Sky Station

Fully recovered from the holiday weekend and back on track. And by back on track I mean I'm once again in tour-booking mode. It's great to be back in the mix after so long of not being involved with it. I'm not going to say it's easy or even that fun. Having a booking agent was nice; it was a load off my shoulders. But now, I feel like I'm getting back to basics. I'm talking to clubs, I'm talking to people about playing in their living room and I've gotten back in touch with people I haven't heard from or talked to in months/years. It's all quite wonderful. The longest tour I booked was a three-week jaunt for Wolfie. This tour should match that. If you live in the Midwest, South or East Coast and have any ideas for me I'd love to hear from you. I think I've got most of my bases covered but additional help and advice is always great. I'll be gone October 1st through the 20th, at least.

Oh, and thanks to My Pilot Light (check back soon, site is being relaunced) for posting these photos from a recent show.

Sunday night the plans to take in the Ukrainian Village fireworks were spoiled by the rain, err, mostly our laziness. However, at sundown Nilla and I walked down my street into what sounded like a war zone. I was out of town last 4th, so I missed my neighborhood's celebratory ways. Scene: small Mexican kids armed with the world's most unreliable fireworks, unsupervised. Safe! Standing on Augusta we saw and heard every sort of truckstop firework known to man. We even saw some professional-looking displays in the distance. America, the beautiful.