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800 Miles & change...road-testing The Great Affairs

20-some odd songs to choose from for next weekend's 3-day run...2 40-minute shows Thursday & Friday, and one 80-minute set Saturday(that may end up going longer since our co-headliners might be short a guitarist)....this is what we're looking at. I'm not gonna lie, we'll be flying by the seat of our pants on a few of these, but we're determined to make such haphazardness look damn good, so rest easy in the knowledge that any mistakes will be made with flair.

Once this inaugural shake-out of the new lineup is complete(you never know how well folks are gonna work together 'til you cram 'em in a van for a few days and see if they can play nice in close quarters), we should have enough footage to complete the "How Does It Feel" video, and be sufficiently greased up to start doing a few more shows.

I feel like I neglect this site sometimes, so I just figured I'd post this real quick since I was already working on a blog about constructing a set-list, for next Monday's edition of "Hearing Things". Here's to a good weekend...hope to see you all soon.

Cheers,

Denny

The Great Affairs

Overdue update Pt 3

While we're here, I'd like to say thank you to all the good people who have supported us in various far-flung cities over the last several months....Chicago, Cincinnati, Birmingham, Hollywood, Amarillo, Columbus, Peoria, Knoxville, Fort Smith, Lexington, etc.....the list goes on. We've met a ton of great people along the way, and sold a mess of CDs and swag, which has enabled us to keep our wheels rolling and funded this new recording. We sincerely appreciate you guys. To the club owners who have treated us with respect, paid us our due, and overlooked Patrick's bar tab, we thank you too....we'll keep an eye on him next time, promise. To those of you who have let us crash at your place, fed us, and tolerated Matt's storytelling/comedian impersonations.....you are brave souls with admirable restraint and generosity without bounds....we are grateful. Finally, to the rest of the guys in the band, thank YOU for putting up with my neurotic, obsessive tendencies, ridiculous standards, and my occasionally sketchy driving. You too are courageous....or clearly oblivious to your surroundings. Here's to whatever comes next......

Stay tuned, Denny The Great Affairs

p.s. Tim Good, I'm gonna miss you. Best of luck with The August, and thank you for seeing this thing through for as long as you have. You are a man of conviction. If I can ever return the favor, just let me know.

Overdue update Pt 2

Ladies & gentlemen, please welcome Jason Hees to the stage. Jason was the drummer for The Hot Rocks, a killer Nashville band that released an equally killer record some years back and played all over the map, but has since ceased to be an active unit, thus leaving him available to occupy the position of drummer for The Great Affairs. Jason is big guy, with an even bigger personality, and a still bigger kick drum. Where Tim brought a certain finesse to our sound, Mr. Hees brings a bit of bombast. He is a serious hitter, and attacks the drums with a definite authority, that had us a tad puzzled at first, but has served to remind us of our roots, and added a bit of urgency to some of the material that may have occasionally been lacking. We're still in the process of feeling things out where the setlist is concerned, and trying to determine just what we're going to carry forward with us, and yeah, we may not tackle as much of the "lighter" material as we were able to cover with Tim, but we'll do our best to find a middle ground between TGA MK1 & TGA MK2.

We've already noodled on some new ideas with Jason, whilst working up material for our first show together on the 25th in Nashville at 12th & Porter, and my gut feeling is that things are going to take a deliberate turn from the more acoustic-based fare we've become comfortable with, and head down a road littered with all kinds of electric guitar and things that make loud noises. Hopefully we won't forget how to strum tenderly, but for a while at least, we're gonna turn things up and cut loose some. All of this is subject to change, but this is the vision I've been having, and since we've never really been accepted into any particular "clique", I don't see what harm it could do to run a noisier, less-gentle TGA up the old flagpole and see who salutes. For now, we'll drop a little stopgap called "Ricky took the wheels..", to ease this potential transition, and who knows???...maybe we'll grow out of this urge to be on 11(well, maybe 81/2) before we ever get around to doing much else. I just figure, since we're so far off most folks' radar in this town(and every other town, for that matter), we might as well indulge ourselves. I know that when this band started, I saw it as a way to let go of some of the "modern rock" trappings of fORMER, and embrace some of the things that I'd had to forego as a writer with that band, but I'd be lying if I said I didn't miss having a wall of amps screaming behind me, and the feeling of getting to dig into a nice, dirty riff once in a while. Conversely, I relish the fact that with The Great Affairs, I've had the opportunity to tap into a more nuanced and sonically broad palette, where the lyrics and vocal melodies play such a vital part in reeling the listener in. Surely, somewhere is a compromise between the two that doesn't require me to do a reunion/double-header show with my own band. I'm determined to find out. This will be my mission.

