baked-sugary-goodness

i have been remiss in my blogitude lately. Yet here I am, and with a renewed purpose.

What have I been doing? Composing music like it's going out of style, which it may very well be.

A heckuva time was had at the Hotel de Cafe last Saturday. Luke Miller filled in the bass frequencies (plus many more) on the keyboard/organ. It was the first show of the post-Shupp era. I think I'll go bowling in in his honor.

Last week I also played keys 'n saxamaphone with Charles Robert Paxson. He has a rehearsal space downtown. I like to drive with the windows down whenever it's reasonably possible. If you go just a bit past downtown on the 101 there's a bridge that you cross that smells like baked-sugary-goodness. I don't know what it is or where it comes from (hopefully that's not what anthrax smells like), but every time I pass that bridge now I start sniffing like a drug addict.

Next Saturday I'll be at The Mint, which doesn't actually smell "minty" since we're on the subject. Nonetheless, it shall be a great show if all goes according to plan.

I'm purty sure this is the Hotel set from the other night:

Beyond My Means
What if I
Little City Driver
Done Him Wrong
Only a Rehearsal
How Many Times
Hold On
Princess of Darkness
Is This Love (Bob Marley)
One Spin

Let's save more for tomorrow.

sweet 16 thousand

Oh snap!

I have exactly 16,000 friends right now. Let's hope no one deletes me as a friend, or their own profile. Also, let's hope my flakey friend approving stays flakey. That's a pretty safe bet.

Brandon and I are formulating a secret plan of attack for Saturday's show at Zoey's in Ventura. I am excited. Art thou?

I have been poking around the YouTube, and I discovered this is how you practice if you are a badass:



Whammy!

I haven't posted a blog this late in the day in a long time. It feels pretty good. The sky is extra dusty looking. I wonder if there's a fire somewhere that I am not privy too.

Final thoughts: Geraldine Ferraro, for the love of Oprah, please stop talking!

What's in a name?

I posted a new hootenanny of a video on the youtubes. It's a duet with the brother and I. In case you would prefer not to click on the above link, let's go ahead and post it right here.



Related note: this is not one of the Hexum Brothers:



But a little wah wah guitar never hurt anoyone, I suppose.

I decided to snoop around the internet and see if I could learn something about my last name. I came up with this from ancestry.com:



I'm a mystery, apparently. Spoooooky

Today feels more Monday than Thursday to me. I think that's because I had a show on Tuesday, which made that feel like a Saturday. Therefore Wednesday become Sunday, and now here we are.

What will tomorrow feel like? Only time will tell.