Here you can get more information about the event, but, for the sake of SEO’s, Come check out this show at The Barrelhaven with Honey.Moon.Tree, Jasper T, Midnight Parade, The Parade Schedule, and myself. Bring a friend, bring some monies, and bring the great best out in you. It is Actually Located at 852 NW 85th St Seattle, WA 98117.
Also, I’m currently volunteering with the Seattle Composer’s Alliance to co-coordinate a fundraiser on April 2nd at The Royal Room. We are looking for artists to some and share a few songs with us throughout the night. On the bill so far are:
and more to come……
Starting the Sunday before Thanksgiving I took a 2-week job to handle and transport to and from Miami. 36 days and 30 state lines later, with 5 days off, I made it back to Seattle where I will be staying. LA, it was a sweet and short affair, may we meet again in not so long, yet not too soon.
And Seattle, I’m back! I have upcoming shows which I will be sure to post as they emerge. For now, I will be playing January 26th at Le Voyeur in Olympia with Swansea.
A new place, an old climate, more music. I’ve left Orcas for now and, after 2 weeks in Seattle, have made my way to Los Angeles. I don’t recall Seattle ever being so good to me as the last 2 weeks ago I spent there. Thanks to Justin Froese and Adra Boo for their time and inviting me to collaborate on the Etta James tribute project. Also, thanks to Diane for opening up Township 14 in Olympia, WA for a night of music with Justin, Derek M Johnson, and myself.
It’s made me sad to leave so soon, but such is life. Now, onto more recording and writing. Now that I am here, I am looking to put together a chamber ensemble for the writing and performing. If you want to play, come join me.
Many thanks to The Lycaeum for it’s generous support and kind wisdom that helped bring my first solo release, the Patience Relief EP, into the world! This release is the precursor to my forthcoming LP, expected to be completed in November 2013.
At first an unfolding,
later a grown thing;
A mistake as I look back
to the signs early on.
Now it’s a lifestyle
For each wisdom,
and make a grown thing.
Beyond reason and doubt and judgement and sides
Is the cool night in the trees
Where you can see time in a timeless way
WIth the night as bright as day
Where a sweet murmur becomes song,
Where love is a chorus
With the people and the trees
Everybody gets healed with their seeing.
I have seen this sacred place
And hope you can see it too
And if you do
Come meet me.
your deft grip emblazoned my wrist and face
in a brand
, the hot smell of a burning.
My wanting did more to destroy me than you ever could
with dreams, and fantasies, litling phrases
It was the the day before yesterday I thought about
crying, and how it was like making liquid of a tree
where the growth of branches just
floods away, and then
I was reminded of pruning shears.
After a growth has been removed, another so easily comes back
(the tall sky reaching ones are called suckers)
bearing no seeming memory of the excision,
but the history is evident.
I was reminded of sand.
How it gets into your shoes and hair,
and the sound it makes with the shore.
Oh, and then there’s computers.
Hello interweb slingers,
I have a piece of news. Bradford and I have been collaborating together and we’ve released a demo for ya’ll’s listening pleasures. Check it out here.
Thats all for now.