In the epicenter of Central Arkansas weirdness and radness. Next to me is a table of 1) nurses 2) hardcore emo chicks 3) one black lab puppy and I have no idea who the puppy belongs to, if anyone, or how any of these people even know each other, or if I'm watching a bizarro postmodern sapphic version of Westside Story unfold, and how the dog figures in, and why the heck it's grey and the trees are stripped but it's somehow 73 degrees.
And sure, why not, this is what I'm thankful for.
Anyway, a few quick notes in lieu of some real writing:
1) If you notice the right sidebar, you'll see another Nashville show date. Anyone and everyone available on December 6 should come out to Christopher Pizza and see whole night of great acoustic sets.
2) Among the shows I'm planning for the upcoming months is Vanderbilt's Rites of Spring. While me and mine negotiate with them from our end, there's something YOU can do to help me get booked. Just FOLLOW THIS LINK and fill in my name. There's no limit to how many times you can fill out this survey, so pass it along and go crazy. This is a great bill and a big opportunity and I'd love your help!
November is the weirdest month,
P.S. That's Tyrod. When all this business is over, he and I are getting an apartment together.