I always expected to find something waiting for me in Peoria. I'm not sure why I thought this. What I found was nothing. This is a photo of an abandoned hostipal for the incurably insane. I had hoped to explore it but it seems I was a little late.
I managed to write six new songs with my old band that had been mostly non-operational for 20 years. We went into La La Land studios and recorded them and I plan to mix them this week at home.
I read in Louisville and Nashville and explored a dangerous cave with one of my oldest friends. All in all the trip was lovely.