Please vote for Brown Recluse Sings on this site, so that we may play at Philly Car Share's battle of the bands. You do have to register on the site, but the whole process takes less than two minutes. We're close to the bottom of the list ( Read more... )

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Somebody swooped in and stole the shit out of my Polaroid camera tonight!

I guess it's not a big deal, since I got it for like, one dollar - but still. What a shitty, disrespectful move!

Other than that, tonight was totally legendary. Photos to come?

From "Missed Connections" on Philadelphia's Craigslist:

Brown Recluse Sings bass player - Tritone 10/13 - 22 ( Read more... )

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...where I constantly shoot myself in the foot without knowing it, and then have to suffer the consequences without being able to explain it.

I have to "get my shit together."

While riding my bike down Chestnut, somebody leaned out of a Jeep Cherokee and shattered a bottle over my head! Luckily, I'm smart enough to wear a helmet, so it mostly just made a loud noise and went down my shirt a little ( Read more... )

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I'm sitting on the floor in my temporary room at The Compound in Philadelphia. Big changes have been well underway for some time, but they're finally starting to sink in. Another day, another bitter taste of reality. I lost someone close to me tonight...not a death of the physical body but rather a passing of an era. Things that could have or ( Read more... )

12:15 AM Friday. I realize that I am out of razors and soy milk, and my forehead has been bothering me so I want to pick up some kind of vegetable glycerin soap or something. Even though my eyes are half closed, I put on my sneakers on whisk out the front door. I clumsily half-trot/half-jog down the walkway, across the gravel driveway to my car ( Read more... )