PNW #2: Day Eight

The Triple Door was my favorite show so far. This place is classy and cool and nice and lovely (and, and, and…). We sold our first poster – thanks Washington Street Press! – and played to a silent room of 200+. My heart is full. No one remind me that tomorrow is the last show, okay?

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PNW #2: Day Seven

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The Doug Fir reminded us what a live show ought to sound like. Jesse and James are sleeping to prepare for their two day drive (we’ll be there soon) and I’m about to pack up the van with our gear. I saw a lot of old friends and a few folks who saw us last time we played here – THANK YOU for coming back to see us – and to quote Rennie again, “tonight was like taking a nice warm bath.”

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The balancing bird that rests on Dave’s pedal steel. A gift from his son.