Happy Tuesday, friends and lurkers,
I had a fantastic, if exhausting, solo run over the weekend; just got back last night. Audiences strong in number and enthusiasm make a troubadour feel damned fine. I thank you for being there, listeners and hosts. Thanks too, to my booking agent, Rodney Metoyer, for making all of these dates happen. After a restful and bumpy night (dreamed I was playing with Chuck Berry and at least ONE of us was way out of tune, though only one of us seemed to care) I’ll be staying in town this week, playing two shows:
Tues 8/19 Stone Fox Nashville 5pm (Happy hour show w/Amelia White & Anne McCue)
Sat 8/23 Mercy Lounge Nashville 8pm (opening for Gov’t Cheese)
Grateful too, that in my own little corner of the chaos, life is downright bland for the moment: I’m on coffee #3, waiting on the appliance repairperson to show up and bring our brand new dishwasher back to life–it worked for TWO DAYS then died, mid-cycle. Sigh . . . but yeah, if that’s all that’s worrying me that’s “closer than the house next door”(Steve Forbert), I’d say things are pretty fine, really. Yes, the news out there is bad, worse than it’s been in a while, with all the predictable human games being played with the truth, though what that is seems impossible to tell. I guess it’s been said a million times by now: how stupidly ironic it is that we are the most watched/recorded population in history(by our “authorities”, our employers, our media, and ourselves), yet for all the cameras on dashboards, in phones and on corner light posts that a mutually agreeable, objective view of a given event can remain more elusive and contentiously debated than ever. While the fallacies stick like ticks on a dog: No, it does not matter if or when Brown stole the damned cigars. I’m so sick of it all that I think I’m going to do something truly rebellious and read, or listen to, or watch something beautiful, that’s not trying to sell me something, or lie to me, or cast blame. (For just a few minutes, because Lord knows you gotta hustle around here to pay for that live feed from the crime scene, and one’s other entertainments….) To be in the presence of something that just is. Like the meager garden out there on the east side of the yard: a wild mess of zinnias, herbs, and volunteer tomato plants that keeps spiking the air with new flowers, leaves, and fruit; that will live on as long as it can, doing only(!) that. Would that we could more often play similar tricks in this world, while we are here. Beyond fear, beyond the framing and the spin: The being. The giving. The good.
On my way to Iowa City today, for the first of 3 shows this week. Had a very restful night at Gary and Joann’s in St. Louis; what highway angels they are to house me (and many many other troubadours) on my way through. Yep, the coffee is working its magic; the cinnamon roll is definitely supplying my sugar requirements (for the week). Feels like this has been the busiest July and August ever, with recording and plenty of touring. Work is good, they say. And I agree completely, though it felt all too familiar crawling back into the landsled yesterday afternoon to start the drive here, after some marathon mileage last week (with fantastic shows along the way). But having just spent $1100 getting said sled repaired so it would pass the emissions test, so I could acquire new tags (and less attention from law enforcement), I figure yeah, it’s good to be busy. And I’m looking forward to these shows–the first solo shows I’ve done since we recorded in July–I’ll be doing updated versions of some of the new material. After playing The Mill in IA City tonight, I’ll be playing an Oak Tree House Concert in the St.Louis area tomorrow, and The Fire Room at Picks Gallery in Osage Beach, MO, on Sunday evening. Check out the schedule to the right on this page, or at bandsintown.com for details. And yes, in case you’re wondering, the sponsorship campaign is still open–check it out by clicking the “Let’s Make A Record” menu tab above(sorry–I’d include a direct link here but I’m having iPad touchscreen chaos–maybe it’s the sugar on my finger–and I’d rather not scream at a machine this early!). Happy weekend!
Greetings from Landhaven, in beautiful Huff’s Church, PA. We’re enjoying a day off out here in the country, after a fairly grueling 15-hour drive to our first show at Musikfest in Bethlehem yesterday. The show went great–new drummer Ellen Houle did a fabulous job–it was truly live and unrehearsed! But great weather, in a beautiful […]
Happy Tuesday, friends and other curious onlookers. I’m getting ready for departure this afternoon–here are our destinations for the rest of this week: Wed 8/6 Musikfest (Levitt Pavilion stage) Bethlehem PA 5pm Fri 8/8 Threshold Events Center Lancaster PA 8pm Sat 8/9 Hill Country Live NYC […]