
rocking Urbana

the mosh pit
Hit the ground running at 7:30 am, heading to WDOK and our friends Trapper and Terry on the morning drive show. Quick interview and a couple of songs and off to WKYC TV channel 3.
Turns out that one of the cameramen at the station is a guy who’s voice we all know. He’s the AOL guy who says, “You’ve got mail!”.
As chance would have it, my good friend from the Jim Brickman tours, Anne Cochran, was guest hosting that morning and we did a short chat and a tune, then piled back in the van and hustled to WCPN, the NPR radio station located in the new swanky digs at the idea center in playhouse square for a live one hour concert from their studios on their “Around Noon” series. We set up all the gear and played 5 tunes and interviewed with the very erudite host, Dee, all of which was webcasted simultaneously. Then packed it all up and back in the van to WCSB, a jazz station operating out of the old NPR studios. We played informally for about an hour out of a single amp and a cajone (a wooden box that serves as a drum.) Then back in the van and over to our new hotel closer to the venue, check-in, 30 minutes to regroup, and then off to soundcheck at Cain Park, which is a beautiful outdoor (covered) amphitheater and a large stage. It looks wonderful but is cavernous when it comes to the sound. We unloaded again, set up, and struggled for about 2 hours to get some sort of clarity with the sound and finally turned the soundcheck over very tardily to our opening band at 7, an hour before the start of the show. Guitarist Doug Wood, bassist Darren Frate and drummer Ivan George opened for us. Doug is our booking agent and was also responsible for all our publicity in Cleveland, lining up all 3 radios, the TV and also an online CD review that week in CoolCleveland.com. So he definitely gets the MVP in Cleveland, as well as the rest of the tour. Doug probably spent more hours booking and dealing with the tour than we did, including all our travel and rehearsal and shows. Definitely the kind of guy who has your back and who you want on your team.
Pizza delivery never showed so it was a hot dog from the concession stand and onto the stage a little hungry for our 5th show of the day. 3 songs in, a cable somehow gets loosened on my pedalboard and the violin mysteriously disappears from the mix. A few panicked moments later, he found the problem and dropped back into the mix just in time for the second verse of “Peace and Quiet”. One few minutes later, his E string breaks at the start of the next tune and off he goes to grab the spare, which hadn’t really been played in about 2 years and which posed a constant tuning issue for the rest of the show. But on we went, playing an excerpt from the very demanding contemporary electric violin concerto “The Dharma at Big Sur”, solo Bach for electric violin and the rest of the show on the spare violin. The sound never did get better onstage. In fact, it got louder and worse as the night wore on, adding to the challenges of an already challenging day. But the show was still a blast to play for a crowd that included a lot of friends and the standing ovation helped everyone’s attitude.
After a stellar breakfast at an organic restaurant in Athens called Casa Nueva—Futch and Steve insist the pancakes were the best they’d ever had—we hit the road for Cleveland. Pulled into town just in time for evening rush hour and since our hotel was a couple of blocks from the stadiums, we had the added fun of hitting the area just as both stadiums were filling for the evening games. Just swarms of people, cops not letting cars turn, etc etc. and we couldn’t find the hotel. Eventually we made it and had the night off in preparation for the big media blitz the next day.

breakfast on the road

soundcheck athens

rockin' the record store

ear x-tacy window

ear x-tacy display
Pick up the rental van from the airport, start the pack. 2 boxes of snacks from Costco, cooler full of waters and mango juice. Michael earns his packing merit badge squeezing all our gear into the back. All set to go so we can bolt right after our WPLN NPR radio appearance on “Live in Studio C” the next morning.
Next morning we set out first thing for the philly airport. I had a solo concert at Belmont University in Nashville at 4, so we were watching flight schedules and weather reports, but everything worked out fine. It rained like Niagara Falls for the load in at Belmont, umbrellas over amps, backing up to doorways–still got soaked.
Monday, July 13 is tour prep day. Michael and I pick up the rental van from the airport, quick stop at Tour Supply for industrial strength batteries and a speaker cable and then to the studio to start the pack. 2 boxes of snacks from Costco, cooler full of waters and mango juice. Michael earns his packing merit badge squeezing all our gear into the back. All set to go so we can bolt right after our WPLN NPR radio appearance on “Live in Studio C” the next morning.

