I grew up taking piano lessons. At the age of twelve, I had an intense summer camp crush on this boy who played guitar. It's a good thing my love was unrequited; I returned home from camp feeling like a big dork and decided that piano wasn't a cool (or mobile) enough instrument. I told my mom I wanted to start playing guitar, and picked one up. Six years into it, I finally started writing songs. Fifteen years later here I am and I'd like to thank Collin, wherever he is, for not liking me back.
Yo Alisha! What's up? I forgot to tell you, I went to a Saul Williams show a few weeks ago! He was too legit to quit. How are you doing? I should make a journey on up to Brooklynsville so we can hang sometime. Holla back
the problem is that peeps used to plant the seeds from the dirt weeds they bought, in defiance and hopes, yet the weed we recieves these days is so overly hydro- gnarly- not from the seed that i feel bad for all those horticulture edison kids today. good thing yous in a place theys got the real thing.
It's been a good long while. I don't know how often you check out this page, but I'm throwing an album release party tomorrow at the sidewalk and I'd be so glad if you could make it out. I'll be sharing the bill with emily einhorn, mike hatchet and paul estrada. I'm also playing the tea party on saturday with debe dalton and jon houx
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