Unemployment about to run out. Not so much as a reply to a single resume sent in over a year. Terrifying thoughts of having to return to a cube and take orders from sniveling, incompetent middle managers and sales dudes who pluralize every noun by adding an ‘apostrophe S’, while making twice as much money as me.
No more.
Moving to from Boston LA to resurrect Eskimo Choir (eskimochoir.bandcamp.com) via an epic cross country road trip in my Pontiac Solstice. Going to try to bang it out in three days. Is that possible? We shall see.
I’d rather fail while trying in the city you’re supposed to make it in, than fade away in this Puritan musical backwater.
