I honestly believe there is a time for everything. Right now it is time for Christmas and that is why it is freezing outside. Nature knows! Christmas is getting close so Pennsylvania gets cold, haha. Ok, not like that but you get the point. Tuesday I had to cancel my gig at LaRose that was [...]
Monthly Archives: November 2009
Grandpa LaRose, Come Close…
November 24, 2009 – 4:18 pm
I went to LaRose last night which is right on Germantown Ave. I mentioned it before in an older post, “Oldies n Undies…” or something. I did a two song set. Those guys like me in there. Every time I walk in it’s like hitting up grandma’s house. I’m just sayin the atmosphere is so [...]
Hey, Steel City! Who Do You Love?
November 18, 2009 – 9:29 pm
Thursday night I hit up Steel City in Phoenixville to try out my new song, “Who Do You Love.” I don’t write many relationship/break up songs because there’s a list of them out there longer than time can remember and we all know how much I love originality. But I wrote this one thinking that [...]
Fluff and Stuff
November 17, 2009 – 8:27 am
In protest of our post modernistic society that hasn’t quite found God: If evolution were true I think we’d all be a lot less fragile by now. I don’t know about you but living makes my heart hurt. I’m broken and the hammer is still pounding away. And when I look out I see the [...]
Grown Small
November 16, 2009 – 12:57 pm
I wonder if you grow up all at once. I’m wondering if you wake up one morning grown. If not then I’ll have to assume all that stuff we learned about adults when we were kids was just fluff. I mean I’m here. Physically I’ve climbed the mountain. I’ve reached the top and the ground [...]
AMELIA! America’s feminist Sweetheart
November 9, 2009 – 11:50 am
I recently saw the Amelia Earhart movie. The first thing I thought was “FEMINIST…” and then I thought “I wanna be her when I grow up!” People have always painted me as an activist. I guess it’s true. There’s always been a large amount of anger inside of me, soothed only by maturity (well kinda). [...]