to be continued....

Overdue update Pt 1

Well, it's been quite a while since I did one of these here "blogs"; months in fact, so I figured today was as good a day as any to catch anyone who cares up on what's been happening around here.......

First off, we have been busy, writing and recording, doing shows, and searching for a new drummer to replace the departing Tim Good. All of this at once has proven to be somewhat troublesome, with days that include an assortment of these activities in conjunction with one another, leaving us a bit dazed and confused periodically, but hopeful that the stars will soon align and suddenly everything will make perfect sense.

Tonight, we'll be hauling our gear into The Switchyard, getting things mic'd and wrangling tones from amps, so that we can start bright and early tomorrow morning on the 8 remaining tracks set to join their four brethren on "Ricky took the wheels..". Tim will be providing the drums on these tracks; a swan song of sorts, since he was involved in arranging them and bringing these ideas to life. The remaining cast of characters will include yours truly on vocals, guitars, & keys, as well as Matt Andersen on bass & Patrick J. Miller on guitars. We may have a guest or two, depending on what we can knock out on our own before we drain our piggy bank, and just what we hear in our heads that hasn't made it onto tape. I banged through some basic acoustic tracks last week, that still need assorted percussion bits, and a few bells & whistles throughout, but the rest of the tunes will require the full band to fire up and lay into them in a more "live" setting.

Looking at the track listing while I was trying to sequence it to get a headstart on the artwork, it appears that this record will have a balance similar to the last, but perhaps leaning a bit more to the "rock" side, with a handful of numbers that are a little less restrained than most of the first album. How this will come off as a body of work is anyone's guess, but we're just gonna throw the whole mess in and hope there is some semblance of logic to the pieces. Honestly, the band is at a bit of a crossroads at the moment, with this drummer change forcing us to reevaluate just how we approach our material in the live setting. I can't really explain that without introducing the new guy, so here goes....

to be continued....

LYRICS....to the WHOLE record.....finally.(pt 4)

DANCE ALONE (MUSIC/LYRICS: D. SMITH)

WE COULD BE SHOT RIGHT HERE

EVERYTHING BLOWN

HE’LL MAKE YOU FAMOUS DEAR

AN’ I’LL BE DEAD AND GONE

HE’LL GET YOU HIGH

AN’ HE’LL KEEP YOU HIGH

I’LL BE SIX FEET UNDER ASKING MYSELF WHY

I’M LEAVIN’ IT UP TO FATE

WE WERE ALREADY HALFWAY HOME

IF THIS IS WHERE WE GO DOWN

I’M NOT READY TO ROLL THE BONES

MAYBE YOU’RE OVER ME

MAYBE I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN

THAT THIS IS HOW WE DANCE ALONE

IT DOESN’T SEEM REAL ENOUGH

BUT THERE’S NO DOUBT

IT SHOULDN’T BE SO EASY FOR YOU

LIKE BREATHIN’ IN, BREATHIN’ OUT

IT GETS YOU HIGH

AND IT KEEPS YOU HIGH

I’M JUST A NOTE IN THE MARGIN, SCRIBBLED TO PASS THE TIME

(CHORUS)

