Yeah yeah, I know. I fell off the map. Clearly I haven’t been taking my everything pill regularly. Having made some notable life changes and collecting my thoughts I am ready to begin talking to myself again (and to anyone else who will listen), and perfect timing because fun things abound. After the most memorable Living Room performance of my life, Great Elk and I have begun our Northeast Summer Tour with gusto, having played three very different shows in a few days.
Thus far, New Jersey and Pennsylvania have treated us far more kindly than New Hampshire — packed shows, enthusiastic new friends and warm beds in which to sleep were the stories of Montclair and Philly, whereas our finest moment in Portsmouth probably came when our show was over and we enjoyed our first cool breeze since June. But we have hope for New England and our next few days in Vermont will surely be awesome. I have few doubts.
More than anything else, I have enjoyed the people with whom I have shared great times — namely the boys from Great Elk, whose songs are starting to feel like my own. Above we can see Paul and Patrick enjoying a mid-day PB & J on the Trinity College main quad before taking on New England. But everyone has been amazing. From my back-in-the-day MHS homeys, to our face-painted friends at Chernobyl to my new friend Ahmed, a Turk who has come to the states to study theology, almost all the people we’ve met have been great to us. And those who haven’t do not really linger in my mind.
We move on.