I am up all night trying to find you and the clock says four a.m. while my grandpa does yoga in the kitchen and I go to sleep in the wrong house and then I banged my head against the wall.
The important stuff: Portland, Boston, guitar, harmonica, voices, words, silences, friends, fans, combining the two, Base Trip Records, Chinatown busses, and free food.
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