Hello. On my way to Eindhoven after a cancelled flight and I’ll be away for 2 days to play an American Nightmare set. Then back to LA for 2 days. Then to Berlin for two Cold Cave shows.

Not sure how much more flying I want to do. It brings too much emptiness in my stomach. Maybe it’s the cocktail of missing what I love vs bureaucracy and physics and nature and body and soul. Maybe I’ll do what I’ve committed to for the next short while and then tend to the garden and write poems for the next yea...