all and they just click with you? I’m doing a terrible job of explaining […]
(Site news: we’re only $10 short of triggering a Saturday post, thanks to donations this week! If you’ve been meaning to donate some time soon, and you want more DGC more quickly, this is a good chance.) — If I had been a different kind of person, I would have kicked down Digger’s door in […]
A hispanic-looking dude with a goatee was in my face. It seemed more likely to me that he was an EMT than an angel. Among other things, he had a flashlight and was lacking in wings. Okay, fine. I closed my eyes again. “Wait wait, hold on a second,” he said, as if it were […]
I’ve gone over that night in my mind hundreds of times. I’ve written songs about it. I have some moments burned into my memory so deeply I see them when I sleep. And I’m still trying to figure out if it was my fault. I’ll always wonder what I could have done differently. I will […]