THE FEED

A small thing: Distant Shores is now on cassette. Fifty copies, hand-dubbed, each one slightly different.

A friend gave me a thrift-store accordion. It sounds like a dying goose, so naturally I love it.

Merch drop on Friday at noon. Not a lot, but enough. Shirts, a tote, a few pins.

In Amsterdam today. Soundcheck at five, pizza at six, the usual.

Day job update: I now repair printers four days a week. Music takes the other three. It works somehow.

Spent the afternoon moving the microphone six inches to the left. That was the whole day. It was worth it.