the distortion from overdriving the little computer microphone is a little less than pleasing.  but what's done is done.

OK. I know.  I'm a little disappointed too.  But it's just the beginning.  If you stick with me, I'll stick with you, eh?   Well, it was a busy weekend.  I marched as a clown at the Honk fest in Boston on Sunday morning then drove to Shelburne Falls for a great show with Rusty Belle opening for Sonya Kitchell at Memorial Hall.  Then worked some today at labor-ish tasks before playing a super late open-mic feature thang at the elevens. (talk about contrasting performances. yikes.)
So here's my paltry offering. Ta-frickin-da.

just under the wire.

I don't actually feel bad this morning, but I've been there enough times to feel pretty intimate with the material.

OK. So here's what I'm going to try and do for maybe a month or so: I'm going to write a song a day and post it on this blog either in video or audio form.  So from now on this blog will be called a song-a-day.  We'll see how it goes.