23 til...

twenty three days until we record escapist vs exit. and then the madness begins, mixing mastering, cd art, listening parties, more parties, searching for a record label, booking agent, book a tour, play the tour, beg radios to play our songs, harass bloggers. essentially gear up for another year of scraping by and seeing alot of the country from a car window. and then new songs...



today is bittersweet. i'm nostaligic for things i've never done? like kite riding in the rockies with my ex-ivy league classmates. letter writing and drinking tea with isabella v, as she does her best bette davis out the back door...

another long walk today, and leave raking until band comes over tonight for a pep talk. strange position- trying to lead people, i can hardly lead myself, and lean toward anarchist/marxist side of social structure, or lack of one. apparently i got tack though, i've been told. we'll see...

here's to a new album almost to the can... and another year of getting to do what i was made to do.

-c