Flyer I made for our new March show. The Everlove is ex-Adelphi, in case you were wondering. It's a Beach Boys, bright, sorta classic pop-rock thing, and it's great. I highly recommend checking it out.
Saints & Sinners was good times, and so was the rest of that weekend.
My roommate is an idea machine.
I have weird crushes on random people. Heat waves in November.
I have school back on track, but I still can't wait until I graduate.
And when I graduate, I have a dream job. Figured that out just the other day. Hire me.
Glad to see the Bamboozle TV News project off and running; it was a hectic day,
but we got our announcements straightened out.
Another announcement is set for Friday; I don't know if I can handle all this intensity.
Lies ... I can always handle intensity. I was born intense and determined.
Lots of small nonsense, none of which is worth mentioning.
If you take it one more step, I live for live music. It's the festivals, the teensy local show productions, and the thrill of touring that's always been the most appealing aspect of the music industry for me. You are a live band first, and a studio band second, and if there is a switch in the pattern, well, I just don't think we can be friends. You can't capture the same teeth or grit or verbal gutting as when you intake from ceiling-high speakers, and I believe that is something that will stick with me until I finally give in a get a pair of earplugs (or die). Looking out at tens of thousands of people at Bamboozle to looking out at a sold-out homecoming show at Hamilton - you can't get anymore grounding or clarifying than that.
This makes me excited to get our shows going again, and I really needed that extra burst of faith and hope. The laborious fruits of local shows used to be what I lived for. Working at Hamilton both reinforced and crushed that energy for me, and I'm working to get back up to a point where I get that same rush of fulfillment and purpose.