YOU CALL THEM YOUR SECRETS

BUT EVERYONE KNOWS

THE DEVIL IN THE DETAILS

IS STARTING TO SHOW

EVERYTHING YOU KNEW

(MUSIC/LYRICS:DENNIS SMITH) 05/09

WHAT THEY SAY

HONEY DON’T BELIEVE IT

THEY’RE JUST BODIES DIGGIN’ AT YOUR FLESH AND BONE

‘TIL IT BREAKS

AND THEY BURY YOU BENEATH IT

AIN’T NO LIFE IN LIVIN’ WITH THE DEAD AND GONE

WHEN IT ACHES

LIKE EVERYTHING YOU KNEW WAS WRONG

YOU CRY TOO SOON

EXISTENTIAL MYSTERIES, SOME CRISIS IN BLOOM

YOU HANG TOO LONG

A STILL-LIFE STUDY OR A FUNERAL SONG

IF YOU’RE STONED

DON’T BOTHER SIGNALING ‘TIL SHE COMES

IF YOU DON’T

I’LL KEEP REMEMBERING

YOU WERE ONCE, YOU WERE ONCE

(CHORUS)

YOU STAND TOO CLOSE

MESSIN’ IN THE MISERY THAT CURSES THE MOST

AND YOU DREAM TOO LOUD

BUT YOU’RE SO DAMN PRETTY WITH YOUR HEAD IN A CLOUD

LIKE A SAINT

I KEEP REMEMBERING

YOU WERE ONCE, YOU WERE ONCE

FINDING GRACE

(MUSIC/LYRICS:D. SMITH)

09/09

TAKE YOUR TIME, DEAR

BURN IT SLOW

WHEN THE SMOKE CLEARS, LISTEN

WHAT YOUR MIND HEARS

I DON’T KNOW

ALL YOUR WORST FEARS

STOP, GO

LEAVE THIS HOUSE, CHILD

LOSE YOUR NAME

IN THE GARDEN, HEARTS

FIND THEIR VOICES

AT THE GATE

MAKE YOUR CHOICES

RUN, WAIT

I CAN’T BE THE ONE

I CAN’T FILL THE SPACE

I CAN’T SAVE YOU NOW

IN THIS PLACE

BUT YOU’LL FIND YOURS

GRACE

IN THESE DARK HOURS

KEEP HIM CLOSE

TINY VOICES, SAY

LAY YOUR ARMS DOWN

LEAVE YOUR THINGS

THE COACH IS WAITING

ANGELS SING

I CAN’T FOLLOW NOW

I CAN’T LEAVE THE RACE

BUT I CAN SET YOU FREE

FROM THIS PLACE

TO GO FIND YOURS

GRACE

THERE’S NO TIME, DEAR

YOU MUST GO

WHEN THE SMOKE CLEARS

I KNOW

LYRICS....to the WHOLE record.....finally.(pt 3)

HAPPY HERE

(MUSIC:LEE CORAM/DENNY SMITH LYRICS:DENNY SMITH)

THEY SAY WE WERE HAPPY HERE

THEY SAY LOTS OF THINGS

THEY SMILE ‘TIL THE COAST IS CLEAR

THEN THEY WHISPER UGLY THINGS

THEY’D TAKE ALL YOUR LIBERTIES

THEY ENVY WHAT YOU HAVE

THEY SHIVER IN THE WAKE OF THIS

THEY PRAY FOR IT TO PASS

(CHORUS)

THEY BURN DOWN THE WILDERNESS

THAT SURROUNDS YOUR ACHING HEART

THEY STRIP ALL BUT HOPE AWAY

LET YOU LANGUISH IN THE DARK

(CHORUS)

WEAR THIS SHADOW

KEEP YOUR EYES WIDE SHUT

THEY’LL TELL YOU WHAT TO BELIEVE

THEY SAY WE WERE HAPPY HERE

ISN’T SHE GOLD

(MUSIC/LYRICS: D. SMITH)

