May 23, 2013
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If I could listen to just the Innocence Mission for the rest of my life I would.

May 20, 2013
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New things afoot— here is a track from our show we played at the Stork Club near neon Budweiser signs and John Wayne portraits. Looks like there may be a few more shows coming up in the bay soon!

May 20, 2013
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Forest face

Forest face

May 18, 2013
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(Source: brandtburgess)

May 13, 2013
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Sorry if you’ve seen this a million times. I can’t get over the fact that this awesome scene is set in my skin forever. Two more sessions for shading and color. An exercise in commitment, is how I see it. By Megan Wilson at Analog in San Jose.

Sorry if you’ve seen this a million times. I can’t get over the fact that this awesome scene is set in my skin forever. Two more sessions for shading and color. An exercise in commitment, is how I see it. By Megan Wilson at Analog in San Jose.

May 5, 2013
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May 3, 2013
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Thanks to Spencer.

Thanks to Spencer.

May 1, 2013
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Kurt Vile and the Violators- Jesus Fever

Apr 27, 2013
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Apr 25, 2013
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Apr 24, 2013
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Early spring.

Early spring.

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Apr 23, 2013
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Apr 22, 2013
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Some lines from the forthcoming chapbook. There are old, and loosely formed, but by this point need to be cast out into the world like a fly into the river. I took some small stones from Psalms and Hemingway, if that makes up for my own insufficiencies. 

Some lines from the forthcoming chapbook. There are old, and loosely formed, but by this point need to be cast out into the world like a fly into the river. I took some small stones from Psalms and Hemingway, if that makes up for my own insufficiencies. 

Apr 22, 2013
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Time to admit that I’m the quiet type. That I can’t make jokes or drink enough to keep up with anyone anymore. I may have been chasing someone else’s dreams since 2008. No longer, time to cross the river water. I think I’ll move and live lonely for a while. Santa Rosa is fine this time of year. It will be nice to have some money in my wallet and some space to wake up to. Hard work forthcoming. 

Time to admit that I’m the quiet type. That I can’t make jokes or drink enough to keep up with anyone anymore. I may have been chasing someone else’s dreams since 2008. No longer, time to cross the river water. I think I’ll move and live lonely for a while. Santa Rosa is fine this time of year. It will be nice to have some money in my wallet and some space to wake up to. Hard work forthcoming. 

Apr 20, 2013
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Small reprieve, weekly documentation 4/12-4/19:

- I have been given a few hours by a campfire, calmth and warmth on the brain.

- I have a new resolve to finish the “book” or “collection” or “project” called Hawk Hill that I started many years ago. My life feels empty without a massive written unfinished behemoth near its center.

-I heard a hawk flapping its wings in the dark tonight above the fire and below the moon. That sound is pretty unforgettable. 

-My dude has the most astonishing soul of anyone I have ever met. Such a mega gracious-hearted hard-working chiller. I am never afraid when he is around. 

- For every selfish person there are ten people who knock me dead with their kindness. 

- “In the hallway/in the kitchen/I can hear my own blood clicking/So I stand there and I listen/till the glowing begins”

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