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Indianapolis, short and sweet, less is more!    I had a brief but short time staying with my dear Indianapolis friends!  My bus ride was much longer than I'd expected, 8 hours, having been stuck in traffic!  At that point, Megabus decided it would no longer allow my blogging page on their wi-fi network and so I wrote 9 pages of memoir for the blog of the week prior without anywhere to put it.  In the mean-time I also listened to a ton of music, all of which I recommend: Tarkio - "Omnibus" Sleep Bellum Sonno - "Judge us by how we lived our lives not how we made our living" Muse - "The Resistance" Tom Waits - "Frank's Wild Years"       At last, in the afternoon, I arrived in Indianapolis!  The sunlight and warmth was a much preferred contrast to the snowy mid-February Indy that Alexa and I had bundled and trudged through last year.  My friend Aaron picked me up within minutes of my phone call, thankfully! He'd hosted...

    An Early departure in Atlanta Bright and early Max was generous enough to drive me to the bus stop in Atlanta at 6am!  Unbelievable friendship, we said our goodbyes and I waited among the dozens upon dozens of people on the humid sidewalk!  I boarded the bus, where I wrote and read for several hours until I arrived in Nashville at 9:30 am. Recollections and wretched breakfasts   My comedic and talented friend Steve took time out of his morning to pick me up from the bus stop.  You might remember him from the "little piano, BIG MOUTH tour".  Alexa and I stayed with him a year and a half ago, he is in several bands, and he would be playing with his solo project Regdar and The Fighters  later in the evening at a show he'd set up for me.  I'd be staying with him again for the day and performing that show.  We drove back to his apartment, a drive during which we caught up and again I was shocked to feel as if very little t...

Wednesday 6/18 20 Hour Bus to Atlanta          As usual, I woke earlier than I should have, I hugged goodbyes and said my thanks to Ian and Sarah as they were on their way out the door for work. I gulped down coffee and Tony drove me to the bus station at 10:45am. Due to the length of the ride going through the night, it would be the first night in 9 days that I hadn't performed! The 20 hours bus ride was empty and began relatively fine, it was frustrating to find none of the promised amenities the bus offers such as outlets or wi-fi on the bus itself.We stopped at a Burger King very early on and I bought another coffee with the gift card Libby Lefebvre gave me. The air conditioning was constantly on and made for a brutally cold environment. I finished reading  “One” by Richard Bach. The book was gorgeous and incredibly wise, as I've come to expect from Bach and he always delivers. It was very concerned with philosophy, metaphysics, spiritual...

To my wonderful, constant readers and friends and AllOne Family-members, I apologize for being a week behind on these travel journal posts, I am actually all caught up with accounts of the spectacular and peculiar events that have been occurring but the internet access has been spotty, and when Megabus does have wi-fi I've discovered they've banned my blogging website from their access, so I'm unable to make use of the time posting while on these lengthy trips.  Ah, so it goes.  I appreciate your patience and even remote amount of consideration and concern for my whereabouts and well-being!  As I write this preface, it is Monday June, 23rd and I'm currently in "Awake cafe" in Chicago awaiting my impending performance at a nearby venue and am finally able to update these mobile memoirs!  Lets get into it shall we... Where were we? Ah yes, Buffalo New York.... Getting Lost, Getting Help,      Monday afternoon I arrived in Buffalo, which...

Father's Day, Goodbye to my Syracuse family      I started celebrating Fathers day as best I could, with a call to my Dad. I have a lot to be grateful for especially in regards to him and because of him. He stuck by me and did everything he could to make sure I was happy and taken care of. He is a talented musician and is really supportive of all of my musical endeavors and always wishes the best for me. After doing so, celebrating aloud his successes as a father and my gratefulness for him, I spent some time writing. Kyle, Helena and I wished Mr. Crowell a Happy Father's Day as well and after some talking and well wishing we got ready to drop me off at the bus to take me to Rochester. The Crowells are kind and dear people, being sure to remind me that I always have a place to stay in the area “Never pay for lodging when you're in town” they assured “Even if Kyle isn't here, you are always welcome to stay with us”. It is this kind of eye-watering hospitality ...