I GET SO TIRED

I DON’T KNOW WHAT IT IS YOU’RE DOIN’ TO ME

I FEEL SO WIRED

LIKE I’M STARRIN’ IN MY OWN “B”’ MOVIE

BUT IT’S ONLY IN MY HEAD

SUPERNOVA, CHERRY RED

ISN’T SHE GOLD

ISN’T SHE GOLD

I FEEL SO STRANGE

LIKE SOMEONE PUT MY HEART IN A BRAIN BOX

I FEEL SO LAME

LIKE DANCING WITH BOTH FEET IN ONE SOCK

BUT IT’S ONLY IN MY HEAD

BOY GENIUS, SIMON SAID

ISN’T SHE GOLD

ISN’T SHE GOLD

ISN’T SHE GOLD

NOW EVERY THOUGHT’S A MYSTERY

AND THE TV DON’T MAKE SENSE TO ME

‘CAUSE I’M COLORBLIND AND ALL I SEE

IS THE THING THAT SHE APPEARS TO BE

ISN’T SHE GOLD

BUT IT’S ONLY IN MY HEAD

MINUS ZERO, COUNT ME DEAD

ISN’T SHE GOLD

ISN’T SHE GOLD

UNDERTOW

(MUSIC/LYRICS: D. SMITH)

08/09

THIS I KNOW

THIS I KNOW I KNOW I KNOW

THIS I SAY, THIS I PRAY I’LL GET AWAY

WITH ALL THESE HOLES

UNBELIEVEABLES

THEY’RE SO, THEY’RE SO

SO TRANSPARENT, I SUPPOSE

I KEEP WONDERING WHEN THIS NOSE GROWS

THAT’S ENOUGH FOR ME

TO FEEL SO HEAVY

I CAN’T ROLL

I’VE GOTTEN IN TOO DEEP

THE CURRENT’S HEADY

IT’S UNDERTOW

TAKE IT SLOW, TAKE IT EASY AS YOU GO

DOWN BELOW

THERE’S A PLACE SHE LETS ME KNOW

MY EYES ARE CLOSED

CAN’T SEE THE THREATS SHE POSED, NO

YOU DEVIL, MRS. JONES

I’M FEELIN’ RIGHT AT HOME

AND THAT’S ENOUGH FOR YOU

TO GET ME READY

TO STEAL MY SOUL

I’M DIGGIN’ IN MY HEELS

BUT I’M UNSTEADY

IT’S UNDERTOW

(LEAD)

THIS I KNOW

THIS I KNOW I KNOW I KNOW

THIS I SAY, THIS I PRAY I GET AWAY

WITH ALL THESE HOLES

UNBELIEVEABLES

LYRICS....to the WHOLE record.....finally.(pt 2)

BREAK ME DOWN (music/lyrics: D. Smith) I'M COLD, CORED AND OUT OF LIGHT I'M GONE, FADED OUT OF SIGHT I'VE SEEN, SEEN JUST WHO YOU ARE TONIGHT I'VE BEEN BIDING MY TIME STEALING FROM THE SCENE OF YOUR CRIME EVERYBODY STARES BACK MY HANDS CAN'T TURN BACK THE CLOCK I STAND, BRACED FOR AFTERSHOCK I HAVE NO MORE TIME I'VE BEEN SPARING MY MIND TELLING MYSELF THERE'S BEEN NO CRIME SO I DON'T HAVE TO CARE

OR WATCH YOU BREAK BREAK ME DOWN 'CAUSE I'M NOT FEELING YELLOW I'M NOT FEELING YELLOW I'M NOT FEELING NOW

I'LL TAKE SOMETHING FOR MY HEAD IT ACHES, EVERY SHADE OF RED I NEED SOMETHING JUST TO FEEL LESS THAN DEAD I'VE BEEN OUT OF MY MIND TALKING TO MYSELF ALL THE TIME AND EVERYBODY STARES TO WATCH YOU BREAK BREAK ME DOWN I'M NOT FEELING YELLOW I'M NOT FEELING YELLOW I'M NOT FEELING NOW

