Beyond stoked to play Great Scott with a full band for the first time, and to see all the badasses in @heyheavysleeper @flamingoclubband, and Noble Pedro- buy tickets online for $8 or at the door for $10!
Michelle wanted a custom welcome sign that they could hang in their home after to remember their amazing wedding. I will always always always swoon over her incredible request (and I’m loving how many of you are now asking for this version!) Adding this Welcome sign to the Etsy right after I post this 😘 Link in profile!
Dog Dad Day
“Happy Birthday Daddy-o!”
Kraig says...”Much obliged Huckleberry! Happy Birthday to Woody Guthrie too!”
One By One —Woody Guthrie/Wilco
“One by one, the teardrops fall as I write you.
One by one, my words come falling on the page.
One by one, my dreams are fading in the twilight.
One by one, my schemes are fading fast away.
One by one, the flowers fading in my garden.
One by one, the leaves are falling from the trees.
One by one, my hopes are vanished in the clouds, dear.
One by one, like snowflakes melting in the breeze.
One by one, my hair is turning gray.
One by one, my dreams are fading fast away.
One by one, I read your letters over.
One by one, I lay them all away.
One by one, the days are slipping up behind you.
One by one, the sweetest days of life go by.
One by one, the moments stealing up behind you.
One by one, she'll come and find not you or I.
One by one, I hear the soft words that you whispered.
One by one, I feel your kisses soft and sweet.
One by one, I hope you'll say the words to marry.
One by one to one by one forever be.”
Yankee Foxstrot Hotel - Wilco
Disco formidável. Da primeira à última música, uma porrada atrás da outra. Indie/folk maravilhoso, com músicas bem construídas. Esse disco ficou marcado pelo fato de que eu achava que o gênero tava esgotado, mesmo essa obra sendo da década passada.
A música: difícil escolha, mas fico com Radio Cure.
Sensei Matl teaching at one of his famous Judo clinics at the beach. Right on the water of the Gulf of Mexico.
These trainings were Saturday and Sunday and were equivalent to 3 months of training.
We would start Saturday afternoon at 5pm and work in 2hr blocks. Take a break at 9pm for dinner there at the beach house, then at 10pm, Sensei would push everyone back on the mat to fight.
The late night fighting would go until around 4am. I believe the record is still at 430am. The usual quit time for us Black Belt die hards was between 3am and 4am. You still had to shower before hitting the bunks there onsite.
We would be back on the mat at 8am and work Jiu-Jitsu until 10am, then to the beach to shoot guns. Finish it all out with eating lunch and cleaning the Dojo and beach house top to bottom.
Super tough training. You had to take 2 Gis because the 1st would still be wet from the night before. They would even still be wet by the time I would get back home to Round Rock Sunday night.
I took this pic along with a bunch of others because during the night fighting, I had a major ankle sprain. So, instead of checking out totally, I got out the camera and got some awesome pictures. I was super bummed to be not training, but glad I got some amazing pictures.
Sensei Matl just had a birthday. He's now 75yrs young and still going strong practicing and teaching Judo and Jiu-Jitsu. Such and inspiration. I hope to be half as good as he is. If I can make that, I'll be a happy man.
He will be here at the school on 7/28/18 for a seminar. The info is in my feed.
fulllll lovely day of shipping signs to Michigan and Virginia, delivering garlands for the most precious shower, and working on a large pile of hexagon acrylic placecards 🤗 its signature cocktail-o’clock around here 🥂happy fri-YAY!
Y’all were super excited to play one of our favorite albums at one of our favorite venues. Come hear us with a 6 piece band performing #yankeehotelfoxtrot in its entirety at the @themothlight August 18th!
Link Wray S/T 1st 🇺🇸 Polydor “Sterling Leo Hulko” press.
There are some pearls of wisdom I’ll be passing along to my heirs (after the other big life stuff that’s equally important 😆) 1. if you see an album cover from the 60’s with some dudes in a tree BUY IT ASAP!
2. If you see the initials LH Sterling inscribed in the deadwax of any pressing, BUY IT! This 1A stamper is as good as this rustic recording will ever sound and it sounds GOOD!
Now onto this masterpiece. Link Wray was in the end stages of his incredible instrumental career. Devoting less of his time to music and more to his farm in Accokeek, Maryland. Accokeek, situated on the Potomac river has a rich Indigenous history dating back to 2000 BCE. This album could not have been recorded anywhere else and it’s essence seeps into these grooves.
Oh yeah, it’s also recorded in a CHICKEN COOP! I am not 💩 you! Whatever could fit inside to record and could sound like music is on this album : no drum kit? Just stomp on the floor and shake a can of nails for the snare drum. Creaky barrelhouse piano, haunted AF? You bet! This would not matter one iota if the material wasn’t good. And this is as good as it gets!
Imagine an unholy hybrid of Astral Weeks / Beggars Banquet / 🐘 era White Stripes and of course, Wilco and the whole Americana genre.
From the first notes of a sustained piano and snare drum (can of nails) “La De Da” is a gospel tent revival and a full throated rebirth of a man’s musical career. If you could bottle the sound of a Phoenix rising l, it would be Link Wray’s vocals on this pure 🔥🔥🔥🔥 track. “Juke Box Mama” (HELLO JACK WHITE!) is a soul belting stomper of a rocker. “Falling Rain” the greatest song Dan never wrote is a gorgeous, delicate finger-picked tune on top of a lush swoon-worthy background chorus (recorded in the adjoining room in the coop) “Way Out West” is pure power pop fuzz-guitar like the Flaming Groovies and the Rolling Stones.
But the killer track is “Fire and Brimstone” with a dobro guitar popping out of he speakers : Americana bliss!! Check into the Chicken Shack!