A Desperate Attempt

Saw a deer killed today on I90 East and I can't get it out of my head. The poor thing did the mad dash across the interstate was was hit by a van and then a semi and turned into a pile of bones. I saw the look in its eyes - it knew traffic was coming and misjudged. It could happen to any of us. It just went for it and screwed up and madly ran into oblivion. A small sweet animal with no good sense - though how could you have good sense in next to an interstate and you want to get across. A pain beyond pain. A road full of hurtling traffic. Oh the poor thing. It could be any of us.

First Annual Farewell Tour

So I have been on this trip for a week and we have our first night off at the wonderful home of Marty and Susan Boratin in Buffalo who are generous to a fault - a half bottle of wine and some oatmeal cookies waiting for us in the kitchen - sweet cat in the living room. Yeah its nice.

I am playing with a gentleman named David Nagler who is a great musician and very easy to travel with. I only hope he is having an ok time.

We are having an ok time hear on this part of the trip. Had a good night at the Beachland Ballroom last night - It's a great venue with perfect sound and a staff who are efficient and smart and not at all burned out. I played in the bar and - blah blah - I wish I could play there every week.

In fact all the venues so far have been great, actually. I guess this is a boring post but honestly I have no complaints. Can you believe it.

From "The Dresser"