WHAT IT IS TO FALL

(MUSIC/LYRICS: D. SMITH) 9/09

LAY ME DOWN, HEART ATTACKS

LIGHTS SHINE FROM NOWHERE, BLACK

OFF WITH THE CLOTHES, YOU LAUGH

ONCE WE GET GONE, THERE’S NO GOING BACK

IT’S DEEP INTO THIS UNKNOWN

WHERE THE CHILL’S CHASED FROM EVERY BONE

YOUR WILL’S GOT A MIND OF IT’S OWN

YOU’RE NERVOUS, I’M SO NERVOUS

‘CAUSE EVERYBODY TOLD ME, OR MAYBE I SUPPOSED

THAT I’D KNOW HOW THIS GOES

THEN YOU CAME

AND SUDDENLY THAT SUMMER

I WAS MADE

A MAN WHO’D SEEN IT ALL

BUT IN YOUR WAKE

YOU LEFT ME TO DISCOVER

JUST WHAT IT IS TO FALL

CAREFUL, THE WORLD MIGHT SEE

WE’RE NOT WHO WE USED TO BE

IT’S ONLY SAFE WHEN IT’S YOU AND ME

TANGLED AND TIED TO THIS OLD MYSTERY

DOWN IN MY GUT, I GUESS

SOME KIND OF RESTLESSNESS

THINKIN’ YOU’D RATHER LIE THAN CONFESS

I’M NERVOUS, YOU’RE NERVOUS

‘CAUSE SOMEBODY’S BEEN TALKING

EVERYBODY KNOWS

THAT’S JUST HOW THIS GOES

BUT WHEN YOU CAME

SUDDENLY THAT SUMMER

I WAS MADE

THE MAN WHO’D SEEN IT ALL

NOW IN YOUR WAKE

HOW QUICKLY I DISCOVERED

JUST WHAT IT IS TO FALL

(FALL) I TOOK THINGS FOR GRANTED

I DID, I DID

I CRAWLED

I FUMBLED AND I PANICKED

I WAS JUST A LOVESICK KID

UNSPOKEN

6/02/09

(MUSIC/LYRICS: D. SMITH)

YOU’RE SO CLOSE, NO, MAYBE, NOT YET

YOU BREAK DOWN, WITH NOONE THERE TO HOLD YOU

LIGHTS OUT, YOU’RE BEGGIN’ ON YOUR KNEES

THERE’S SO MUCH THAT SOMEONE SHOULD’VE TOLD YOU

LIKE THIS IS WHERE YOU LAND WHEN YOU’RE TOO HIGH

THIS IS WHERE YOU RUN FROM THE BAD GUYS

THIS IS WHERE YOU HIDE YOUR FACE AND CRY

WHEN YOUR HEART, IT’S BROKEN AND YOU’LL DIE

IF THE WORDS, THEY GO UNSPOKEN

YOUR BIG NEWS IS SINKIN’ LIKE A STONE

A LITTLE WHITE LIE, YOU’LL PUT IT ALL BEHIND YOU

OUTSIDE, THE COLD IS CREEPIN’ IN

THERE’S NO TIME TO LOSE BEFORE IT FINDS YOU

WHEN THIS IS HOW YOU COPE, WITH A CHEAP HIGH

IF THIS IS HOW YOU RUN WITH THE BAD GUYS

YOU MIGHT WANNA HIDE YOUR FACE AND CRY

WHEN YOUR HEART GETS BROKEN

AND YOU’LL DIE

WHEN THE WORDS, THEY GO UNSPOKEN

AS FAR AS I RECALL, YOU MADE NO ENEMIES

YOU WERE THE BELLE OF THE BALL, EVERY BOY’S DREAM

AND NOW AND THEN I FALL INTO A REVERIE

POST SCRIPT, WHEN I WAKE IT, OCCURS TO ME

YOU’RE THE ONLY ONE WHO WAS TOO HIGH

NOW YOU HAVE TO RUN TO THE BAD GUYS

YOU DON’T WANNA HIDE YOUR FACE AND CRY

BUT YOUR HEART IS BROKEN

AND YOU DIE

AS THE WORDS, THEY GO UNSPOKEN

LYRICS....to the WHOLE record.....finally.(pt 1)

DODGE

(MUSIC/LYRICS:D. SMITH)

