9/14/18

It was a rainy Friday night but the roads were pretty clear for the drive to Houston.  It’s Swishbuckler time again. Ahoy!

We were at Rudyards with the Poor Dumb Bastards. Our set was a messy ball of fun. We were a little all over the place, only one rehearsal since last year.... what do you want. Good thing the set doesn’t change much (or all!) 

Tommy is back so we are a two guitar band again.  It’s a thicker sound with two of us. And on occasion there are some harmony parts!!

We wrapped it up and PDB went on, they were playing the next night in Austin, see y’all then. We took off and made it home a little after three. 

9/5/18

Off of tour and back to reality. Bigfoot has that monthly at the Sahara lounge. And it’s with Danny B Harvey!!!

I got there and he was ripping that tele up. No shocker there. Pretty much what he does. The rhythm section was two totally different dudes this time. Didn’t get to meet either of them.... oh well. They had a hell of a set.  

We went up and did it.  No rehearsal so things were a little seat of the pants. But we pulled it off. Sometimes that edge is what makes it. Pretty sure that’s what happened here. 

It feels like Bigfoot’s been needing something like this for a while. I think the monthly could make us stronger, faster and more powerful than ever...

8/26/18

After a nearly eight hour drive we made it to Marfa. We were the only band on the bill at the Lost Horse Saloon and it was a set up and play kind of an affair. Decent joint! Nice and muddy the kinda joint that I didn’t expect to see in Marfa (non-artsy, just regular!) I’m really happy we played there. 

We were exhausted. And you could tell...   A fried was there and he said we would “get up” for the songs but we’d drop back down in between.  But he said we would get up more and more with each tune. To the point where we were killing it near the end. Last show of the tour, we were all out. 

After we loaded, sat around shooting the shit for a while. Then we made the night drive back to our respective houses. Nearly nine hours later I made it home. Tour over. Now sleep.