THE FEED

Vinyl is back from the plant and sounds great. Shipping over the weekend. Thanks for your patience.

Tote bags restocked. Heavy canvas, screenprinted by hand, and big enough for six records and a sandwich.

Reading a book about the history of the cassette. Did you know the inventor wanted it to be a dictation tool? Imagine.

I've been thinking about why I make music, and the honest answer is that I can't stop. I did try, once, for about a year. I took a job with a pension and a parking space. By March I was writing songs in the parking lot at lunch. So here I am, no pension, no parking space, very happy.

Two songs sound done, three are almost done, and one is a pile of ideas in a trench coat.

Packing for the long weekend. Three amps, two guitars, one very loud snare. Lisbon, here I come.