I had the strangest, sweetest experience in my home town, back in April. Georgia and I were in Meriden, at the request of an old high school buddy, to play the Daffodil Festival, a yearly event held at the city park. (more…)
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That’s My Job
Posted on June 17, 2015 by Gary in
Georgia and I stood there with our mouths open. I did not want him to stop. It had been a really long time since I talked to anyone who actually KNEW my Dad, and I was thirsty for some new paint strokes on the picture of him I had built up in my mind.
Grand Rapids – June 2015
Posted on June 8, 2015 by Gary in
Through the years I have played in some weird places. Huge box-like rooms full of right angles and glass that make the sound bounce and echo like Heidi on a bad acid trip. After those kinds of gigs we always come off stage and say the same thing: “Man, that sounded like we were playing […]
Through the years I have played in some weird places. Huge box-like rooms full of right angles and glass that make the sound bounce and echo like Heidi on a bad acid trip. After those kinds of gigs we always come off stage and say the same thing: “Man, that sounded like we were playing in an airplane hangar.” (more…)
San Diego, too
Posted on April 18, 2015 by Gary in
My neck is killing me. Last night we played our second corporate show in San Diego. We set up on a stage on the 15th floor in a large ballroom. We were told not to mention who we were playing for. I guess it really doesn’t matter, as long as we play well and they […]
My neck is killing me. Last night we played our second corporate show in San Diego. We set up on a stage on the 15th floor in a large ballroom. We were told not to mention who we were playing for. I guess it really doesn’t matter, as long as we play well and they like it. Were they lawyers? Insurance agents, like the last show? Whatever jobs they had during the day… last night they had only one job. Fall in love with me. I mean, fall in love with Blue Sky Riders. (more…)
Dana Point
Posted on April 15, 2015 by Gary in
Knuckles cracked? Check. Glasses on? Check. Okay then… let’s blog!!! We have been so caught up in finishing our second CD, that these shows crept up on us like my mother trying to burst into my room and catch me reading age inappropriate materials. (She never did. I am nothing if not cautious.) We have […]
Knuckles cracked? Check. Glasses on? Check. Okay then… let’s blog!!!
We have been so caught up in finishing our second CD, that these shows crept up on us like my mother trying to burst into my room and catch me reading age inappropriate materials. (She never did. I am nothing if not cautious.) We have three songs mixed and are in the process of diving into the other nine when… oh my gosh, we have to remember how to be rock stars! A pair of trio shows have been on our calendars for so long that we forgot they were there. (more…)