Just got back last weekend from camping with my three brothers, three of my favorite people, at the mountain of gold. Where this video was made last year exactly around this time:

And so The Faraway was so half-assedly “released” to the world. Really it was my birthday and I was going to be gone and I had self-imposed deadlines and thus, hence, I released an album. Without thinking! Without mastering! Without caring.

But that’s fine… right?

Camping now with my girls, my dog Cinco and the ever-amazing Katy Unger. Between last weekend with my brothers and now this, it doesn’t really get better. What a crazy blessed life!

#blessed

Yeah. Well. Anyways. I thought I might do the same this year with The Faraway part 2. But I’m going to hold off until my return from the ocean and woods and just being faraway. It’s ok. I can do that, I’m indie.

I don’t want to rush it. And, truth be told I’m going to fold in the impatience of that album “release” last year with this one, and it will all be well and good in the universe. You’ll see.

So stay tuned. Hopefully I’m far enough from cell phone coverage to not be bothered with any thoughts of anything at all but guitars and walks and campfires and maybe a beer or two.

Or don’t stay tuned. Stay out of tune. Stay golden. Stay, though, please.

I promise I’ll give you music if you do.

More music.

I hope you are feeling good and able to get some good things out of your day. And that it all adds up to beautiful. Thanks for being here. I’ll see you there.

It’s been fast and cool and full of nostalgia and crazy weather and we are headed south again, leaving portland, and the bridges behind… again.

It’s the best city, and the rain settled in on us, and the lightning was everywhere, and so were our friends, and places to eat, and to get coffee. Now we camp our way back to Northern California… “home”…

august is more than midway, Kate and Pete have had their birthdays, Nate’s is coming up.

Last night played the Power Palooza event on top of a roof with the green lights spinning all around and the summer night. All day in the art room practicing, and coming up with a few new songs.

Yes summer

last weekend we were on the beach, Navarro beach south of Mendocino and we watched the meteor shower with the new moon keeping the sky dark. We visited the Big River Ranch where we used to live and saw Lucky the landlord. The buildings were in ill repair, all were moving out, and it flashed in my mind to take it on as a perfect life project, trim the apple orchards, get the garden going, carve the paths out of the woods. Shangri-La.

But who is to say. Kate made peach cobbler from the peaches there, we were back in reality and spending our time on music and painting, which is the way it ought to be.

Currently reading :
The Matarese Circle
By Robert Ludlum
Release date: February, 1979