First page of the Mole Street archive.

in which I make you look at an adorable puppy and then you thank me.

Posted by jessica on Apr 19, 2010 with 25 Comments
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There are some things that are so cute, I bite my teeth. And this seems to be involuntary; I cannot help it.

When something is too cute for words, I set my jaw so that my chin sticks forward a little–successfully maneuvering an underbite–and then I bite down. I’m not sure why. But there are so many mysteries on this earth already, that I don’t think it’s gonna upset any kind of balance by just adding this one more to the pile.

Now, this happens almost exclusively with my nieces and nephews and adorable animals. And I am especially prone to biting my teeth around puppies. I’ve always loved animals–in fact, I used to want to grow up to be a vet. But then my parents forced me into ballet and apparently my feet point pretty well, so that was that. I wonder what would have happened if they had forced me into the FFA instead.

But I have a weakness for puppies. Dogs, too. Actually, people sometimes make fun of me because I tend to wave to dogs–or even say hello to them–when out and about, while unintentionally ignoring their human companions. I suppose that’s considered rude. But then, I suppose one should ask who we’re considering here–cause I bet the dogs don’t think it’s rude. Just saying.

But anyway.

When Shane and I were tuning on Mole street the other day, a very adorable thing happened. He opened his guitar case, grabbed his guitar, and in jumped one of the furriest and cutest little dogs I’d ever seen. We all started laughing and it was just one more thing that made Mole Street magical, I suppose.

And another good part of this story is that our friend Jimmy captured the moment with his camera. So you can see just how cute it really was. And you can see that even the puppy was pretty happy about being in that guitar case. And in fact, it looks like he’s about to shake Shane’s hand.


And if you want to bite your own teeth cause of that puppy’s cute factor, then I say go ahead.

And I just really like this one.

The brick, the cement, the pastel blue chalk, the text. It makes me smile. And no, I didn’t write it.

*photographs by Jimmy Simpson

the mayor of mole street.

Posted by jessica on Apr 18, 2010 with 27 Comments
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We played a block party today, right in center city Philly.

And the first song we played, which is called Good Enough, sounded so horrible and crackly with bad chords and weird amps that I felt like renaming the song Terrible and then quitting right after.

But then a kind guy helped us and things started sounding better and so we played a full set anyway.

And the cool thing about this block party is that it was on Mole Street, right by Penn Square and Love Park and a lot of other noteworthy places in that city. And that street is magical. The row houses were all built in the 1800′s, there’s cobblestone and bricks under your feet, and the unofficial mayor of the block has been living on that street for 30 years and proudly states that he knows each of the 60 people who live there too.

Plus, he lent me a fancy dart club jacket to wear, just cause he saw that I was looking rather chilly.

Oh and he also booked us to come back and play their real block party. The one that they do at the end of June, celebrating summer solstice. Only because it’s on Mole Street, they call it The Molestice. It’s something they’ve been doing for thirty years and are all proud as punch of this tradition, as they should be. And after today they told us that we are honorary members of Mole Street, so yep: we’re in the family.

Oh, and the Mayor of Mole Street also told me and Shane that we channel a band from the 60′s called Fraser and Debolt.  He said it’s uncanny how similar we are to them–that this is a great compliment, as they were highly influential in the music that came out of that era–but this is my favorite part of what he said: And the crazy part is that you don’t just sound like them, you look like them. Just like them, he declared with emphasis.

So you know I had to google them as soon as I got home and wow.

Was he ever right.

But don’t take my word for it, see for yourself:
If only Shane would grow that mustache he keeps talking about!