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i’ve been web 2.0 ‘coding’ all day … but there are results! first of all, the unveiling of the new flatbed honeymoon website. it’s technically a blog, cause that’s all i know how to do, but, you know … web presence. find it here. in addition … we have our own kickstarter project up and [...]

just signed the contract for jazz fest! this is good … now eric can stop telling people he ‘thinks’ we’re playing jazz fest. guy’s a riot … very literal at times. (speaking of schmitty, we’re going up to illinois to finish the mix and see the jayhawks in a few weeks. he’s been throwing around [...]

back in san francisco (btw, i just watched ‘milk,’ and as inspiring/sad/inspiring as it was, it really made me want to take a walk down market street to castro and eat at that little 24 hour diner and read the paper and watch people walk by), our old friend jay (jay-o-o-jay, jay olszewski, jay olsekowski, [...]

spent a good hour last night plinking along on the piano to ‘house where nobody lives.’ key of e flat. good piano key, says schmitty. e flat. made me think of mr. waits this morning. found this quote of him talking about his wife. they write a lot of music together: she’s “a remarkable collaborator, [...]

it’s been a banner day down in the old br … a rundown: first of all, flatbed honeymoon got booked at jazz fest for next year! re-read that. thursday, may 5. save the date. details to follow as to time and stage. seriously, re-read all that. disbelief. *** in other news …. drum roll please [...]

took the studio on the road for thanksgiving. took it over to michael book and sarah’s. schmitty took the greyhound. found this photo of buk at michael book and sarah’s: it’s signed: ‘for book. from the buk. charles bukowski.’ gotta ask book about how he knew buk next time i see him. here i am: [...]

it’s been quite a week … on tuesday, flatbed honeymoon had the honor of opening for guy clark at the red dragon. seriously, i’m not even kidding. look … it was pretty fucking amazing. i though schmitty might shit himself before the gig. guy clark’s a hero of his. (two years ago at jazz fest, [...]

could anyone really care about chelsea clinton’s fucking wedding? jesus. i’m going to reiterate a point christian made earlier about the – how do i say this? – perceived shallowness of the lovely bride to be and her beau. chelsea clinton, daughter of a former president, daughter of a former senator, daughter of the secretary [...]

a recent discovery: i have added to my lengthy list of feminized traits – my affinity for fancy hair and skin care products, propensity to cry uncontrollably during songs/movies/tv shows/sporting events, love of cold canned beer in a camouflage coozie (that one’s regional), etc. – with shoe shopping online. browsing, more appropriately, as i’m too [...]

the magnolia cafe in st. francisville loves flatbed honeymoon, and we return that sentiment back ten fold. they even signed us up for two more gigs in the coming months. nice folks, nice food, cute girls. and everyone but me tried out the sleeping quarters this time and they were incredible. jordan and rebecca and [...]