Patience is a virtue…

…especially for readers of THIS blog.  I can look at the stats and tell that some of you still check it, although the attendance has dwindled greatly. Of course, this is no one’s fault but my own. Two and a half months is a long damn time. I’m not quite back for good, but don’t lose hope, as there are big things in the cards  for Where To, Sir?. Grand ideas are slowly being wrought to fruition as I teach myself the ins and outs of HTML and CSS. Yes, it’s true. I’m designing my own site, and it’s coming along quite well. Maybe this will tide you over:

Have faith, loyal readers… I will return soon with more thoughts, stories, strange happenings, and hopefully a nicer site.  If patience is something you lack, follow me on Twitter.  Until then…

Morning radio…

…should be pushed to evening radio. I woke up at 5:30 am with my pillow over my head in my bunk, put my music pants on, and headed into the studio. Thankfully, Sully, the road mgr, had already set up my gear, an act of kindness which may or may not have dictated how the rest of my day will go.
We have a couple songs left to play before 10 am, then we hop on the bus for a 1000 mile trip to Atlanta! I don’t imagine us getting there anytime before 2 am however. Good thing I invested in such an in-depth entertainment library. Speaking of which, we watched Wanted on the bus and it was pretty lame. Decent action sequences, but stupid script.

Pictured below:
Grant, Betsy (EMI); Chris (engineer);

The Cure for the Middle of Nowhere.

This blog started out as a way to share travel stories with friends, but, ironically, I tend to completely ignore it when I’m not home. NOW, however, I’m on a bus again with satellite internet as opposed to a minivan without even a bar of phone service. Don’t get me wrong, I’m still in the middle of nowhere, and it’s not nearly as pretty the scenery of a couple weeks ago (East TX has nothing on anywhere, ESPECIALLY the CO Rockies).  We’re currently headed to Jon Rivers ranch to play on the K-Love morning show EARLY tomorrow morning. 

I’ve set up an entertainment/enrichment library here in my bunk:

 

Hours upon Hours.

Literature: Mere Christianity (C.S. Lewis), Harry Potter book 7

Visual Stimulation: Arrested Development Season 2, The Departed, W, Milk, The Dark Knight, and Wanted (Angelina Jolie matrix-ripoff… might suck)

 

I’m about to start watching The Departed (in my bunk) as we still have two hours of driving ahead of us.

PS  Thanks to REDBOX for the last 4 titles.

PSS I’ll keep the updates coming your way.

Signs, Vol. 2

I passed this yesterday out here in beautiful Colorado, and just BARELY got the shot off. I decided it was worth adding to the collection. For an explanation, go to talk to Baxter & Winnie.

Posts from the road are generally shorter, as I have to write them from my phone. I have a couple stories up the sleeve, so check back.

The Road to Salida: 3/5/09

I write to you from the very center of the Rocky Mountains. To my left, a treacherous climb looms, to my right, certain death awaits. A moment ago I was impatient, anxious for arrival in civilization and the warm welcome of cell service, but I took a brief step back and checked my perspective, which was narrower than the road we’re currently traveling, and allowed myself to remember what a luxury it is to see the world from these winding passages. In an attempt to capture the majesty, we hopped out of the car for a brief photo op. This is the best the iPhone had to offer:

Oh bad knees…

A little over two years ago I tore my patellar ligament in my right knee, and it has returned to haunt me. Last night I sprained it due to completely unnecessary rock ‘n’ roll behavior of a violent nature in my hotel room (get your mind out of the gutter… I was throwing my clothes around wildly… GET YOUR MIND OUT OF THE GUTTER!) I’ll need to acquire an ace bandage and some pain killers, but I’ll be fine. I also need to make sure I consume less than 1600 calories per day due to my upcoming lack of physical exercise. Does anyone know how to let these things heal PROPERLY?

Oh Doubletree…

 

 

Thine bountiful branches hath satisfied my slumber. For restful sleep I am grateful. I swam unconsciously in the clouds of your Sweet Dreams bed, and this morning I rose afresh, and ready to stare down the challenges of day on the road. Thanks Doubletree for rising above the rest and providing as such. See you again soon?

A Toast

To you, Jeremy Riddle, may new heights be reached in the success of your latest release, and to a long and prosperous career. May your purposeful wanderings touch many a heart, and put food on my table for many a meal. Cheers!!

F.U.T.S.A. Vol. 1

Dear George W:

Thanks, from the bottom of my heart, for another one of your “brilliant” ideas. You make my life difficult daily. You managed to facilitate one of the  biggest wastes of time and money in our nation’s history… well, besides the War On Terror (oil). Thanks to you, sir, millions of travelers spend at least an extra half hour in the airport daily, which sums up to be a perfect illustration of the inefficiency that was your presidency. Ouch.

To make matters worse, hundreds of musicians like myself have to deal with this day in and day out:

what it's supposed to look like:

Courtesy of TSA

This is one of my delay pedals. Apparently one thick-skulled individual thought this was some sort of explosive terrorist apparatus, and decided to try and defuse it by ripping it to shreds. BTW, the metal piece on in the 2nd picture was a fix that my handy-man dad came up with the FIRST TIME TSA broke it…                  …I stopped typing just now because the only words rolling off the tongue in my brain shouldn’t be uttered about anyone… anyone except the TSA.  So i verbalized it, but I won’t type them.  For crying (swearing) out loud, do you have any idea how much pressure has to be applied to rip through metal like that? It’s not really possible unless you’re jumping on a freaking 15 lb pry bar like your kid was pinned underneath a railroad tie with a train barreling down the tracks. WTF TSA?

here are a few examples of the power they wield (read: frequently abuse):

Justin's board... a sad day.

this is the 3rd volume pedal...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

did someone shoot this with a BB? how about the power jack in the back?

 

 

sent letters about this, but the government is unaccountable for their actions.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Pissed,

Evan

 

ps. To those of you who have already read this under the old title “I hate TSA,” I’ve changed the name to a self-explanatory acronym. This will be the first post of probably many under the new title, in which I will share with you my experiences. 

pss. Feel free to share any horror stories of your own in the comments section. Hell, maybe I’ll even compile them and start a whole separate blog dedicated to the exposure of such travesties.

More album covers

Boring entry title, fun game. In case you missed it, scroll down or click here for an explanation of what’s going on. Some of our designers take it a little more seriously than others, but at least they’re good at it. I won’t name names this time. Largely because I’m lazy. Scroll on.

 

UNbelievable. I'm almost not sure I believe it (i guess that's the definition of the word).

there is nothing settling about this one either.

fitting if you've seen the movie.

 

umm wrong shape, but a fave.

 

OH, maybe CDs DO come in this format.

another favorite.

 

one of those "simple, easy to remember" names.

 

 

CC you're a pro.

again.

again. AND who doesn't love In-n-Out?

interesting.

There will be more! Check back (you will anyways.) 

ps. I made brownies last night for our little cookie/movie party and it turned out to be quite the fiasco. More on that coming soon as well.  

pss. The forecast predicted snow, and it was SO far off. Go outside. Clean out your car. Go for a run.