'nother great show added. conflicting reports. the haunted piano.

well, i've got another "solo" show lined up for you to come and see. i'll be in chicago at uncommon ground coffeehouse on december 12th. that's a sunday night at 8pm. i don't know who'll be with me, hopefully a few folks. anyway, come out and be there for live music in a new place.

there have been conflicting reports as to whether or not we are playing at mother fool's in madison. i'll let you know when.

my friend kevin slept at our house one night and he swears up and down he woke up to find a figure melting into our piano from the shadows.

steev

recording update. live shows. band member fluctuation.

hey kids. it's been a while. the inkwell collective is just kind of floating around in nothingness right now. the recording is done and here's where we're at with it:

-i have contacted starshaped press in chicago to do the printing of the packaging. they are reviewing our artwork and will get back to me.

-i have contacted sooper dooper in madison about the duplication and cd manufacturing. they will also get back to me.

this is a slow process so i hope you'll be happy with cd-rs and paper sleeves next time.

i'm still waiting to hear back from the venues i mailed our disc to--a few in madison, milwaukee, and chicago. i am slated to play the annual little farmer acoustic music thing in october. we won't be doing much (if any) inkwell collective music, but you'll find the line-up to be similar to what you'd see at an inkwell collective show, minus the electricity.

and speaking of line-ups, we were proud to jam a bit last week with an electric guitarist from the oshkosh area--the infamous "jesse from jacobstone". we're hoping to entice him to play live with us in the near future. . .once we get another show in a club or other place where we can be loud.

that's it for the update. we have a practice tomorrow night, although i don't exactly know where or when it will be.

lots o' heart,
steev

August is really the cruellest month. For real.

well kids, it looks as though the inkwell collective is on a brief hiatus. we're not playing anywhere in august but we will be surfacing in october at the annual little farmer acoustic music weekend. i'm not sure of the line-up, at this point things are a little hazy. anyway, we're taking orders for the new disc, which will probably be finished sometime in september. the cost will be $10 and we'll probably set up a show in oshkosh that will be a "record release show". that'll be a fun time.

we're also working on some new songs. at least, i am; the rest of the band has not heard them yet. but we might have at least one or the other ready for you later and blah blah blah blah.

churlishly,

steev

the new moon cafe: another night, another $12
  
we played to an appreciative crowd at the new moon in oshkosh last thursday. as the bulk e-mail noted, we had a guest string player with us--jordan santiago. the main points of the story are this:  we know someone who knows someone and jordan is that someone. he was an unexpected guest at tuesday night's practice and was kind enough to join us on thursday. jesssica also joined the band in a more prominent position as pianist. after our last organ died, we went out and rented a digital piano so now in addition to balancing the strings with the drums, we also have a piano competing for aural space as well. the extra instruments added a bit of vigor to "hello, hospital" and a much needed shot in the arm to the sometimes plodding "ghost story".  we played through most of our songs and ended with a spirited rendition of "ameriparanoia" where there was yelling. sound problems plagued us (as usual), but in all it was a good performance. our legion of fans grows.
 
we suddenly don't have anything going on for the remainder of the summer, although i'd like to maybe squeeze in a "coffin factory" show next month sometime. we're still mulling over options for the release of "falling signs" and we're still trying to figure out our sound. fortunately, the idea of the collective is to have a bunch of different people dropping in to complement the songs so that one never knows what to expect from a show. we'd rather be complicated than easy.
 
i'll keep you posted and all,
 
steev

BEST SHOW EVER!

if you were among the few who caught our show on june 18 @ the harmony cafe in appleton, you saw what was probably our best show ever. why? numerous reasons. aside from the sound problems (which should always be expected with an ensemble like ours), we played with a confidence we have yet displayed.

here is a quick run-down of the highlights:

1. Kara's mic didn't work, so she played into an "open" mic (pointed at her from a stand rather than clipped onto her instrument).

2. The organ died sometime between the loading and unloading of it. Noticing an upright piano against the wall, we opened the top, stuck a microphone inside, and jessica essentially improvised her way through the set. It sounded incredibly great and we wish we could have a piano all the time. That was our third organ in nine months.

3. We were cramped into a corner and scott turned his bass way down; jon also played with a frantic quietide (or possibly a quiet franticality).

