Hello again!
I hope your week has been wonderful.
Here are some “things.”

J.MACK
The drawing pictured above is by my good friend Jessica Mack. I lived with Jessica a few years ago and must say she was one of the best roommates I’ve ever known. I looked forward to our conversations which usually lasted into the wee hours of the morning, her smile, bike rides, walks to the used book store or spikes veggie hot dog stand.
She is so darn inspiring. One of those people in the world who live their whole life like it itself is a work of art (the way we all should).
Each painting was a newborn baby she had carried inside her and birthed. The love she had for each was altogether staggering and igniting. I have been fortunate enough to see her explosive progress over the past few years and now seems a good time to share some of her work with you. I hope you enjoy what you see (keep in mind these paintings and drawings are a year old). I’ve seen some of the new works and I can’t begin to stress how amazingly far she is taking all that she creates.

TEA AND RECORDS
Almost every night for the past week I’ve been lucky enough to share many late nights with my co-worker, friend, neighbor and musical explorer/teammate, David Bohill (he was a member of Sunburned and is currently a member of See-through band). Our nights, now affectionately dubbed “tea and records,” involve the two of us discussing and tossing around many subjects such as; music, bands, artists, work gossip, dogs we love, ideal “bands, “etc. And of course, listening to a whole bunch of mind blowingly amazing music. Every night there is a new Coltrane record (it was ascension last night) and a few nights back it was TALK TALK.
I am going to focus this week on MARK HOLLIS, singer of the aforementioned band. His record (S/T), released in 1998 might be the only thing you should be listening between the hours of 2:30 and 3:30am. A time when there is no way to know if you are up late at night or if you have crossed that invisible line into the earliest of morning. It has been my soundtrack for this transitional period, which I have come face to face with on many of these winter nights. Mark helps me to come down off the mountain of the day/night I have just lived and delivers me into my warm bed, kissing each of my ears. The textures created on this album are pure. They are gentle waves lapping at the winter sand, each more beautiful than the last. Listen for yourself and be the judge.