September 2018

Now I’m in Pownal, VT at my brothers house in my sleeping bag on the bed trying to stay warm. It turned cold overnight and I’m freezing my ass off. It doesn’t help that I got really sunburned on Tuesday when I went to Surfside Beach to catch some of tropical storm Gordon’s shitty waves and now I’m peeling and freezing simultaneously.  Boston tomorrow to return the rental car, teach some online students and grade assignments, try to get my Berklee/Boston classes in order and prepared and maybe try to warm up a little. Miss Jess and the dogs, I miss my studio, I miss the normal life I’ve never had.

I did have a lot of fun playing at the South Street Café for the last three days. I don’t have an amp up here anymore so I just played through the South St. PA and it sounded fine. I was using a thinline tele that I really dig and that is great for travel because it’s so light. The neck is extremely friendly for some reason and it’s got a really nice vibe. Mother fucker, I just sneezed about 20 times. Now I’m getting a cold. Crap. Crap. First week of Berklee day after tomorrow and I’m going to be sick. Mother fucker.