Her Name Is Si.

By Amanda Dums From Thailand. Her legs cross as we walk by. I notice her and wonder at her sullen stare, but pass on with the rest of my group into the bar complex of Soi One. It’s a slow night being a Sunday and Mother’s day here, nonetheless we once again went to investigate … Continue reading Her Name Is Si.

Bok Choy and Community

By Mariah Secrest My drummer Nick is a swell guy. He let me wear his t-shirts when we performed in prisons because I only had cute little girly shirts and his shirts swallowed me, which is good when youre a girl singing in front of all 18-year-old male juvenile felons. Nick never paid attention when … Continue reading Bok Choy and Community