I love my city

Doug and I are holed up trying to unpack ready for our grand Driveway Sale, but we meant to go out and Do Things this weekend. Ill­ness pre­vented most of it (sorry espe­cially to Stu who was DJing at Car­ni­vore with Michaela VJing; we really wanted to...

New Orleans night out

Arrived in New Orleans and wandered around the Vieux Carré. Res­isted the impulse to revert to Anne Rice and Poppy Z Brite fangirl wor­ship (but did go to Bourbon St for Lost Souls’ sake). Ate oysters there. It’s an awful strip of strip clubs now. The rest...

It must be the horns

There’s just some­thing about ten-piece man-bands that com­bine latin rhythms, reggae beats and horns that do it for me. Cat Empire (Mel­bourne), Les Hur­le­ments d’Léo (Bor­deaux) and Ozo­matli (Los Angeles) just make my hips sway, my feet move, my smile ache and my...

These are a few of my favorite new things

Things are sort of starting to settle down here. I’ve had another week of extraordinary busy­ness and some emo­tional upheavals on the home front (if I owe you e-mail, please be patient for just a touch longer). I’m trying hard to focus on the pos­it­ives,...

Elle est là…

Eternal grat­itude and props to e_dan who saw fit to pur­chase Ember Swift tickets for tonight’s gig at The Corner. The day at High Vibes was marred by shocking weather (freezing winds and pouring rain) and an impor­tune inter­rup­tion in the form of magazine work,...