One week! Oh yes, one week until I leave on a jet plane, knowing full well when I'll be back again but excited none the less. First stop, Australia, to celebrate a good friend’s wedding, playing some rock and/or roll, and see family. Should I encounter a Sydney Funnel-Web spider, evidently the continent’s most dangerous, I’m sure my encyclopedic knowledge of the Police’s catalogue will come in handy.
Today’s been spent packing, cleaning, organizing, trying to stay ahead of the game in anticipation of a lunatic week filled with marathon recording sessions, guest spots in gothic country shows, rock operas, and podcasts with some of my favorite people. I’m gonna collapse into my middle seat from BNA to LAX a contented ne’er-do-well.
It’s time. I’ve been off the road for too long, and it’s made me weird(er). It’s time to take the music to the people, and I know my comrades aboard the Al Stone pirate ship are just as ready.
We’re all older, marginally wiser, and have a bunch of cool stuff happening individually these days outside of the band. Loyal MoaT readers (thank you) know what I’m up to, and I’d like to share with you this. My fellow stage lefter, Steve Swatkins, aka Swatkins, is the best talkbox player in the world, and his band Swatkins and the Positive Agenda are poised for big things. Their debut single makes me happy, and I know it’ll bring a smile to your face, too.