TIME AND SPACE CAN BE WARFARE

September 5.  Scottsdale, Arizona.

It's 110 degrees.  The sun and clourine are fighting to bath my skin
beneath a thin sheet of ultraviolet shelter.  Memories and a thousand
thoughts seemingly flash up on the back of my sunglasses like
commercials on a screen.  Little airplanes of ideas and all sorts of
questions fly in little circle's above my brain's runway.  Some of
them land, some swoop down and change path, some just hover.

I thought I was taking a vacation.  A departure.  A pause.  What I got
was a boot camp of hyper-thoughts distracting me from my surroundings.
 I guess this is rehab for the extrovert.

This is my punishment for filling my days, mind, and schedule to the
brim without enough time for myself.  Maybe it's just a battlefield
for the past and future to collide and balance themselves out until I
enjoy being in the moment... by myself.

I'm going to start painting again.

This pause is discipline.


September 14.  New York, New York.

At some point, and I'm not sure when, New York became my creative fuel
station.  It's not necessarily the energy that lies within it's jungle
of lights, but it's community.  My friends.  My encouragement.  Thank
you Luke.  Thank you Nate.

I remember why co-writing is healthy.  When you write with someone,
you are simply forced to actually verbally describe an idea instead of
seeping too far inside of your own head.  It's like testing a melody
or lyric out in front of the listener, before it's even complete.

Thanks everybody who had a toast in the wee hours of the morning to
the bread and butter of what keeps some of us artists going:

Music.  Writing.  Playing.  Creating.  Friendship.

The industry is in trouble, but the community and creativity are not.
Thank you, beloved friends, for making the magic real again.


September 24.  El Paso, Texas.

I was fortunate enough to be invited two of my pieces in an art show
in Boston.  It's called "Glovebox's Urban Art Market."  A lot of my
friends and awesome artists have pieces on display.

I was unfortunate enough to have to travel on this day in attempt to
play a show tomorrow.

We were two seconds shy of crossing the border tonight.  Another
margarita please.

Thank you Liz and Jodie for putting on the awesome art show, and
giving artists a fantastic opportunity.

I have a mustache.


October 4.  Airplane.

More importantly:

Thank you everyone who is participating in this site:  Jade and
Cassie- turning an idea into a reality, and to all of my friends who
are passionate about creating... we're here to create a better world
along with our music.

I would write all night, but I've been flying all day and I'm exhausted.

Until next time... cheers.