4. I didn't forget any words.

5. We played every single song we had, ending with a rendition of the american misery classic "ttsnotwis".

6. It was our last show with kara as she is leaving before we play the new moon.

so what does all this mean? well i'm working on some new songs and hopefully we'll just keep playing. the harmony cafe has asked us back for september, so we'll be there again. otherwise, i'm still trying to finish my solo disc and we're pricing cd duplication and packaging (we can do a run of 100 discs for around $400).

see you in july in oshkosh for what may well be our second best show ever!

steev

'Nother recording update

we have finished all of the recording for our debut album--the organ was the last instrument to "lay down" (as they say). jessica and i went to the coffin factory late on thursday night to finish. to her credit, she created, practiced, and recorded a nice part for "hope without drugs" in the space of about 4 hours. although live she also plays on "my use of metaphor," "hello, hospital," and "she watches birds", we left those as they are for the album.

and speaking of "my use of metaphor," it's the oldest song on the cd--i wrote it while i was still in school at UW oshkosh sometime in 2000--and also the closest to a folk-type song. rambling lyrics, numerous verses, excessive strumming. we've whipped up a new version that, i think, is closer to our current sound--kind of droney and a little faster, slightly angrier, but also sweeter, less prone to tipping over.

steev

@ the New Moon Cafe . . . Again

this is the third time in as many months that the inkwell collective trio has played at the new moon. which is a good thing because i finally understand how to use their sound equipment and we're starting to get a local following (besides our friends). we'll be there next month as well, in full band mode, hopefully with our good friends inanimate carbon rod.

last night was good because emily, kara, and i played a varied set of old and newer material and the audience was appreciative. i guess it sounded pretty good, but you have to just kind of trust that it does because the monitor levels are never quite right. anyway, we had some help getting set up from a few people and we had a great opener (unfortunately i forget his name)--a a young musician who played finger-picking style acoustic guitar music.

anyway, i don't have anything real important or interesting to say about last night. we just kind of rocked out a little and didn't get paid. and that's what it's all about.

steev

@ The New Moon Cafe

the new moon is a study in contradictions--it's one of the only places for all ages local rock shows in a hundred-mile radius, but the sound system sucks, the bands don't get paid (except the door charge), and the baristas really aren't very helpful in getting things set up for a show. but the crowd is always good and the owner is cool, the atmosphere is pretty good.

we weren't supposed to play there last night, but emily, kara, and i made the trek over and set up as an opening band for some kind of fund raising show. the other bands there were made up of younger people with similar hair styles and tight vintage shirts, so i can only assume they were "emo" or possibly "punk" bands. we didn't stay to see any of them, although i would have liked to.

so we get there and we get tuned up and we played to a crowd of noisy high school kids. much like the show at the filling station in west bend, it seems like the high school audience isn't really interested in hearing live music so much as they are interested in having a noisy social experience: laughing, running in and out of the building, walking briskly to and fro, meeting and greeting other kids in tight pants. it's not so bad, but our music is a bit more complex than that and begs a closer listen which, of course, is impossible when the room noise is louder than the sound system. nobody really knew what to expect from us--a acoustic guitar, a cello, and a viola. one guy refered to us as "some jazz band". i think they were clearly surprised to hear me shrieking up there during some of the more emotional moments.

so we played through an acoustic set of material:

magnets and mediums
don't try
medicate! medicate! medicate!
ECR
my use of metaphor
she watches birds
hello, hospital

then we packed up and got out of there. clearly, the majority of people were there to just hang out. but, to be fair, it did seem like a lot of the band members from the other bands were listening to us and we got quite a few favorable comments including the succinct: "you guys are f*ckin' awesome!" which i couldn't have said better myself.

steev

Recording finished!

well, friends, we've finished our recording. we went down to my brother's house and recorded and mixed the thing in his basement over a period of about 4 days. it sounds really great, too. it is by turns noisy and introspective, although not nearly as riddled with sound problems as our live performances. here is the tracklisting:

