Music

I came full circle today, and conquered the negative shit that was taxing my chi. I finished the Stone Harbor Triathalon (S-.25M / B-11M / R-3.1M) this morning in 1:12:00 despite a bruised hip that refuses to heal, and a nasty abrasion that continues to threaten infection. I did the swim in 7:40, the ride…

Everything’s healing, my ass — everything keeps breaking! Holy shit, I dunno’ what the deal is. But I was just recording “Pretty Mess” to my minidisc player so I can add it to the below MP3, and I look down and the top of my f***in’ guitar is cracked! It’s just cracked! I didn’t bang…

Everything’s healing. I will triathalon on Sunday. So back to the music… The tour continues to shape up. Looks like we’ll have Kendall Cafe Sunday, Mercury Lounge Monday. Then we have that Friday in Charlottesville, and Monday in Decatur. We have to fill in the middle, and finish up the CD! Kevin reports the remixes…

I keep forgetting that, despite what is now an absurdly pained hip (what am I, 90-years-old?), I did manage to rip MP3s of two of my most recent songs, the first written as I wrestled with leaving Kaua’i, the second written just hours into my return to L.A. I like to think of these songs…

Man, did I come crashing down to Earth today. My bike crash last night has left me pretty f***in’ crippled. I limped to work, dragging my left leg behind me. The abrasions are really nothing. It’s the bruised hip and twisted muscles that have me all gimped out. No amount of Advil helps. I wish…

Tonight’s entry ends blooded and bruised. But it starts well… The day began beautifully: sunny skies, clean air, sweet breezes. Work was great. I got buy in on my L.A. proposal. I’ll be returning to Santa Monica in three weeks, and periodically thereafter, to continue growing MTV Online L.A. That’s cool. That’s a win. Slow…