July! And a beautiful one it is. I’ve escaped the coastside’s version of summer (a high of 60 with drizzling fog) and write from 95 degree Washington state at my aunt’s house. It may actually be a bit too hot here, but you can’t win them all.
Wanted to share these pretty photos of a house concert I hosted at Little Yellow in her new space last month. A tiny house concert, if you will. Some friends in a band called The Riverside were passing through on tour and were so kind as to provide me a grand excuse to throw a gathering and play some music. So gather and music we did.
The deck we built recently acted as stage, and with chairs and a weeping willow tree and people stacked atop on Zac’s new shipping container, it was damn near magical. Such a lovely thing to reflect on the memories of music made within and enjoy the space in a new way.
A few music things, I’ve recently put up a video (live recording, single take) if you might enjoy it. It was filmed in the tiny tower of the new house, which we’ve filled with prolific tomato plants and a slew of other rapidly growing things. It’s much like its own wee greenhouse.
And secondly, I’ve somehow managed to find myself on the edge of my biggest show yet by far, with the crazy opportunity to open for (Grammy award winning pop diva) Mýa at the Music Box (a 700 capacity venue) in San Diego on Thursday, Aug 2 at 8:30 pm. I’m so excited I could skip over an 18 wheeler, but my end of the deal is to pre-sell 50 tickets by Aug 1. Which is…daunting.
If you know anyone in or near San Diego could you could you tell them, shout at them, bribe them, (pay them?) to come to this show? Threaten them, maybe? If it gets down to it, I am low key planning to lure drunk strangers onto a bus and drive them there, so it would be great if I didn’t have to do that.
In closing, while we may not live in our tinies forever and ever, they can still continue to enrich our lives in countless beautiful ways ❤ Photos of the night by Ross Ruddell