1) They found a hand, they found an unburned bible
2) Magnets and mediums
3) My use of metaphor
4) Passenger Pigeon
5) Medicate! Medicate! Medicate!
6) The golden years
7) Hello, hospital
8) Hope w/out drugs
9) She watches birds
10) At christmastime i need you most

as my brother was generous enough to donate his time as engineer AND the use of his equipment, we have decided to spend some money on packaging and whatnot. hopefully we'll get a local artist to help us with the screenprinting and/or design. anyway, expect to see it available at shows sometime this summer.

steev

Interlude: 20 Nights, 20 Open Mics, $200 Gas Bill

well, this may be the end of the "20 open mics" tour. gas prices are soaring and i can't really afford to do this anymore. i will try and travel sporadically this summer, but it's just too expensive to do more than one open mic a week. anyway, it was really fun and etc. keep watching this site for updates on:

1 - solo dates
2 - the inkwell collective live dates
3 - coffin factory shows
4 - recording updates

steev

11

well, we played a short "cocktail hour" show for my 10-year high school reunion. it was a strange experience, but no stranger than playing at an open mic. we got the establishment at 5pm and set up our gear--drums, bass, guitar and cello. in a cavernous dining area, we were shoved into a tiny corner below a giant particle board tropical pan fish. people began to trickle in and we waited around at the bar until 6 before playing. there weren't many people there when we started, but as our set went on, i noticed taller, wider, balder versions of many of my high school classmates peering cautiously at us from across the room.

this was a painful show in many ways. first, we don't exactly play "high school reunion" music. second, my voice is suffering from a month-long cold/allergy/sinus-thing and i couldn't really hit the proper notes at the proper times. finally, the establishment didn't even turn off the jazz muzac being pumped over the house speakers, so we were kind of like background music to background music. if such a thing is possible.

i was nervous at first, but then i was struck by the silliness of it all. a few of the people there had had a bit to drink before coming, others were unnaturally tan, but most appeared to be fairly comfortable with the idea that we are now all adults. our set was about 45 minutes long and consisted of the following happy tunes:

magnets and mediums
ghost story
medicate! medicate! medicate!
they found a hand, they found an unburned bible
hello, hospital
the golden years

there may have been one more, but i don't remember. anyway, it was lackluster to play essentially to ourselves and be ignored in a corner, but in that sense it was at least like my high school experience. . . i also made a horrible choice of chords to play for one song, destroying all credibility that we knew what we were doing.

something you may not know: we almost didn't play the "reunion show" because of our tight recording schedule. as it was, we stopped recording at 9 on sunday night on account of my vocals not working properly. so we have a nearly finished album (tentatively titled "falling signs") of the kind of music we play waiting for vocals. it may be a sad record release party without kara on the viola, but we may not be able to put this record out until late summer.

steev

10

the best thing about playing at an open mic is watching the acts that come before you. for example, on sunday night we went down to milwaukee and played at "the coffeehouse," a little venue in the basement of an old church in the heart of downtown milwaukee. the whole family came for this one and emily and kara played with me. also dan was there to document and jackie came with her friend jim (hey, jim.). so it was nice to have a bunch of people there to see this place.

first off, it was very small. and dark. and there wasn't actually real coffee there. i mean, it was anodyne coffee, which is a local brew and very good, but it wasn't a real "coffeehouse," as you'd expect from the name. it was, in fact, the church's basement. a cramped, dark room in a church basement. even so, the atmosphere was great. . . in a dark, suffocating way. the smallness of the room was enhanced by the odd assortment of furniture: overstuffed chairs, mismatched tables, a fireplace, a floor-to-ceiling bookcase, strange hanging lamps from the 60s. the stage was small, but the sound was good. the audience was small but very friendly.

let me say before i talk about the other performers that i think open mics are wonderful places and that they retain their status as "underground" and "outsider" solely on the basis of the performers. i mean, an open mic can be in a pretty mainstream business, but when you have a bunch of amateur musicians and songwriters in a room together, things get pretty strange. and that's as it should be. and it shouldn't be any other way. there is something to be said for artists starting out on open mic stages, honing their craft, etc. but it's more vital that there be a place where people who wouldn't necessarily fit the popular "artist" stereotype can go and perform for an audience.

so on sunday night there was: a 10 year old girl who played the keyboard and sang the saddest songs i've ever heard that are not performed by a band on the "deep elm" label; a psudeo-celtic group who gave a shout-out to "vance" morrison before they played their take on "brown-eyed girl"; an electric guitar solo; a jazz guitarist; a consumate finger-picker; me, emily, and kara playing

magnets and mediums
ECR
hello, hospital

it was a fun night.

next we're playing a short gig at my 10-year high school reunion. yeah, we really are.

steev

hi kids, if you look to the left, you'll see a link for our page on purevolume.com. kind of like the old mp3.com, from before "the man" took it over. anyway, click on it and you'll find pictures, songs to download, show schedule, and some creatively-worded biographical information. and a link back to here.

s.

