"...Where are we?"
"Somewhere in CT. You mind taking over?"
"Sure. I think we've been here before"
"They all look the same - welcome to Gas Station, USA"
And that's how the ride back always go - an overnight dash to make it back home, this time from...
Read MoreIt's Sunday night, and I'm sitting in Dozen Street bar in Austin, TX, listening to the beautiful sounds of the self proclaimed "drunk piano open mic". I am simply in love with this city. Every single time I'm here, I just don't want to say goodbye.
I'm road worn, but FULL of energy. We played so much music over the last few days... Thursday and Friday were long van drives of...
Read MoreHow was that only three days? Crazy amounts of things have happened since I've last updated you. We had stops in St. Augustine, Augusta, GA at Soul Bar (holy moly does that place do it right!), Atlanta, GA, and one of our favorite joints in the south -- Columbus, GA's world famous SOHO Bar.
We took a long needed hotel day yesterday. I got my first...
Read MoreI'm writing this in a coffee shop in Savannah, GA. Funny, this is starting to become an office spot for me... every time we drive down 95, we stop here, park the van, disperse for a few hours, and walk underneath trees draped in Spanish moss.
It's been a bit since I've updated you again. As we moved further south, we shed our jackets, then our...
Read MoreI forgot how hard it is to find a moment to write these things. Van drives blur into rushed loadins, frantic setups, and coldsweat sets. Then like a tape on rewind, we move in reverse, but this time a little drunker. Tip the bartender, thank the soundguy, and bring all the gear up wobbly steps into the American night.
We've been through D.C. and Chapel Hill since the last time I've updated you...
Read MoreBack in the van! Im writing this first entry in the notes app of my phone... Sam is using my IPad to book bands for a last minute show we added on in New Orleans, so this will have to do. We played the first show last night in Philadelphia, showing up just in time to be one hour late (see what I did there?) The battery died in the van the morning of, basically eating up any extra time we had...
Read MoreI have had three CD release shows with The Big Lonesome. Its a weird anniversary, right? It certainly has not been yearly. The first one happened to be our first show. Many of you probably know this story. I wrote an EP on my first computer (bought it used from $150 off a friend) and wrote one last record before I would become an adult. Whatever that means... I could barely sing, I didn't know how to book, and I didn't have a band...
Read MoreWell, I'm a little bummed. Halloween is above and beyond my favorite holiday. I miss Merch Girl Amanda, and the excitement of watching adults refuse to give up their youth. I can't think of a time I have not celebrated this holiday, with at least the bare minimum of a cheap costume, even cheaper beer and a local band. There's no way to do this without sacrifices though (steady income, healthy food, a clear retirement plan...
Read MoreI think Appleton, Wisconsin might have the nicest people in America, excluding the one dude that works at the Radisson hotel on Superior St. Let me rewind; we arrived at Gibson Music Hall, where Kurt, the owner and booker welcomed us with a fridge stocked full of Newcastle Brown, but told us to order anything we liked from the bar. What a dang cool venue! New equipment, an...
Read MoreHoly moly, did we cook last night! Not something I would expect for the second night on tour. We did twelve Lonesome tunes, mostly burners, and one Pixies tune for good measure, (hey, we're a Boston band - got to represent). There's something about the release of 60 minutes of music surrounded by 12 hour van drives, cheap gas station food, with cuts of shallow sleep. Everything comes out fast, strong, and with conviction...
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