since i've found you sky won't turn blue

from ilenia

From the day I found you love was so insane

text messages received last night.

hiding in new places singing

"i can't smoke after midnight."
"i'm like a gremlin."

what're you doing with your life?

Message from Stephen Howard and Erik Moore, received on 11/14/08 at 4:21 AM, following their performance as part of Glenn Branca's 100 Guitar Symphony in St. Louis, MO:

Stephen: Barrett, you pussy. I can't believe you passed out...pussy. It's 4:20, that's why I called …

we spent our wild youthful days...

i'll drive so far away

last show of tour

dark meal?


pretty much sums up the tour.


on a porch in omaha in the midst of partying. derek and i snacked on the most fucking stale pizza crust ever for so long in the kitchen. it was delicious.

it feels strange that we're going home tonight. i'm excited to see everyone …

it matters where you are

the sun just rose over atlanta unexpectedly

O-B-A-M-A

what a terrible mess i've made of my life

no i never had a job because i never wanted one

cassette cathedral

o dear god...

today it is time to leave new york, post-halloween, all hungover as shit. we've been here so long neesa's place started to feel like home. last night i carried boogie (melissa's sweet as fuck pomeranian) in her handbag to a party on newel. sooooo many …

halloween

every person i hold dear has been mad at me in the past twenty four hours

eveything tastes right

a breezy, sunny halloween for our last day in new york city. happy birthday, mom.