Interlude -- Don't try

i've always been one to analyze things about my life (and the lives of others, much to their consernation) and i've always taken myself a little too seriously. i'm perfectly willing to admit that i've wasted a lot of time worrying about stuff and trying to figure stuff out, trying to make sense of my thoughts and emotions. you know, a lot of amateur psychological profiling and whatnot. when i was a kid, i always felt like an outsider, like i knew more or thought more critically of things than the kids around me. then, when i grew up, i found that i missed being a kid and that i didn't take many chances.

like, i never played sports. and i never learned to fix a car. i never went to parties or smoked pot or drank beer illicitly. once i skipped school with my friend jackie and we went to the super mall "gurnee mills". i almost got arrested for shoplifting a hackey-sack (which i didn't actually shoplift). really, i just read a lot of books and learned a lot of strange facts about UFO abductions.

so what does this have to do with music? well, i'm not yet half-way through the "20 open mics" project, and i'm already starting to slip. i didn't go to any open mics this weekend, although i had two scheduled. i was too tired. i have a cold and allergies. i have excuses. i'm old and married and my wife misses me. i have two children who want to spit at me and jump on me. most of all, i just get lazy about these projects. so every once in a while i need to feel sorry for myself in public.

tonight, i'm not going to linneman's to play. so that's three open mics i've missed in the space of a week; that's three more i have to make up later. i'm disappointed in myself, but i hold out the hope that i'll use my time away from performing to work on my cd. of course, we just got our tv back (it has been out of the house since thanksgiving) and i haven't seen "lost in translation" yet.

i wrote the song "don't try" when i was 17, but everytime i sing it, i reidentify with it. i guess i don't really feel all that different about myself than i did at that age. some days i'm happy to be alive and "sometimes i feel like dying." and then i feel guilty for feeling guilty. so it's a fun kind of cycle and this whole blog thing makes it easy to make these grand pronouncements about my self-loathing. as if i don't do enough complaining in my music.

on sunday night, i will be in milwaukee at "the coffeehouse." i'm excited about it and hopefully it will lead to a gig there or something. i'll be asking the strings to accompany me, but who knows if they will. sometimes they have other things to do.

steev

9

most of the inkwell collective played last friday at the filling station in west bend. they asked us to play for 2 hours, but we don't have that much material (plus, who wants to hear a band they've never heard play for two hours?). we didn't want an opening band, so i decided to open with a set of acoustic material. i played basically the same songs i played in oshkosh last week:

wisconsin moonlight
she wants her little boy back
berry lake
friend of a friend
don't try
moth and rust
nerve
somebody's daughter
stay hidden

i attempted banjo, which worked out alright. i attempted harmonica, which didn't work out quite so good. it's been a while since i played harmonica and i didn't practice (it's like riding a bike, right? once you learn, you don't forget). so when it came time to bust out my harmonica solo. . .things went a little awry. let's just say it's always a good idea to wear non-flammable clothing to these types of events, and friday was no exception.

there was also din there. you know, that pervasive humming sound that dozens of teenagers make when you are attempting to play. so i was a little perturbed by the noise level and the monitors, which sounded great during sound check, didn't really help much. so i didn't get to "tell stories" between songs or anything. which, if you've heard me tell stories, is not necessarily bad.

but while the kids were getting restless, i had some friends from high school come up and see me. i hadn't seen them in 10 years, so it was interesting to perform in front of them. at the time (10 years ago), i had only written a handful of songs and had not ever performed. but they were very kind and laughed at my self-deprecating remarks and clapped at times.

