A wonderful, stupendous, fantabulous, inspiring birthday to that grand-daddy of Dads of the Moms and Dads. We love you mucho. To celebrate, I went through my iphoto and found some old pictures of you and me partying together. Remember that time you learned to do the splits? And then that time you almost singed off my eyebrows? Both good birthdays... Oh, and then there was the time you climbed out on that twig-limb just so I could get a great shot of your big round eyes.
Always good value!
What a pleasure it has been to know you all these years! I cannot tell you how much I have learned from playing music with you, and I look forward to many more years of you spitting cake in my face. Especially if it's Crushcakes. You always have been, and continue to be an inspiration to me.
Happy Gomar Fest. Sorry I'll be missing it, but hopefully these old photos of us will keep me there in spirit.
Back in the real world again.
Here are some photos of a backyard BBq we had on sunday. It was a pretty splendid time, and some of the neighbors felt compelled to join us, even if it was just from the other side of the fence.
My friend Matt fell asleep on the porch, so of course I couldn't waste the opportunity to take a silly picture,
AND the blue tree has been revisited! Hanging out with my bandmate Taylor Jacobs has opened my eyes to some more stimulating composition ideas, and I think he's opened up a whole new door in art for me! I'm excited to get back to painting once I have a free moment.
This time since I've been home has been completely stolen by pleasant visits, birthday parties, backyard barbecues, and on top of that, rehearsals and more rehearsals. In preparation for our big opportunity to play Great American, Muralismo is getting together to evaluate all our tour recordings and make some serious adjustments. While the work is hard to sort through, it's really going to do wonders to make us sound more cohesive and professional, and I'm excited for the challenge. I'm going to be experimenting with some of Tristan's pedals to try and make my piano sound more interesting!
Lawlands, meanwhile, is now a six piece since we've been joined by our talented musician friend, Anthony Ferraro, (one of those cats who will play anything you put in front of him,) and we're singing four part harmonies, which sounds heavenly.
On the art front, I'm considering opening an etsy site for some of my art prints, such as this one. Not sure how to do it or what it would really accomplish for me, but it could be a whole lot of fun!
That's all for this week folks.
Back home again~ We spent our entire last day playing. It was superb. We busked SLO up and down, played a songwriter's showcase at a cafe, and then played our gig. The tour bus you see in that photo is Snoop Dog's. Hah! And i made friends with a caterpillar. So glad to be home!!
Just to explain... the photo of the cone beneath the back of the van should be captioned: "When Inés drives to the campsite at night without glasses."
Also, Loomis and the Lust signed their dirty name on the wall of a great venue we played in San Diego.
Now we're relaxing in B-Town, being fed, drinking cold beverages of the alcoholic variety, and preparing for our last couple of shows. We have three more: A guerilla show, a songwriter showcase and then our last show with Omar. It's been so special and wonderful to get to hang with Omarvelous so much, and I'm sad this tour is almost over, but there's already talk in the air of another one in the spring heading north with Mr. Velasco. Hell yes!
Also, we're very excited to tell everyone that on August 25th, Muralismo will be playing the Great American Music Hall in San Francisco with some really stellar bands! It's going to be a special day for us, so if you have friends in the bay area, you should tell them to come on out!
Okay, that's all for now. Much love
-Ineskeensvelvhat trainer of dolphin.
This average stroll through Silver Lake quickly turned sensuous when Hayley saw a picture of Nicolaides out side of Intelligentsia. "Engorged and pregnant with desire" were the words that Hayley used the moment she set eyes on the those sad yet mysterious eyes the poster so accurately depicted. After what seemed like an eternity she was finally able to peel her face away from the poster and move on with her day. However, thoughts of red roses and melancholy eyes would haunt her thoughts for months following this incident.