i mean.... uh... what's up with you? haven't seen you in a while... everything ok?
i mean... if it's not... i hear ya. it's a mixed bag here. i wish there was something i could do.

it turns out, i am Gunshy. the handle. the man. and i own the Gunshy Army.
We make music, and i write stories.
but Gunshy Army needs a bassist, and probably another guitarist at some point. i would love a keyboardist somewhere int he mix, but we don't have enough room yet. in the practice space nor in the songs themselves... it's me and Roddy making shit happen.
making music. the NG standards, and songs anew... hopefully, shit that moves you, shakes you, and holds you.

and we're making it amidst this backdrop... of the campaigns, the media chatter, the practice, the love, and the fun... and the joy of making music all by itself. don't anyone ever lose hope. love. be loved. let me say goodnight before i make a fucking total fool of myself :P