{JAM} Conor Oberst: Another Travelin’ Song

My inner 15 year-old’s dreams came true last Friday. The Kiwi and I went to see Conor Oberst at the Orange Peel in Asheville. I’ve seriously wanted to see him for so long and this was the first time it worked out. They say good things come to those who wait, and let me tell you, it was a.m.a.z.i.n.g. If you’re a fan, or even if you’re not {yet}, go see him live. He will rock your world.

This one has been in my head all week long. What are you listening to? Doing any travelin’ this weekend?

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Servus München + I’m Going Back Home: Nina Simone

This was supposed to post yesterday. Oops. Somewhere in the middle of getting up at the crack of dawn, getting on a plane, an 11 hour flight, and then getting to see our friends and family for the first time in a a year and a half that obviously that didn’t happen. So just pretend like it’s still yesterday. Okay? Thanks.


Our last day Munich has arrived. This past Saturday we officially handed over our wonderful apartment that has been the best first home we could have asked for. Today, we get on a plane.

Christmas time in Germany is magical. Twinkling lights on the streets, the smell of glühwein everywhere you go, and the lebkuchen, oh the lebkuchen. We just couldn’t miss this season completely. We didn’t have to be in the States quite yet, so we stayed and said goodbye to Munich properly.

There were coffee and dinner dates with friends that filled our hearts, trips to Christmas markets and cups of glühwein that filled our tummies, and most of all, moments when we took a look around and thanked our lucky stars we got to call this place home for the past two years.

We are so very loved. Thank you so much to everyone that made our time in Munich so incredibly special. We will miss you tons and you’ll always have a place to rest your head if you’re ever in Asheville.

But for now…

{JAM} Seven Handle Circus: Blue Ridge Called My Name

When I was younger, I really wanted to play an instrument.

I tried the piano,

the recorder,

the clarinet,

the guitar.

I just couldn’t get it. Music, despite my best efforts, was not my thing. And that’s okay. I am not a musician, but man, do I love being surrounded by music.

The good kind of music.

The kind of music that calms your soul.

The kind of music that makes you involuntarily dance around with a batter-covered whisk in your hand.

The kind of music that makes you think. The kind of music that makes you feel something.

This band… they’re the good kind. And it would pretty much make my day if y’all would head over to their kickstarter, watch their video, and think about backing them so that they can make a full length album full of gems like this…

Update: The Kiwi thinks that, in the interest of full disclosure, I should mention that I know about these cats because I went to high school with one of them. I didn’t mention it because I wanted to promote the band, not my feeble connection to it. They never asked me to promote them and I’m definitely not being compensate for it. I just genuinely think they are great and would like nothing more than to see them succeed so that I can listen to more of their excellent music. Really I’m just incredibly selfish.