Following What You Can’t See

Last night I was walking down a pier in the golden light of evening, about to get on a boat when a friend who works at a a nearby restaurant raced over to ask if I would play some music. Their booked performer hadn’t shown. I didn’t know what to think. I haven’t played a solo show in years now, but I’ve been writing a ton of songs in the past few weeks, so I went for it. Grabbed my tinny sunburst guitar from the car, got up on stage in the red light to an unexpected applause and began to play. New songs. Songs I don’t even know yet. Something in the dark just beyond my touch.

And somehow I sang for two hours, the sound coming from this place I just returned to after years away. Made $90, got some food and drink and two more solo shows lined up, but more than anything I got this strange answer for a question I have been asking the universe about what I should do with this need to make things. And so, in whatever fashion it may happen, I am going to try to do something with the sound I hear. I hope to share something of it soon.

In the meantime check out the brand new EP from my fuller band (led by Brother Townsend). We’re called The Cost.

All the King’s Ashes by The Cost

Oh, and I guess I might try to come back to this abandoned blog. Nearly six months away can be good for a man.