I've been avoiding making this post for a week, but as many of you know, this happened to our home/Big Ugly Yellow Couch central:

(Captured by FW's Brian Ries, who is apparently our former neighbor.)

Donald and I both got out of the building in time and are safe. And, unbelievably, the couch is too. Thanks to the valiant trash bag-taping efforts of friends who helped us quickly move out of our apartment after the fire destroyed the right half of our building, we were able to wrap and carry it through the soot-covered hallway, down the stairs and into storage, where it will continue to be our unfortunate centerpiece of furniture in a new home sometime this August.

For the time being, though, all Couch Sessions are on hold, and most of the site updates are too. The belongings that used to comprise our home are now stacked inside orange-doored storage units somewhere in Brooklyn, the next month of our housing temporary and for the most part, completely unknown. Our free time is now filled with phone calls to insurance instead of reading about new bands we'd like to cook for and have over to play a trio of songs, our time on the internet shrunk to the frustrating half hour we spend in the Radisson hotel lobby waiting for portions of pages to load slower than they did in middle school when my parents' house had dial-up.

We have one final session that was shot in our old home that we'll be posting some time within the next few weeks, and a recap from Saturday/Sunday of Northside Festival that Donald finished practically hours before we'd go to sleep in apartment 2L for the last time is below. We'll be back and hopefully better than ever, but for now, it'll just be a bit of a wait.

See you soon,

Carlye and Donald