Gemini Season

all's well and good till you've used up all your goodwill

(Apologies if you have seen this twice…I initially posted this in the substack)

Mostly I feel preoccupied with the things that I should be doing. A largely paralyzing sensation. Every waking moment my mind runs like ticker tape detailing all the tasks I haven’t completed and attempting to stack them into the appropriately sized slot to complete them — as if my life is a game of Tetris and somehow I can emerge a champion and not just smushed at the top and forced to start over again. The car registration is expired. I am one step away from completing Very Important Paperwork but can’t seem to get that step finished. I have a 20 minute task to complete that I have been putting off for two months. It is the perpetual feeling of driving around with a bag of clothes to donate but never doing it and honestly never even remembering they are even there in the first place until someone else needs to sit in your backseat.

I suppose it’s logical that the response is to be craving endless expanses of time with no commitments. Living inside Beautyland like a feral creature until my basic needs (hunger/being with my family) emerge but never otherwise coming out. That’s the thing about cravings. So unrealistic. So unsustainable. But I am largely viceless on the brink of my birthday so this will have to do.

The band, you ask? Oh yes. We are still here. We play together more often these days — perhaps having finally emerged from the endless cycles of illness and newborns to achieve a more consistent schedule. We are writing new songs about the interconnected nature of living on this planet while it burns and self exploration and burnout and coping mechanisms for it all. So vague.

We do have some shows coming up:

• June 26th at Last Ditch Bar in Greenfield. This show is with Rose House (nyc), mibble (hadley), and cowperson. A classic four band bill is to DIY shows what a burger and fries is to American cuisine: basically camp at this point.

• July 31st at A-Farm. I am told this is the Asbestos House spot. Message a punk for an address kind of situation. This show is with TIFFY.

• August 1st at Nova Arts in Keene. This is also with TIFFY.

• August 2nd in Albany, NY somewhere TBD. Once again: TIFFY.

• October 1st in Holyoke. Save the date. I promise it will be worth it.

And now: The Comedy of Errors That Is the Vinyl Release of Evasive Sentimental

Our records are still not here! For context, we started the order for these records in September 2025. We scheduled a late February release date because that was a reasonable timeline for completion. I have simultaneously so much to say and nothing at all. Happy Gemini season. If you ordered a record, please know that we will ship them the moment they get to our door.

Alright. That’s enough caffeine fueled confessionalism for a Monday. Funny how many times in the writing process here I have been told by the dotted red lines that the word I’ve used isn’t a word. Technology is uninspired. As always, throw your rectangles away for as long as you can stand it, gum up the works and remember that our time here is short…drink the coffee, hike the hills, swim in the stream, smell the flowers, make the art, be the cringe.

xo.cjc

PS: I watched Secret Mall Apartment (via Netflix) this weekend which is the story of one of my favorite pranks/art installations/protests/adbusters-vibes deals. Strongly recommend. I didn’t think the detailing of how a group of artists built an apartment inside the bowels of the Providence Place mall and were undetected for years could get better than what I had already heard about it but it was…I left it feeling inspired and moved and questioning how I can create more collectively, more temporarily and just…more. Thank you, Michael.