mile one--leaving nashville
Couple of hours drive over to Clinton. It’s a small and very friendly festival in a beautiful setting by a small river and old mill, in front of a abig rock wall. Unfortunately the weather was real threatening but we had an afternoon set and managed to play an hour and get offstage just before the rain started up. Then hung around and caught jim weider’s set (he’s an ex-member of “the Band”) and he’s got Rodney Holmes on drums (Santana and others.) cool band.

black potatoe festival surroundings

crowd

tracy

futch

steve

tracy and david cullen

the 3 stooges
Case up all the backline and load it into the car, drop it off, then back to the hotel to reload with all our gear. Drive 3 hours or so up to Reading, PA. Talking about slavery around the world, the American revolution, and the idea of pluralism—.how there can actually be more than one right answer and more than one truth. I say, what is it about human nature that we think we have the only answer, as in the subject of religion. Each religion thinks there was is the only true way, when obviously they are all equally true or false.
Futch says: if I’m riding in my car and I blow the horn, I hear a steady pitch, but if you’re standing on the street, you hear the pitch go down as I pass, the Doppler effect. Now who’s right? They’re both right. 2 different truths happening at the same time.
Steve says yes, the guy in the car is correct in his perception, as is the guy on the porch, but that is exactly what it is, their differing perceptions based on physical conditions or limitations. That does not change the one source or one truth, just their understanding of that truth. That’s where human nature comes into play in thinking we have all of the answers based on our understanding, but there is much more there than we can perceive. We don’t have to hate each other because of the differences in what we believe to be true. “I’m right, you’re wrong” never gets along. That’s the cool thing about the makeup of the band. We all come from different backgrounds but we respect those differences and appreciate what each one brings to the mix.
I say that it’s human nature for us to not want to accept things that are different from us—different cultures, languages, music, food, etc but that there will come a time (maybe not for hundreds of years,) when we will not only be more accepting, as the global village gets smaller and smaller, but that we will welcome it and understand that the best often happens when there is a mix of things—mutts are stronger than purebreds, etc. That cultures like the US and Brazil, where there is a melting pot of cultures, produces great culture but that there will one day come a time when the tension of those cultures rubbing up against each other will disappear, because it has to in order for us to get along, like traffic has to obey certain rules or we all crash into each other.
And that, as a band, if we can contribute in some small way to this trend of accepting what is different from us, that we are really contributing something positive to the civiliation. And that our “mission” with the band is to show people that you can love James Brown for the funk and love John Adams for the beauty and a pop song for the fun and Hendrix for the heaviness and that you can like it all, that there’s more than one musical truth and they’re all valid. And that if we can help to break these barriers in some small way, to set an example through the metaphor of music, maybe we can speed up this process towards a civilization that’s pluralistic and glad about it, instead of pluralistic and mean about it.
Our good friend David Cullen joined us onstage for a few tunes. David is a guitar player extraordinaire who happens to live in Reading, and by a fluke wasn’t working that night, and as a home town favorite, he brought the house down. David and I have played shows together in Reading and elsewhere for several years and the chemistry is always great. And a shout out to the Peanut Bar for providing some very delicious and welcome dinner. And a big thank you to Kevin Brett for shooting the show. There are a ton of amazing shots which you can see in our gallery.
Watkins park, MD
Got some catching up to do. Thought I’d have all this time sitting in a van to plumb the depths of my inner road warrior and keep everybody abreast of our every little rock star moment, but seems like there actually hasn’t been 5 minutes in a row, between phone calls with the agent, publicist, family back home, set list discussions, tour logistics and taking my turn driving. Turns out this is really a lot of work…

any sleep is good sleep

grammy winning funk