I haven't had much time to jot down much about these last two months of touring, but I have a moment to say this: I am having a good time. Come see a show... I love you.
My website is down.... never saw it coming. It's not faulty or anything... just unpaid. And, with a million other facets to push the music forth, here I am typing on this particular one. Music is coming along swimmingly. Treefort Music Fest is less than a week away, and Wayne, Jeff and I are back to our trifecta habits, busting out of old boxes and conjuring up new shapes that rock elegantly and roll stonily. It is a good trade. The caliber of music at Treefort in Boise is so damn spectacular, such a fact has caused us to work with a recharged ethic and drive. We perform at Pengilly's, Saturday, March 23rd at 6pm.... come down and be a part of the wicked wicked wicked. I have two sessions under my belt toward a new solo album, and will be having a third session next month-- courtesy of the fantastic Brad Kaminski of Vertigo Productions in Seattle. This album will be as organic as it gets-- just one microphone and one take numbers, just like I've always aspired to do at some point down the line, but always got sidetracked by gizmos, accompaniment and benders. Finally, I'm following through friends.... and I think I'll be self-titling this one. How fun is THAT shit?! In contrast and seamless investment of soul, there will be another album, perhaps released by this year's close, which will harbor those more electric, and psychedelically charged tunes we've been honing in our bunker. "Holy Moon", "Callahoo" and "Damour Town" are a few of the newbies.. and will be showcased at Treefort, respectively. Until then, it's a solo show in Richland this Saturday, St. Patty's Day at the Rainbow Cafe in Pendleton (a pure rager), and next Wednesday with the brilliant and quirky multinstrumentalist Dear Rabbit at Great Pacific in Pendleton, 7pm.. FREE. xoxoxoxox.
This blog is long overdue, and for those who missed the inaugural year of Treefort Music Fest in Boise-- there will certainly be next year..... almost 140 bands slayed over the course of four days, in a spectrum of everything from hip-hop to ragtime, and the only downside to the whole weekend was simply that it was impossible to see every band you wanted to. Boise rules. Three thousand people showed up for this fest, and I didn't encounter a single asshole. Except one maybe. But he was my friend to begin with so it doesn't really count. Dozens of La Grande denizens made the 200-mile pilgrimage, some for the duration -- from the moment Finn Riggins began Thursday afternoon until the final DJ spun the last record in monday's wee hours-- and my hat's off to them-- they, the musicians, the sponsors, the volunteers, the venues, servers, sound people, everyone executed their task swimmingly..... but the biggest thanks goes to Eric Gilbert (Finn Riggins and Treefort Music Director) for truly aligning the stars. The guy worked tirelessly (as his nature) and gave Boise a thrill along with a undeniable economic surge. Thanks to Skyler and the folks of the Red Room for hosting Sons of Guns Friday night, and to the Ale Fort for hosting Correspondence School Sunday. One for the books, as they say.
The Art Center was packed to receive Barsuk records songwriter Laura Gibson for her CD release show of the album "La Grande." A fantastic performance by a fantastic bunch of folks, as they begin what will be a nationwide tour. In other news, The booking process is well underway in support of my third solo effort "Elwha"-- in what will be a two-month, Western U.S. tour. Vrrrrrrrooooooooooom!!!