Certo! Io pensando che bevono tutto il espresso, e possible che mangio il gelato per il dolce.

Disgruntled, disheveled, and an extremely tired David with a renaissance florentine dome in the background

Hey. This edition of #WTAFWednesday is a weird one. Not as weird as that UN speech, or the Tylenol thing, or as insanely bad as what appears to be a fully functioning death camp in Florida. It’s weird because I haven’t slept since Monday night and I’m in Firenze.

A black-and-white picture of a disheveled and disgruntled David, staring into the camera with brick buildings across the street in the background

Morning. #WTAFWednesday is here again and even dumber right on schedule. like seriously did they think anyone would believe those texts? Or really anything they’ve said? I’m just gonna assume this is confirmation that they are as stupid as I’ve long assumed.

Disgruntled and disheveled David looks into the camera standing on the sidewalk with brick buildings behind him

Somehow it still lives. So it’s another #WTAFWednesday. Can we just do a Nepal already ffs? I’d frankly be happy if all we managed to pull off is a Brazil. Really anything but this.

Disheveled and disgruntled, David looks into the camera with extreme displeasure in his eyes

Fuck. It didn’t happen so I have to keep doing these stupid posts, registering my extreme displeasure at the extremely stupid fascism currently afflicting us. Goddammit #WTAFWednesday just keeps going

Me and Ryan would love to provide some protest music for local actions, I’m sure we can make something work. See you in a few weeks back at the market!

album cover - Daring Coyotes on the top border, title Tales from Mount Tom bottom border, and a black and white picture of a border collie on a mountain with a black frame in the center.

New album out now on Bandcamp! Got my buddy Ryan playing bass on this but my OCD got the best of me and I played every other note on here. Enjoy! it's psychedelic alt country rooted in bluegrass picking and classic song writing! daringcoyotes.bandcamp.com

Boo That Man! - Radio Edit

I wound up playing protest songs across from @indivisible01027.bsky.social at the farmers market today and we got to chatting. Good times. I was telling them about Boo That Man, the song Brokestring wrote that we recorded and put out, and my new song Outlandish Times (coming to streaming next week.

Deeply disgruntled and disheveled, David looks into the camera standing on the sidewalk

Hey. It’s #WTAFWednesday again and I’m kinda running on fumes. All I really got is ACAB and if you work for ICE I heard that castrating yourself is the Joe Rogan approved hack to meeting your quota and bagging that abduction boss bonus. Don’t wait, they’re definitely going to pay folks those bonuses

Disgruntled and disheveled David looks into the camera with dismay

Morning. Fuck, somehow he’s still not dead yet and I have to keep doing these WTAFWednesday posts like time still has any meaning. Although on the plus side, the fact that he hasn’t been struck by a bolt of lightning does confirm the nonexistence of a kind loving God.

Deeply disgruntled and disheveled, David looks into the camera standing on the sidewalk in front of his house

Morning. Fuck. It’s #WTAFWednesday and I have…. thoughts. Incoherent sleep deprived thoughts. Mainly about how much I would like to see that long rumored incoming asteroid make a direct impact to that fucking plane. Preferably mid air on its maiden flight with the new paint job while he’s on board.

Black and white photo of a disgruntled, David, looking directly into the camera with disheveled hair and brick mill buildings across the street behind him

Morning. The space time continuum appears to be on a fuck ton of bath salts because somehow it’s been a week since the last #WTAFWednesday. Only positive of this week is that now if someone asks me why I’m an atheist I can just say it’s because lightning didn’t hit that motherfucker on the roof.

Disgruntled and disheveled David looks into the camera on a hot sunny afternoon with brick buildings across the street behind him

Shit it’s #WTAFWednesday. Yada yada yada shits fucked. Genocide bad, fascists can get fucked. I don’t know just didn’t want to miss a week registering my displeasure with reality. JD Vance fucks couches.

A deeply disgruntled and sleepy David looks into the camera standing on the sidewalk with brick buildings across the street behind him

Morning. Another decade long week has passed and #WTAFWednesday is here again. I’m still disappointed that the largest great white shark that’s been tagged didn’t eat JD Vance yesterday when they were both in the waters off Nantucket. He’s such a chode.

I’ve had bad psychedelic trips that were more normal than the last six months ffs.

A deeply disgruntled and disheveled, David looks into the camera standing on the sidewalk with brick buildings across the street behind him

Morning. #WTAFWednesday is here again and I have no clue what’s even going anymore. Reality has jumped the shark. This timeline is so askew it makes the leaning tower of Pisa look perfectly level. *this is about fascism*

A disgruntled and disheveled, David stands on the sidewalk, looking into the camera with large brick buildings across the street behind him

Morning. it’s a pretty fucked up #WTAFWednesday given that armed incels are occupying LA and intimidating kids in city parks and ICE is snatching people off the streets of my own small city on the other side of the country. FUCK.

I think starting with a notated melody just traps you on the page. bluegrass is a by ear tradition and you just gotta start playing through over the chord changes until your ear starts picking out the melody. the notes are usually all there in the chord shapes or just a half step away.

just show up and jam. bluegrass lead mandolin is more about the double stops and arpeggios than pure note for note melody. woodshed G, A, D and C major scales and a few double stops to hit when the chords change and jump in the deep end.

I mean, tbh, most of human history suggests that if there is a God, they are definitely a big enough dick to allow that to happen.

A black and white image of a deeply disgruntled and disheveled David as he stands on the sidewalk with brick buildings across the street behind him

morning. It’s another #WTAFWednesday and a great day for an asteroid to come out of nowhere and just make a direct impact on the white house. probably won’t happen, but I also didn’t think there’d be alligator themed merch being sold for a concentration camp so you never know.

oooo I like that.

i’m not sure how I feel about stickers using the problematic phrase that I just posted about. I do like fighting back against fascism.

I know folks like alliteration. but it's not Alligator Alcatraz, or Alligator Auschwitz. Don't accede to their branding, it's the DeSantis Death Camp and likely only the first one to be built. People are going to be murdered by the government there and Ron will have made it happen.

i mean, kind of? but peanut butter isn’t riddled with syphilis (at least it usually isn’t)

If we hit our goal ($50k to go!) by Sunday night, we’ll make merch of me flipping off a transphobe.

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like if you had a really racist Neighbor, who would plow the cul-de-sac every time it snowed for everyone on the block. Then he got rid of his plow and started a meth lab in the garage and started doing target practice in the front yard in an American flag speedo. At least that’s the vibes

I always thought we cared about appearances enough to fake it better. Like we were still doing terrible things but also a few nice ones. Ceasing to do any of the nice things really puts all the shit in stark contrast.

you mean doing them again?