Rock-lag and the ghost of Tom Sheehan
Saturday, February 23rd, 2008Here’s what my day was like yesterday: Viv and I hop out of bed around 5:45 am-ish. Viv hops in her car and heads west to get her boys and bring them home, ahead of the massive snowstorm bearing down on New England. I prepare my things carefully, grab my laptop and bass guitar, and [...]