Blue Sky Riders

Two more shows under our collective belts. We played Santa Cruz and I had to stand there on stage in front of the judgmental eyes of old friends. And, may I say… they went judge-“mental!” Seriously, we had a great show. When I lived in Santa Cruz three hundred years ago, I worked at Marianne’s Ice Cream and all spring I have bee looking forward to going there and having a big scoop of rocky road ice cream. Unfortunately, one of the rules of the rocky road of touring is….no dairy on show days. Ice Cream is probably at least ten percent dairy (I tell myself) so I had to pass the shop by as we rolled out of town. (more…)

Picture a young kid from Connecticut… moved to Santa Cruz, California… desperately trying to play the big club, The Catalyst… the true sign of success in this town.

He never did. The band broke up and he went home to CT with his metaphoric tail between his legs. His disappointment was left to fester inside him like a cockroach in a 79cent burrito. (more…)

Come with me on a magical recap of a magical week in a magical place called South by Southwest! A land filled with special badges, honky tonks, big stages, excellent cheeseburgers and more sunshine than I have seen in years. (more…)

So our record came out last week. All the excitement happened at the tail end of both Georgia and I being sick. By this point I have coughed up a lung and something grey that looks like it could be part of my pancreas or a child’s sock. Young child. Preschool. Being under the weather has made it hard to appreciate the fun of this moment… but I am going to try. God help me I’m going to try. (more…)