PJs and Blessings Past

If my life were a recording artist, it'd be primed to release the "mature effort"; I've just moved into a house (which I really like), taken on most of the debts incurred during the last Mothfight tour, and now I'm trying to disentangle the knot left from Jess' move to Brooklyn and our keyboardist Kelli's pregnancy. Both will continue to work and tour with us, but it'll require a hereto untested level of coordination and balance; one that's known only to mothers and CEOs. My vacation-band, Literature (aka Magic Fox Shit) is about to embark on a brief respite which will tear me away from my Adult Situation, for better or for worse and my cat, Noi.

When our culture becomes so self-obsessed that we each inherit our own overzealous biographer, mine might say that this was the point in which my ocean receded as far back from the shore as possible

.e..l...l....i.....p....s...e..s.

so as to make a tidal wave.

I intend to append the following songs to this post so check back.

Kevin Ayers - Song for Insane Times
Laura Gibson - Funeral Song
+more!