February 7th, 2009


sympathetic magic, beer and morphine hallucinations

Yesterday I rested like a maniac during the day, with the aim of making it to a gig in the evening, finally breaking my stir-crazy-trapped-at-home-by-ice time. On a whim I tucked the magic marker I'd given to gingerprincess to sign my cast into my pocket and by the end of the night, it was signed and scribbled all over. Whether from that, the dancing or the beer, it feels a lot more comfortable today. The gig was great, Space Heroes deafened us nicely with a new vocoder and first support band, Picture Book, were like a little slice of dreamy summer in the middle of our frozen february.


... and there's alsothis week's strip, more getting it out of my system than celebrating. Something more fun next, I promise.

1,3,5am - detail
1,3,5am - detail
Morphine, kids - just say no.