5/09

HEARD A STORY I DON’T WANNA BELIEVE

MY HEAD IS TELLING ME IT’S RIGHT

I’M JUST PLAYIN’ ALONG

I USED TO WEAR A BUSTED HEART ON MY SLEEVE

YOU KNOW IT’S STILL RIGHT HERE

STILL RIGHT HERE

IT’S NEVER OVER, BUT IT’S UNDER THE WHEELS

WHEELS ARE DRIVIN’ ME CRAZY

STARIN’ HOURS STRAIGHT INTO THE SUN

I’M GOIN’ NOWHERE BUT I’M DYIN’ TO LEAVE

YOU KNOW I’M STILL RIGHT HERE

STILL RIGHT HERE

I’M NOT ANGRY

AT ALL THIS TIME

I’M JUST LOST

I THOUGHT WE’D BE FINE IN THE MIDDLE

IF WE LIED JUST A LITTLE, RIGHT ON

I THOUGHT WE COULD STAND ON THE BRAKES

(DODGE) OUR MISTAKES, I WAS WRONG

I THOUGHT WE COULD DIM ALL THE LIGHTS

SWEAT OUT THE NIGHTS

CHANGE OUR WAYS WHEN THE MOMENT WAS RIGHT

BUT WE’RE DAMNED IF WE DO, DAMNED IF WE DON’T TONIGHT

DAYLIGHT ALWAYS SEEMS TO COME RUNNIN’

WHEN YOU’RE DAMAGED

I’VE GOT BLOOD ON THESE HANDS

SO I’M GUARDING THIS CONFESSION

LIKE I’M DOWN TO MY LAST POSSESSION

I’M NOT ANGRY

I’M OUT OF TIME

I GOT LOST

DEAR JOHN

(MUSIC/LYRICS: D. SMITH)

HERE, STARING HOLES INTO THE GLOOM

STILL REELING IN THE AFTERMATH

AND CHOKING ON THE FUMES

CAN’T SHAKE, THE NEWS

OLD NEWS TO YOU

TO ME A FLASH, A CUE I MUST’VE MISSED I GUESS

AN UGLY TRUTH, A BLOODY MESS

IN YOUR STONE-COLD KILLIN’ DEAR JOHN LETTER

NOTHING COULD’VE SAID IT BETTER

IN YOUR ARMS

I NEVER SAW IT COMIN’

AND NOW YOU’RE TELLING ME

YOU WERE ALWAYS GONE

IN YOUR LIES

I NEVER STOPPED BELIEVIN’

JUST HAPPY BREAKIN’ EVEN

BARELY HANGIN’ ON

WHILE YOU WERE ALWAYS GONE

NOW, YOU’RE THE VOICE INSIDE MY HEAD

THE EYES WHEN I SEE RED

AND EVERY BREATH I TAKE

IS ONE MORE HEART YOU’RE SURE TO BREAK

LIKE YOU BROKE ME WITH YOUR DEAR JOHN LETTER

NOTHING COULD’VE HURT ME BETTER

THE GHOST

(MUSIC/LYRICS:D. SMITH)

08/09

MAYBE THERE’S NO MEDICINE

IF IT WAS, YOU WOULDA BEEN

TOUGH ENOUGH TO FACE IT ALONE

NOW YOU’RE TALKIN’ MORTAL SIN

KNOWIN’ ONCE YOU PULL THE PIN

IT’S NOTHIN’ BUT THE SKIN AND THE BONE

WHEN YOU GET LOST INSIDE YOUR HEAD

WHO’S GONNA FIND YOU THERE

YOU DRAG YOUR FEET, THE WALKING DEAD

LIKE NOBODY CARES

BUT YOU STILL GET LOOSE, I KNOW

I’VE SEEN YOU HIGH

AND YOUR HANDS KEEP JESUS CLOSE

‘CAUSE HE GETS YOU BY

WHEN YOU JUST CAN’T LOSE THE GHOST

IN THE CORNER OF YOUR EYE

ALWAYS ON THE LOSIN’ END

SOMEONE MUSTA HAD IT IN FOR YOU

AND YOU’VE BEEN DIGGIN’ IN TO HIDE

NEVER FIRE, ONLY SMOKE

DONE WITH MIRRORS, NOW THEY’RE BROKE

SEVEN YEARS OF LOW LIFE INSIDE

WHAT YOU’VE GOT RUNNIN’ THROUGH YOUR HEAD

WHO PUT THE NOTIONS THERE

THEY’VE GOT YOU BRINGIN’ OUT YOUR DEAD

AND SAVIN’ A PRAYER

(CHORUS)

