Hi. Just a minor blip in your email box today. Me re-advertising myself to you, couple little things I’ve got happening. “No worries if not” type of energy.
The first one is actually not that little and it’s actually yes worries if not. It’s that tickets are still available for this little west coast tour that’s happening in a few weeks. Please get a ticket and attend, you are invited. It’ll be almost all new songs, if you’re into that kind of thing. For these shows I’ve managed to convince a regional fishing guide/bog-tender named Bilbo Baggina to learn a few new guitar licks and accompany me. Come see us flail.
Friday, March 1st, 2024 - Ojai, Cal. - Deer Lodge
Saturday, March 2nd, 2024 - Los Angeles, Cal. - Walt Disney Concert Hall/Los Angeles Philharmonic, Mount Eerie playing as support for the US premier of Dirty Projectors and Los Angeles Philharmonic perform David Longstreth’s Song Of The Earth
Sunday, March 3rd, 2024 - San Francisco, Cal. - Grace Cathedral
Tuesday, March 5th, 2024 - Arcata, Cal. - The Miniplex
Wednesday, March 6th, 2024 - Eugene, Ore. - WOW Hall
The second thing is very local. I’m “reading” (singing? saying? who knows?) a few of my new “poems” (songs? tirades?) at a writers’ evening here this Thursday. You can come if you happen to live on this same little island. Probably don’t come to the island just for this though.
The third thing is for no reason at all. I was just going through the old scraps and found this newspaper clipping from the Anacortes American, summer 2002 it would have been. Me and my friend Kara did a publicity stunt of swimming from Guemes Island to Anacortes (about 1/2 mile?) to raise money/attention about the fact that we were about to go on big trips. Kara was about to go to Africa on a college thing, I was about to go on tour “forever” and move to Norway “forever” which ended up being about a year. But first, as mentioned in the article, I had to finish sewing the covers for my new album. This would’ve been Mount Eerie by the Microphones. The first pressing had sewn paper record sleeves. I spent that summer hosting work parties with multiple sewing machines mass producing I think 3000 sewn jackets. It was a fun time. The swim was great. We put lard on our bodies for insulation, which worked amazingly but was disgusting to clean off. I enjoyed being out there in this industrial shipping lane as a little bobbing head, breaking the surface and spending a good amount of time in this saltwater realm that surrounds the islands but I never really go in. I’d like to do it again sometime.
That’s all for today. Back to work everyone.
Phil
currently reading: The 500 Years of Indigenous Resistance Comic Book by Gord Hill
also currently still reading: Always Coming Home by Ursula K. Le Guin
Damn Phil. Major rizz in that photo as the zoomers would say.
that sunn pedal, I want it so badly