What an adventure! I feel like I went on my own Kon Tiki down to SF. There were so many good hangs. It was really special seeing my homies Carlye and Andrew, both of which are SUPER talented musicians and sweet people. Thanks for coming out to the shows! It blew my mind that I could be so far from home and have people to call friends in a distant land. Also a huge thanks to Abbi for housing us in Portland when the van broke down. Thanks for putting a roof over our heads!
We also got to see my current roomie, Aya T. Sato, who was down shooting a wedding and hanging out with Carlye. Her photos are excellent and I can’t wait to see all that comes from the trip.
The band was pieced together like scraps of wood to form a floating raft that carried us. We started practicing two weeks before our shows in SF, and the guys did an amazing job. On bass was Brian James who plays and writes in the technical rock jams of English Gardens. On drums, my old friend Aaron Gilligan made it look easy. Aaron plays in indie/folk/bite/rockers Indigo Wolf (they’re from New Zealand) and he used to play in the amazing Seattle band, Breathe Repeat (RIP). We also had Aaron’s NZ buddy Josh O’Neill, who does some excellent branding design.
I had so much fun with you dudes bumming around in The Mission District eating tacos, waiting for Carlye to get her ass out of that electronics shop, loosing my shit in Portland after our van broke down, eating good and bad food, drinking amazing coffee at Sight Glass and Ritual, driving and listening to so many jams, drinking tasty suds, talking about life and art, staying at the dodgiest hotel on earth, exchanging American and New Zealand cultural and lingual norms (Josh, I want a pash in the Jack London Inn next year!), and all the silliness. MY HEART IS FULL! Thank you guys for trusting me, stepping out into an unknown sea, and giving me your talent and your time.
The shows were made most fun by the bands we got to play with. I wish these guys all lived closer to Seattle so I could show you their amazing music. Big thanks to the dream pop rock crew in Sunbeam RD (thanks for the vinyl), noisy punk explosions of Buzzmutt, and the garage ballads of Oceanography. A big thank-you to our venue hosts The Hemlock Tavern and Bottom of The Hill. Both sound engineers and staff were incredibly professional and friendly.
Our van made it back to Seattle and my mind and body can rest. We’ve landed on a shore called home. I woke up today next to my wife and made coffee and oatmeal in my own kitchen. But something in me is already dreaming of the next adventure.
I left my heart in San Francisco.