THERE’S NO RHYME

NO REASON TO RUN FOR COVER

THERE’S NO TIME

AIN’T A SEASON THAT CAN’T BE COLD

BULLETS IN THE GUN AGAIN

PRESSURE’S ON THE SON

Losing track of time...

It's funny, but I used to pride myself on keeping this "blog" thing as current as possible, with frequent updates, and new content every few days, it seemed. Not so, as of late apparently, as I see that my last update was posted on February 8th, and centered around some fella's review of our record...and not a good review at that....what a shitty cliffhanger. Sorry, but it's been such a dead zone on MySpace that I'd invested my time in building a Reverb Nation page and a FaceBook profile for the band, and the blog functions there didn't cry out to me in the same way the MySpace "Manage Blog" command did....that, and I just didn't really care to mess with every damn social networking site in arms reach to whore my band. Is that bad? Is it irresponsible on my part to not have a hand in every damn medium for artist promotion available? Yeah? Well, too bad. I used to think I could do this for fun, and if I got lucky, maybe make a little money...but this "persona maintenance" routine is not enjoyable in the least, and yields nowhere near the dividends to keep me pecking away at the keys on a daily basis to pimp our wares. I guess what I'm saying is "Here's a blog. Hope you like it. Maybe I'll post another one someday, if I get the urge.....or as soon as I have something important to share." In the meantime, I'm going to go out of my way to not embrace this new way of doing business, and let my bandmates have a crack at keeping whoever is interested up to date, while I get back to the business of writing songs and living my life. Again, if things get all crazy around here, and I just can't contain my enthusiasm for all the greatness surrounding me, I'll spill my guts all over the blogosphere, which I'm sure the world will be anxiously awaiting.

OK, we went to LA, played some acoustic shows, got some sun, drank alot of beer, came home to a crummy review, which was; fortunately for the thin-skinned of us, preceded by several good ones, dusted off our drummer, played some more shows in Tennessee, Kentucky, and Ohio, made a little video for "Unspoken", and spent several days in the rehearsal space working on new material. Some of that new stuff has found it's way into the set, with "Inside Your Head" and "Feels Like Home" getting their initial shakedowns in Lexington and Cincinnati last weekend. We might test drive one more next weekend for the Alabama folks, before we finally get around to playing a couple of hometown shows in April & May. In April at Limelight, and in May at The Hard Rock Cafe for a Not Just Country TV taping with Hank III. The details for those are around here somewhere, if you feel like fishing. Patrick has been busy, working in the studio with Dave Bickler, the guy who sang "Eye Of The Tiger" and currently provides the voice for those Bud Light "Real Men Of Genius" commercials. Patrick will be playing on his debut solo record, which should be out sometime later this year. Shockingly enough, Pat only drinks Miller Light...or whatever is free. So there you have it....told you there was nothing monumental in the works....well, maybe a new record...an EP or something, but mostly just business as usual, getting out and meeting folks in places we haven't played in a while ;or ever,in some cases, and this will probably be our m.o. for most of the summer, so hopefully we'll hit your town. Let us know where you wanna see us, if you wanna see us, and we'll do our best to point the van in that direction & see that it gets there. Rant over and I'm out, Denny TGA

So, yet another page to maintain...well, OK then.

In the interest of just getting this mother active, let me just say hello from The Great Affairs, and please be secure in the knowledge that I will eventually share something of relative substance via this blog....once I have completed jumping through the remainder of requisite hurdles.

Best, Denny

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