Monday, August 29, 2016
We can admit it, right? We're looking squarely in the eyes of autumn as it approaches. The wasps have nearly concluded their misunderstood tyranny, the sun is slung a little lower in the sky, and you're already reaching for a sweater in the evening.
I made some miles over the past few months, and many memories too: tromping around the forests of Oregon north of the Columbia River, gigging through Western Canada with my love, hitting festivals – both to play and enjoy. I don't usually make the time to attend festivals, but this year, I had to. case/lang/veirs was booked to play Interstellar Rodeo in Winnipeg, and there was no way I was missing it. When Sturgill Simpson announced a Winnipeg date that fell on the day before Interstellar started, my fate was sealed. And a casualty of my plans was seeing Nathaniel Rateliff & The Night Sweats, Margo Price, Wilco, Whitehorse, and discovering Thao & The Get Down Stay Down. Pretty fantastic. It turned out to be a beautiful summer, y'know. And I endeavor to make the most of the fading days.
As I settle into the realities of approaching fall weather. I'm working on some new merch, some new songs for a new record, and the mighty task of tying up lots of loose ends. There's plenty to come, and I'll keep you posted on all the social medias.
Check the gig pages for new dates, and send a message if you feel lonely.
p.s. Hope your summer was a great ride.
Saturday, July 23, 2016
From Calgary to BC where we reconnected with Ward in Vernon at our Spinners Sound Centre concert. Ward has made the Okanagan a friendlier place to be through house concerts, and introducing me to the music supporting folk of the area. A friendship I cherish. And then beautiful Salmon Arm. There's nothing like it. Just check out this photo that Blake snapped. A thousand thank yous to Susan for having us back at the R.J. Haney Museum.
I think often about how being an independent artist is really about inter-dependence. Breaking bread with new friends. Organizing concerts in stores, houses, and amphitheatres. There are hundreds of people involved in just a few shows. All working together so that I can sing songs, and try to share my experience with an audience. I am deeply grateful for the privilege.
The next few weeks will have me on the road again, but I'll be camping. Reading. Hanging with my friend Heather. Connecting with old friends. Going to a family reunion. It's a special time. I'll share some of the adventure.
Hope you're having a happy summer, friends.
Wednesday, July 20, 2016
Monday, July 18, 2016
I spent the day reminding, looking, re-reminding, looking again. Waiting for them to find it. I managed to somehow (I hope) avoid a snotty, "YOU have it."
And thank the stars...
Because tonight, I came to a lovely Calgary coffeeshop, and when I saw it was cash only, I went digging for spare change in my purse. And yeah... you know what I found.
Wednesday, July 13, 2016
Meet Larry. As best as I can remember it, it went like this:
"Do you like jokes? I got one for you...
"So this couple, they're in their 90s. They're in great health, and they decide to take a vacation. They're driving down the highway, and out of nowhere, BAM! Hit by a semi truck. So they get up to St. Peter's gates and Peter says, 'Welcome! Here in Heaven you'll have everything you wanted on Earth, and best of all, it's all free.'
"He shows them their new home. It's beautiful. Big and comfortable. A swimming pool. The old man says, 'I can't believe this. It can't be true.' St. Peter says, 'Oh, but it is! And it's all free!'
"Peter shows them the golf course, a passion of the old man's. 'It changes every day, so you'll never get tired of it.'
"Peter then takes them out for supper. A meal fit for a king. 'And it's all free!' says Peter.
"The old man looks at his wife. 'I can't believe it,' he says, 'I really can't believe it. It really is Heaven. And to think that I could have been here 30 years sooner if you hadn't fed me those damn bran muffins all these years!'"