If you just opened this like I told you to, tie yourself down to whatever chair you’re sitting in, because this email is going to be a rough fucking ride.
Charlotte’s Web (Darker Version)
Pack yer corduroy overalls and a fetching sun hat ‘cause I’ll be playing solo at the Colorado Folks Festival in Lyons, CO this summer! Come say hello! August 16-18. Summer! Folk music!
Found this rolling around the dustier corners of the Internet. From Under the Radar’s 2004 “protest issue.” MARRIAGE EQUALITY NOW!
And! This is happening May 2nd at the Fillmore in San Francisco. Tickets on sale now! HERE!
I’ll be heading back to the Newport Folk Fest this summer, playing solo. Standing upright. (Photo by Ryan Mastro, purloined from here)
We are dealing with something that does not exist.
“At the end of the last Ice Age, fifteen thousand years ago, we find man an intelligent hunter and an artist as good as any since.” — The Wonderful World by James Fisher; illustrations by Kempster and Evans (1954)
pg. 21, Father’s Short Temper by Paula Kitchens (Scholastic, 1958)
So this is me, a few nights ago, singing R.E.M.’s “You Are the Everything” with Peter Buck, Ben Gibbard, Jenny and Nate. I didn’t need to practice much; I’d sung it a million times, it feels like, in my bedroom as a shy, introverted fourteen-year-old, probably making sweet, sentimental eye-contact with the picture of Mary Stuart Masterson above my desk.