While the ivy grew over the door: A period of dormancy 2003-2015

early 2000’s. nate started a restaurant in chicago. tim kept teaching and studied at night, earning a master’s degree. they were in the same city, but busy, busy, busy. then tim met a girl and moved to Ca. the great recession hit. teaching jobs in san diego were scarce. so tim flirted with becoming a physician assistant. 2010, tim’s career change crashed and burned (figuratively speaking), along with nate’s restaurant. tim went back to teaching, got married, and had three daughters. nate went back to indy and started tending bar.

the songs, along with the creative spark of rock and roll, the simple joy of listening to cd’s in room 101 (or 102), all of it lay buried like some dormant spore, waiting for the proper conditions to return.

in 2015, tim reached out over email, and the songwriting partnership resumed. It was around this time that nate met q., aka quentin, aka the captain, and the two started jamming and writing songs, songs that needed lyrics, lyrics with a very specific number of syllables that tim kept exceeding, perhaps sometimes on purpose…