Books are my drug of choice. The worlds that I've found within them have saved my life and my heart. When my house burned to the ground and I was lost, I went to the local coffee shop and grabbed a dog-eared copy of Anne Rice's Interview with a Vampire from the shelf and escaped with Lestat. For a few hours, I forgot about all that I lost. Books have
I woke up bleary eyed this morning with no regrets. I played music with my friends and sang into the night until the moon moved towards shifting places with the sun in the sky. I woke up late not having anything written for the Danger Diary today. With songs swimming in my head and no other thoughts. So I asked you. John Holmes and Sarah Whiterabbitdays on the other side of the world wanted to know about my
experienced CARhenge. We were wild things living in a van. Everything was closed and no one was around for miles. And there it was
On October 18th, our Revolver Kickstarter launches. It's brought up a lot of emotions for me. The idea of going for it - no matter what happens. The idea of walking up to your wildest dream and saying - "You. You're mine. I claim you. I'm not afraid anymore." And that's a lie. You are afraid. But you do it anyway. Because