I’ll first admit I’ve been lazy and unable to muster enough time and focus to update this blog.
(Which is an apology to exactly six people who read this — none of which is my family. They’ve all got better things to do.)
I wish I could offer up some great explanation as to why I’ve neglected to sound off and add my voice to the hurricane roar of idiocracy that plagues the Internet these days. I can’t. I just been busy and bored and unwilling to spend any extra effort or thought into stringing a few meager sentences together.
In other words, you ain’t missing much.
The band’s been good and fine and as upside down as ever and I’m flattered we got our first tepid review since… well, ever. I don’t mind people being critical or less-than-complimentary; I’m just surprise we don’t hear that sort of thing more often. I’m the first to admit we suck at times and shocked more people don’t agree. It was nice to see someone devote 500 words in their news magazine to opine the new album was “meh”.
Most days, I couldn’t agree more.
This past weekend was the first off we’ve had in months and it was refreshing. I watched a lot of television — too much TV, in fact — so much so, that I’ve deluded myself into thinking I should spend more time on a sitcom I’ve had brewing for 12 years. Eight cans of Diet Coke and a screaming kid will do that to a guy.
Earlier this month, we got to visit Mountain Home, Idaho, to open for Micky and the Motorcars and Reckless Kelly. Idaho is exceptionally pretty and bearable this time of the year; M&MC and RK, not so much. People in Idaho are pleasant and respectful and go out of their way to say hi. Sort of like living in any part of Texas not named Austin. The trip was quick and I got to see some family and meet a bunch of new fans and discovered a new fondness for the Fender Deluxe Blues twin cab. I also walked away hoping I never get to be so big I can’t step foot outside my dilapidated tour bus to say hi to anyone who might have plunked down $30 to see me or write 12 impossible-to-discern-the-difference tunes and call it art. I’m fine being “little people” and not growing to the point where I fold in on myself and lose whatever glimpse of a creative soul I once had.
Cynical? Sure. But it makes the absurdity of air travel worth it.
August 10, 2010 at 7:16 pm |
Make that 7… You guys are fantastic! My husband and I are huge red dirt fans, and have just recently discovered you guys. We have listened to your last CD over and over and over in the last week… Stoney Larue has been at the top of our list for about 7 years now – would LOVE to see you guys play with him. That would be an amazing show! Looking forward to seeing you live for the first time – hoping you add some more dates in the Dallas area. Ever thought about joining some of the other texas country artists that play at Hat Tricks in Lewisville, TX (Coach Joe’s place)? Great venue with loyal fans. Congrats on making some awesome music!