Tag Archives: ziggy

902. Keep On Movin’

I’m not going to lie. Healing was a slow process. It always is. Carynne found us a condo sublet off Comm. Ave. between Mass. Ave. and Boston Common, which put it about four blocks from Bart’s place and maybe ten blocks to the Tower Records where I used to work. The condo belonged to an […]

897. VOLUME 12: Flying High Again

(Here it is folks. The first chapter of book twelve, starting the final arc of Daron’s Guitar Chronicles. -ctan) — Which do you think was harder, facing my vocal coach after almost two months on the road wrecking my throat, or facing my friends and co-workers after having spent all night and part of a […]

889. House of Pain

(Happy New Year, everyone! Here’s to a better 2018, eh? -ctan) — Room service brought us food. Since we were in a fancy suite we had an actual dining table made of some fancy wood. I don’t remember what I ate, but it was very grounding. The headache in my ears intensified, though–I could feel […]

888. Here Comes the Rain Again

That afternoon we had the worst sex ever. Okay, no, that’s an exaggeration. The worst sex is the sex that damages your relationship. This wasn’t that bad, but it was physically stressful, which made it emotionally stressful in a way I didn’t expect. I can’t even tell you whose idea it was. I think we […]

863. Yer So Bad

We took a private car back to the hotel and avoided the throng of fans outside by going through the laundry loading entrance. I could hear them singing “Into the Night” as we came out by the elevators. Ziggy and Barrett had to pause at the back of the lobby to grease the hotel manager’s […]