I’ve been melting the past weeks here in Portland, which feels amazing after so many gray summer days. A couple of weeks ago I finished my second west coast tour with my friends, Great Republic of Rough and Ready, which felt welcoming and more encouraging than I was expecting. I’m always so surprised when a space goes from noise to silence and stays that way through an entire set – with the way we live in the world right now, it can feel like a lot to ask for such complete attention, and I wonder what magic happens or how sound waves move to create this kind of space – it happens with children I watch, too and it seems to bring a new meaning to “time” – it’s a bit of a cliché to say, but time can stretch and shrink and pull in ways that are really magnificent. Last night when I sang to Alice (a four month old girl), her blue eyes grew wide and she became so quiet.
We also played most of the shows with my friend Alexis, in her project called Hearsay and Hyperbole. Both bands have returned to their respective homes in Brooklyn, NY but it was lovely to spend the week together – we got to swim in the Yuba River together (in my home, Nevada City, CA), and got to be reminded for a brief moment of that smell of dry summer dirt crumbling and sliding as we climbed down the banks to the water. I shared a lovely show in Davis at Sophia’s Thai with Portland’s Wild Ones, and hope to see them again.
Last weekend I played with the beautiful Annie Lynch and Ed Thanhouser at the Christmas Horse, and this weekend (Friday, the 26th) I’m playing at Q Cafe in Seattle. I have plans in the works for an east coast tour in October (New York, Boston, Portland, ME …) – cool and interesting and challenging to be playing so much. Lastly, in the next week or two I should have cds with full artwork and inserts for my new record, Home of the Brave (designed with help from my good friend Greta Merrick, who is moving to Portland this month!)
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