Suffering For My Craft

Since I can't seem to write anything without someone freaking out and asking me to take it down - (3 times this month!!!)...

Check this out: My bruises from playing the tambourine this past weekend.

You should see the ones on my ass...

I spent most of the weekend hanging out at my friend Chris Swenson's studio while he recorded a band from Starksville. An impromptu party started Friday night and lasted for about two days straight. I ended up bailing on a bunch of shows that I had planned to attend, but I was having way too much fun singing, dancing, filming, and drinking down on Cleveland. I heard the final product last night before I headed down to The Buccaneer to hear Devil Train play, and the three tracks they recorded sound great! It was a really great weekend even if I did end up paying for it severely in the end.

Who can read my palm?