St. Patty’s Day gig was fun.
Gonna eat a ton of food and drink a ton of water now to fight off tomorrow’s hangover.

St. Patty’s Day gig was fun.

Gonna eat a ton of food and drink a ton of water now to fight off tomorrow’s hangover.

I’m just going to start an ongoing series of screenshots of my band’s Facebook chat, because these shenanigans are too funny not to share. 

I’m just going to start an ongoing series of screenshots of my band’s Facebook chat, because these shenanigans are too funny not to share. 

Bad cameraphone pictures of the new Tanglewood Nashville dreadnought I just bought for my BFF, kudzujulep. She has preemptively named it “Eliza Jane.” 

A word of advice: if you have a music store near you that sells guitars by the small, UK-based company Tanglewood, buy one. They’re still a well-kept secret so they’re pretty affordable, and they’re just as good as all the Martins I’ve ever played. Seriously, this thing sounds and plays so great it’s unbelievable.

THIS IS SOME BULLSHIT

THIS IS SOME BULLSHIT

supbreaux:

This has turned into quite a 504 day.

I don’t care if I have girly taste: Abita Strawberry and Shiner Ruby Redbird are my favorite beers. 

supbreaux:

This has turned into quite a 504 day.

I don’t care if I have girly taste: Abita Strawberry and Shiner Ruby Redbird are my favorite beers. 

Parents Called Me on Speakerphone
Me:So I ran seven miles yesterday. I'm really hoping to do a half-marathon soon.
Dad:It's so great that you're running so much! My daughter's a runner. How cool!
Mom:Really great, baby.
Me:Thanks! It's given me a lot of confidence. I just wish I had discovered it earlier.
Mom:And it's great that you don't smoke anymore!
Me (exhaling drag):Y-yeah. Yeah, totally.
  

atranscriptofheartbreak:

"I’m afraid I just wrote a song while Eileen (Rose) was playing … I just wrote this a couple of minutes ago so we’ll see if it’s any good. I’m not sure what it’s about yet. I think it’s about covering elephants in tin foil for no good reason."- Ryan Adams, November 15, 2000

Took a walk with you 
In the shadow of my shoes 
Danced around the broken blues 
In the dirty summer rain 
Moonlight on the cars 
Parked in single file at bars 
With a thick and rosy smoke 
Waving its busted hand

He’s an eccentric maniac, but he writes an amazing song every time he sneezes.

Also, this is another one of my favorite spring/summer driving-with-the-windows-down songs.

Band Chat
Me:what are we thinking for monday's setlist?
Toby:penis
Me:was waiting for that
Toby:Good looking gal like you won't have to wait long for that
Toby:Sorry I am at PKs
Toby:I did not eat dinner
Toby:And am playing a gig
Me:i was about to ask, how's that bourbon treating you?
Toby:I immediately regret my decision
Toby:I'm ok I have a parachute
Nate:Buck up you sissy. You got a gig!
Me:this might be the wine talking, but you guys are my favorite
Toby:Come to PKs avengers assemble
Toby:Someone get me some hotdog gif. Stat
Josh [blind banjo player who somehow uses facebook]:on my way captain
Me:http://gph.is/12gjHac
Toby:You are the wind beneath my wings
Toby:O formfucks sake more jagerbomvs
Toby:I might die
Toby:Someone begin me food
Toby:Or a stomach pimp
Toby:Code eleven
Toby:Piper down
Me:omg i'm dying
Me:drunk toby is the best
Toby:Playze halp

I miss the South somethin’ fierce. 

I’m contemplating moving back down before next winter hits. I like myself better as a recovering Yankee. 

I have listened to this song thousands of times and it still means everything to me.

I used to love to blast it in my ‘88 Volkswagen convertible in the summer with the hot wind rushing around me.

(Source: Spotify)