Spring is slowly dripping itself to death. Leaves are being pushed out of trees and the smell of grassfires and dog shit is giving way to teenage ferns and soft ice cream. It is true, summer is almost here, and it is the time for bonfire love. Whiskey scented love in the sand. Girls with shiny skin and boys with glossy eyes. Is love the only human thing that follows no cycle?
(Are you infinite, Love? Was I so wrong to throw you in with the changing of weather?)
Matt and I are hard at work for once and for all, his songs and mine. Enjoy the novelty of this weather, and I will be seeing you all soon.
Love,
Christopher
Thursday May 26th, 8:30
Paris Crew Cafe, $5
I'll be playing a set with the Matthew of Higginses. $5 cover and comes with delicious organic foodstuffs!
