My bandmate Mike recently texted me a photo of the $50 check from our first brewery gig and delightedly noted it was the first time he'd received a check for playing music. I texted back, It feels amazing to make $ for creative work! Yay! But also, I'm sorry capitalism makes this feel like the... Continue Reading →
I've always felt it is harder to make friends as an adult. Back when we were all in school, being shuffled into different classes and sports and performances and projects, we were forced to meet and interact with different people all the time. As grown-ups, a lot of long-lasting friendships have been forged, which is... Continue Reading →
True Scrawl 