02 23 09 1:06 |No comments yet A room ful of strangers

This photo of Lenny mssing with the turntable sort of sums up my January and February. Balancing on nothing, almost falling off every few seconds, but touching a lot of things and making weird noises. It's been a hectic and challenging few weeks. But I'm pleased to report excellent progress some very exciting new projects. The Train and Dial is almost done. My solo record, Everything Burns is almost there. Ryan Widger's record is getting there and still giving me the howling fantods. and the North AM demo is taking shape, but is on hiatus until after tax season. I'll have all this up for your listening enjoyment ASAP. Turns out that bourbon is mostly corn, and rye is mostly rye. Oh, and it's illegal to distill in your basement in South Philly.

Almost broke myself snowboarding last weekend with Danno. It was awesome. I haven'e been in a few seasons, so it was real nice to get back on it. Damn box rail though almost broke me in twain. We were the oldest dudes in the terrain park that's for sure. Turns out fluorescent colors are back in, Debbie Gibson is not. They had a house band playing in the bar up there at Elk Mountain. I heard them play Wagon Wheel over lunch, which was very nice. The poconos are good people.The fashion parallels between hipster, snowboard wear and the Culture Club are almost too deep to consider without getting your face all up in a knot. I'd put all three images up here but I'm afraid of opening up a bandana vortex and letting the 4 horsemen of the fashiopocalypse through. 

Below is amazing. Thanks Brad.