u look so dreamy

Had a dream i was at a Dean Wareham show. He was having trouble remembering lyrics, and somehow the neck of his gtr kept banging into things which would make it go out of tune. He had just begun BROWN WHEAT by Jimmy Friedman/El Destroyo when he got a funny look on his face. I realized that he had forgotten everything about the song, chords and lyrics both. I was sitting in the balcony with some other gals and we started singing the song for him, while another fan down below near the stage shouted out the chords to Dean. Dean seemed all fine with this, it looked like he was actually enjoying it. Yeah ok Dean, WHATEVER.
Here's ACC's version of BROWN WHEAT.  It's a beautiful song.  Maybe Dean and Britta should record it.

wagon/waffles

"Place" for sale in ACC's favorite west Marin town, Bolinas.
Trying not to eat waffles right now.
And how YOU doin'?

sans title

Someone has been leaving big chalk and pencil drawings on the windshields of cars parked in the WPH lot.
That's it for now. More exciting news as it happens.

i'll be your toaster

Still no tour or shows or anything...2busy ridin' that train.

cuppa kim

Trying a new brand of coffee this week in honor of a certain someone.
Still no tour or shows or anything...2busy playing hide-the-accordion.

stuffed

My stocking was stuffed with this sparkly bright-light flashlight.  It comes in handy looking for leaks in the hull.
Hey!  Who is that down there?  Izzat YOU?

twas the night b4 chrishmish and all i got was this toilet seat

Seriously tho, thank u my sweetheart. What a sweet gift.
Still no tour or shows or anything...2busy purging.

woke up and got his ascot

great highway san francisco december 22,2012

Ahh, Ocean Beach...home sweet home.

pick a bottle off the table peel the label tell a fable

The editors at MY NON-TOUR DIARY are proud owners of a new table, handmade by Matt Turrini. The fir wood comes from a small sustainable farm on a ridge in northern Cali. Matt drove his truck up there to choose the wood then drove it back down to Sausalito where he worked on it in one of the boatyard work spaces. By looking at the grain of the wood Matt can tell u what kind of weather conditions the tree was living in from year-to-year. He pointed to a specific area of the table and said "Whoa! This was a really hard winter for the tree!"
And here's Matt's darling partner, Joy Turrini, proprietess of the Low Tide Club in Sausalito.
Still no tour or shows or anything...2busy wrapping things up.

long island sound

A coupla posts back i mentioned a poem i'd heard on WPKN's PURE show and that i wanted 2 post it here for u but couldnt find it online anywhere. Magically, it showed up in my mailbox today, complements of the author. I'm happy to post it I really wanted u to hear it yay. x0x0

lil jaws

Last night in the dark fog a loud low-flying plane was making me uneasy. Here's what happened:
   R: Siri, what the hell is flying overhead?
   Siri: Would u like me to search the web for 'what the hell is flying overhead'?
   R: No thanks, but have u heard of Angel Corpus Christi?
   Siri: Interesting.
 Still no tour or shows or anything...2busy eating ice cubes.

blew christmas

my pal foot foot

Still no tour or shows or anything...2busy smelling nice.

trailer tales

Exciting musical news:  ACC's handsome friend/former bandmate George Earth played guitar and co-wrote the music for this trailer for Cathryn Bigelow's Zero Dark Thirty. Sa-weet, G! U gotta love his playing.
In other musical news, what a surprise the playlist was on PURE today... all spoken word and featured a sensational guest, Vincent Quatroche. One of the pieces Vincent read was about what it feels like to walk into Long Island Sound, all senses on high. It was so beautiful and gave me chills. Wanted to post it here but cant find.
And i got a kick out of Jean Shepherd's 'The Clown'.  ACC & R gonna get on the couch in a minute and listen to it again. (Remember Clown Sex by Bruce Anderson/MX80?)

but u were up to your old tricks in chapters 4 5 and 6

got barnacles?

The scraper-guy hummed little tunes to himself as he worked and now the Whaleknocker is  barnacle-free.

where he went?

Rode bikes into town last night to watch the lighted boat parade and fireworks, but first stopped at Rossetti's to pick up a pizza-to-go. When the baker gal saw R shoot by on his bike she came running out and asked me "Where he went?"
Just hanging around the boat this morning, dancing and trying to decide what to do next.  ( Love the gnarly bottom on this.)

got milk crate?

Who says u cant strap two milk crates to your back and ride them home on your bike?

every rose has its graffiti background

 The mighty O.B.