Dear the internets,
I’ve been away for a while, by my own choice. It is nice being back, but not nearly as nice as the people we hung out with at those crazy punk shows in Little Rock who live in an old dentist office, or even as nice as cigarettes in a quiet parking lot late at night in Memphis listening to distant jazz coming from around the corner, not as nice as a impromptu hike up a mountain to sit on top and overlook hundreds blue hills, or a huge cupcake from a shop called Fat Bottomed Girls, or reaching hands into a natural hot springs spilling out of a rock.
It’s not me, it’s you. You’re not that great, really. Sorry.
Though the internets, I do feel obliged to let you know that we’re in Texas now. Next Pocket Vinyl shows are happening at SXSW.