cd in a frying pan

08.12.22

weirdest summer yet maybe

wall calendar

i left new york, at least for a little while. i went to western mass and played guitar on a friends album. i worked a week at a hotel in the east village and got too drunk every night. i went to maine and took mushrooms and went swimming at midnight with my sibling. now i’m living in the center of a small town, walking to work, making dinner with my girlfriend. we went back to the city for a weekend and shot a video on super 8 with my childhood bestfriend. i’m sitting on songs bc i’m scared to finish them. carlos came to new york and we made the album cover.

gabe at union station springfield

gabe at union station springfield

jim gabe and me

jim gabe and me

-send email list
-update website
-edit photos
-cut draft of pipebomb

falling practice

falling practice

carlos gabe and sarah in the studio

carlos gabe and sarah in the studio

throwing it up

throwing it up

i’ve got a song coming out this month called pipebomb. it’s supposed to go live on the 23rd but it’s still in the process of uploading to DSPs. it seems stuck and i don’t know what to do about it. i’ve been watching a show about dinosaurs. i’ve been reading about them before work. igneous rock vs other kinds of rock (sedimentary, metamorphic). geological time is marked with golden spikes driven into layers of exposed rock. elihu’s time is marked with songs that come out every once in a while. geological time is chronological but elihu’s time feels like it moves forward and backwards and sometimes in circles.

tori on the tent platform

tori on the tent platform

larkin on the laura b

larkin on the laura b

tori and noah working on late 2 work

tori and noah workin on late 2 work

i still work 4 days a week but i work 40 hours again. i come home after dark after a few drinks. tori comes home with me. we share a cigarette on the porch. there’s a bar down the street from my new house called p.i.c.c.s.. i don’t know what that stands for. it closes at 8:30 and it’s closed on sunday. i’m trying to go as often as i can. when i go in it’s always almost, empty save for the same few older men. they tell jokes and buy each other drinks. most weeks i can only go on monday and tuesdays, but this week i’ve had every afternoon off. in the evening i bike to the river and go swimming. then i come home and change out of my wet clothes and i go to p.i.c.c.s.. i get a shot of whiskey and a genesee and french fries. tori gets a vodka soda and we eat the fries together.

presave pipebomb here