Forgive me, dear readers, for instilling any abandonment issues on you. For one reason or another, I have refused to blog for a month. This was immediately following my promise to “blog every day for a month.” Whoops. I’ve still been writing (you can ask my roommate). Between tinkering away quietly on the book and doodling interminable dross in my diary, I haven’t felt much like a blog. But today I decided to kick myself in the ass a little.
Summer has wound it’s way around Denton. No one is here, but those of us who remain go hard. I’ve hosted a number of poor-to-fairly attended shows on multiple stages across Denton and Dallas. The music has been unjustly good.
Have you seen the Black and Blues? Oh my God. Solid. One would have no idea they’ve only been together a few months. First you have Mark Lettieri whose devilish good looks rival my own. ” That Wanker” remains a guitar demigod among North Texans, shredding the blues alongside soul rocker, Keite Young. Goldie Fornow brings a distinct and powerful presence to the blend of intoxicating originals (“If We Were Alone.”) and apt covers of Gnarls Barkley. Drummer Evan Gentry proves Houston boys know how hit it right — that’s some Chris Dave shit, right there — Straight up hip hop, with a polish that will make even the tightest Dallas cats sit up a little more. Pull it all together with Matt Skates (Shuttle) on bass and you get the sort of blues that make you shake your fist and rock.
In other news — NEW SNARKY PUPPY!
Introducing “Quarter Master” — named after the band’s favorite gay deli in New Orleans. Since the tune is a tribute to our favorite city in the whole wide world, Jason Marsalis and John Ellis decided to join in and become official Pups. Welcome to the family! I am now cosmically bound to cluck around like a mother hen and cook for you whenever you come to town. The boys won’t be hitting the road again until October after Ropeadope releases Tell Your Friends in September (which means I’ll be getting my ass to New York in August).
In the meantime…