studio

back to dj index July, 2010, Austin, Texas. He’s not sure why he started thinking about Madeline again. After all it was 46 years after that summer. Of course, he…

back to dj index The sticky pungent smell of sweat and despair hung in the air like a bad trapeze artist. It was 3am, and he couldn’t sleep. Nothing new…

back to dj index A man walks into a bar. Isn’t that the way these stories always start? In this case the bar was Characters, and it was on 54th…

back to dj index Even through the darkest phase Be it thick or thin Always someone marches brave Here beneath my skin Constant craving Has always been -- kd lang…