I went to my tenth high school reunion just before leaving for europe. alcohol - 1 amanda - 0 Ah, not only did the good old days w...

I can't help but find it just plain strange that writers of late have been asking: how does it feel to expose your inner life on your we...

We had a rainy day off and I spent a majority of it losing myself in the best bookstore I've ever seen (www.powells.com ). I picked up w...

We were in Montreal on election day. We played at the Cabaret Music Hall and then dashed back out to the bus to sit and wait and listen to a...

we're stuck in florida, and it's only about 12 days to the election. is it a sign? maybe we'll stay here and count ballots. anyt...

things are wonderful despite the fact that i have a cough and throat infection and feel like two baby porcupines are making love behind my m...

The idea of leaving my home for about three months of touring has me feeling miserable and ecstatic at the same time. While touring is wonde...

This one was more head-spinning than the last. I honestly had little idea what to expect this time round, and most everything exceeded what ...

we're headed into the studio today (camp street, with sean slade) to put "war pigs" onto magentic tape for posterity. there...

making video for coin-operated boy is fucking tiring

i wonder how much of myself i'm really entitled or expected to reveal. everybody sees something different, desires something differen...

i've been packing deep into the night (we leave for paris in the morning) and out of the blue, this scrawny little little siamese kitten...

We had a schedule from hell: 48 hours packed with three shows and not enough naps for my taste. After our show at The Viper Room (which w...

i found a new piano, finally......a yamaha. we're still getting to know each other, it's awkward, but going well. things have been ...

something happened today that was horrible enough to write about. so, in the wonderful time off i'd had of late, i've been shopp...

with less than 24 hours to spend in my apartment between trips, it's very amusing to see what happens when i open the front door at 8 pm...

head.......is.........imploding. please god, let me remember why i am doing this in the first place....... make....music....... make........

my beau is doing fine. it's been an excruciating process but bit by bit he started to move his hands, and then his arms, and now he'...

the past few weeks of my life have got to get shelved in my life history as some of the most poetically insane. on new years eve, just as t...

writing in a diary like this has become as frustrating as trying to write in my own journal lately, i feel like i have too much to say, so i...