The Daylights ‘I Hope This Gets To You’
One of the coolest music videos I’ve seen in months.
Yeah, what he said.
Prescott, AZ.
A week ago I flew to a dusty old town north of Phoenix by about two hours. My grandfather had passed away the weekend before Thanksgiving, falling asleep on Saturday and never waking up. He had succumbed to, among other ailments, a long-standing bout with Alzheimer’s. The family held a beautiful memorial service, and a loverly, languid dinner later in the evening, over the weekend honoring the cowboy that he was. He had lived in Prescott as a teenager, working on a ranch long before the casinos, the Wal-Mart, and the faux honky tonk bars that litter the downtown square. It was around that time, actually, that he purchased a 1940 Gibson ES-150, a guitar that was given to me a few years ago. In transitional times, you shed superfluous weight and run with what you need. I brought the guitar home the other day for whatever lies ahead.
Self-portrait, for the moment. Prescott, AZ.
Another week.
We brought out some of our team last Wednesday. We sat down in our studio and played hours of new songs, demos, pieces; thoughts, complete or not.
As we looked back, we realized that the process has been in motion for sometime. Fatigue greets us at the front door. But as we look forward, we’re more excited now than ever before.
The important pieces from the studio this past week.
Colorado’s new governor, John Hickenlooper. Congrats.
Call it an early Christmas gift.
(Last try. Sheesh.)
Tumblr’s kinda being a little bitch right now and not uploading a video…I promise you, it will be worth it when I get there. Hang tight.
Got this from Ben this morning. A physical representation that our covers will, in fact, be heard by people.
