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Wednesday
Sep072005

I want to be in Letterman's band

I'm in the middle of three days home, before I head out basically for a week and a half. I haven't had many days off in the past few months, so I'm taking these days to just be at home with my family. It's been nice.

Tonight, though, Todd, Garett and I went to this "sales conference reception" which was basically a bunch of bookstore buyers, label people, and us, Third Day, Bebo and Jars. I'm one of those weird introverts who has to spend a lot of time in front of people and I cope with that in one of two ways: I get really loud or I get really quiet.

Meeting people after shows I usually swing to the former, and just talk way too much. If you've ever met me at a concert, you'd probably agree. Kind of like what your parents used to tell you about bees, I'm more scared of you than you are of me, believe me. Anyway, in rooms like I was in tonight, I just shut up and blend into the walls.

It was good to see the Jars guys again, though. When we were touring with them I rode on their bus and just had a wonderful time. They were some of the most encouraging, welcoming and fun people I'd traveled with in a long time. I really enjoyed getting to spend a few minutes with them again.

I had one awkward moment tonight, and I'd love to know your thoughts on this, because I'm not sure what I think of it yet. Cliff, living down in Houston, has become hugely active with the refugees at the AstroDome and a few other places. He, along with a few others, is in charge of getting food to all those people three times a day. It's a huge responsibility, and we're really proud of him and he's working so hard and doing it great. You can be praying for him right now.

Anyway, Todd and I were talking with a person from the label, saying that we were going down there later this week to rehearse, and that Cliff was going to take us by some of the places he's been working, so we can see what's going on. We said we'd try to help out if we can, which is true, but this is what I don't know what to think about. This person said that if we help out, we need to be sure to get a couple pictures, for magazines or whatever.

I don't know, that just felt a little weird, and I could tell that person felt it was weird saying it, but it was their job to push the band... I mean, our family's putting together a few boxes of clothes and food to send down, like everybody else on the block, but is it wrong or encouraging to make a photo op of what we're doing? I mean, could it spur other people on to help out? Is it wrong or ok? Should it have been awkward? Anyway, no big deal, just something I've been thinking about.

It also kind of seems crazy how political the whole thing has gotten. The media seems to be really pushing it these days, saying some crazy stuff. I hope nobody believes that the relief was bungled because ol' Bushy is a racist. He may not be Abraham Lincoln, but he's not Hitler either. I think he's a guy trying his best, just like any of us would do. And a lot of what went wrong seemed to be more with the local New Orleans folks and annoying red tape than a federal mission of evil. I don't know, I just think it's shameful for people to be taking advantage of this terrible tragedy to push their agendas. It just shows how selfish and inhuman some of these people really are.

In other news, I bought a new chair today at Target. I'm excited about it. I have two "work" chairs in my studio, the kind with wheels on the bottom and a seat and a back. They are small and uncomfortable, and they're all I've used for the last four years. They also make my back hurt and my legs fall asleep.

So today, I bought an actual office chair, the kind with nice, puffy seat and back, and arms, and it raises and lowers. It cost probably fifteen dollars more than the painful ones I already had. So it's still a cheap-o, but I'm excited. I'll let you know how it goes after my first session with it. I'm sure it will be the most productive session ever in the history of recording.

And to end today's stream of rambling I would just like to make this pronouncement:

If I die, don't let The Normals or Caedmon's or Andy and the Andys do a reality show where people compete to take my place by singing bad karaoke, like INXS or TLC. Make them do a spelling bee and/or mad lib competition. So much more inspiring.

Oh, and if you're keeping up the neighbors every night, and you know who you are, might I recommend...

snore strips

Seacrest Out!
Tuesday
Sep062005

whoever came up with the phrase "sleeping like a baby" must never have had one.
Monday
Sep052005

computer woes and AP shows (that rhymes)

So my computer's logic board went bad last night. It's a problem with the certain kind of laptop I have, and it's happened three times now. I think the same thing has happened to the Chris's Mason and Weigel a few times as well. So it's off to the shop for him again, thankfully it's free, since it's their fault, but I'll be writing a little less until I get it back, since I'll have to borrow computers to do it. Anyway, I wanted to let you guys know that the Baton Rouge show has been rescheduled for Sept. 13, and the following four days, 14-17, I'll be opening for, and playing with, Andrew Peterson. I'll post the dates and info later today. I've also got a couple solo shows in the works, and if I can get into my old e-mails from another computer, then I'll be able to post that info as well. Thanks, and have a great Labor Day.

Oh, and if you're in Nashville and bored tonight, I'll be playing a short set with Matthew Perryman Jones at the Mercy Lounge tonight, sometime after 9. I'll just be playing guitar and singing a third above, and Cason's playing bass, I think, and Andy Hubbard is playing drums, so it will be fun. Drop on by if you're in town.
Sunday
Sep042005

Minneapolis Airport

We had a little type-o somewhere in our flight information getting home from Sioux Falls, South Dakota, where we played last night, and so we have a nice four hour layover when we thought we'd be home. Oh well. Todd, Kevin and I actually went to a small church service they had here at the airport. There were ten of us there and it was a sort of Lutheran Liturgy in a small alcove off of a hallway. It was pretty interesting, but it was nice and I'm glad I went.

Alison and I have pretty much decided that we're going to remain a part of the church we were going to a little while ago, and that meets on Sunday mornings. I was hoping to fly standby and get home in time, but it just wasn't possible. A neighborhood fellowship group is starting near us this week, though, and we'll get to be a part of that, which we're really excited about.

Our show last night was pretty good, but very short. They told us we had 30 minutes, and then gave us 45 as we walked on. It was a big crowd, though, and I had my Les Paul with new pickups and my Strat, that I also put new pickups in, and just got back from the shop yesterday, where they fixed just about everything. That thing plays like a new guitar. I was really happy with the way it played and sounded, and that was fun. The festival was at a small water/amusement park, so after we played, Todd, Josh, Kevin and I rode some go-karts. Here is a picture to reiterate how awesome I am when I am about to obliterate all my fellow riders in Go-KartLand...

go-cart

After that we went back to the hotel, and I ran into my old roommate, Chris Beaty, who is now playing bass for the Supertones. We hung out for about an hour and caught up. He is one of my favorite people on the Earth, but I rarely get to see him anymore. It was really nice to be able to spend some time with him.

Well, that's about it. I'm going to (hopefully) get on a plane here soon and get home to my family. I think we're going to try to hang out with some of our neighbors tonight, and tomorrow I will sleep in.
Friday
Sep022005

and the winner is...

Jake Randall.