so when i was done, scott, kara, emily and jessica joined me on the little stage and we plowed through (from memory, now):

small town skin
magnets and mediums
ghost story
medicate! medicate! medicate!
jesus on lithium
the prodigy
she watches birds
hello, hospital

which leaves out our more rock and roll stuff. because jon the drummer wasn't around. in all it was a good show i guess. it sounded muddy at times on stage, and the crowd was a little odd, but it's a nice little place to play. we made $28, enough to cover gas costs. emily left her ID in the truck, and she looks really funny.

steev

8

i played on friday night at the new moon cafe in oshkosh. i used to live in oshkosh and the new moon was the only decent venue in the area for intelligent rock music. so i've always been supportive of the new moon, despite changes in ownership and policies over the years. most recently, the new moon was purchased by aaron baer whom i remember best as singer and mulit-instrumentalist for the jug band "the jackson st. polecats". i was contacted by baer a few weeks ago when he needed to fill a spot for april 9th. over the course of a few e-mails, we decided on having a singer-songwriter night where a bunch of different people would perform short sets. the various acts were supposed to meet at the new moon at 7 pm on friday to decide the direction of the evening.

that's the set-up and i had high expectations. you know, networking with the local scenesters and whatnot--the type of outcome this whole "20 nights" thing was designed to have. unfortunately, through unknown circumstances, there ended up being only myself and a local singer/songwriter named dick. there were only two of us there and no aaron baer. this is the third time i've played at the new moon and not once has anyone from the establishment ever said a single word to me--the barristas don't offer drinks, there is never anyone around to set up the house sound equipment, nobody moves tables off the stage or offers suggestions for any kind of structure; it's kind of weird.

so dick and i were left to ourselves to figure out the sound board, find the cables and mics, attach the house speakers and monitor, etc. then we chatted about who was going to play when. emily was there and she and i opted to play second. then we decided that i should play a solo set first, then dick could play his set, then emily would come up and she and i would play a set. which is what we did. kara came in the middle of dick's set, so we took the stage as a trio to play through a set of singer/songwriter rock music for the dozen or so in the audience. it was a fun evening, but i was kind of pissed at the establishment. i got an e-mail from baer this morning apologizing for not showing up, so that made me feel a little better. i just wanted someone to offer me free coffee!

anyway, i played through a great many of my tunes including "wisconsin moonlight," one of two songs i wrote and perform on banjo. i don't have a setlist since we kind of winged it up there, but we ended with a nice take on "hello, hospital" that i think people liked.

this friday we'll be at "the filling station" in west bend. i'm doing a solo set, then scott, jessica, emily, and kara are joining me for a set of inkwell collective music. jon will be strangely absent. i may or may not be at the open mic on saturday night in appleton, but there is one on sunday night in fond du lac at the art center (another FAMA open mic) that i'll play at for sure.

steev

7

i'm not really sure how to start with this one. in fact, i've vowed to stand fast by the old adage, "if you can't say anything nice, don't say anything at all." but at the same time, one of the reasons i'm doing this open mic crawl is to experience things like last night and to report those experiences to whomever might be reading this.

so "fairgrounds esspresso" is possibly located in some kind of alternate reality. it's in "the heart of downtown west allis" (as their website proclaims) and has this strange suburban vs. urban feel to it. the open mic last night consisted of exactly two types of performers--white people who sang "praise and worship" music (fairgrounds esspresso is evidently a closet-christian-coffeehouse, run by area churches) and colored people who either freestyled or dropped beats and rapped. it was like nothing else i've experienced. like most open mics, there were good and bad performers. i love hip hop when it's done well and a couple of the kids rocked the mic (as they say). conversely, i have a low tolerance for modern praise and worship music (as a genre) and this stuff was pretty bad. one person even sang to taped background music.

anyway, i was the only angry white person there, so i made good on that with:

my use of metaphor
jesus on lithium
hello, hospital

i really was confused as to what kind of songs i should have played and i think "my use of metaphor" was probably a mistake. i had wanted to play "friend of a friend", but i forgot the chord progression! i was very unnerved by the whole experience.

and they had bad coffee.

so next week i'll be in madison on thursday (at the uw union) and on friday night i'll be playing a special acoustic set at the new moon cafe in oshkosh. it's still in the planning stages, but it looks like i'll be sharing the stage with some other local singer/songwriters including aaron baer and kevin keshan.

one thing about this whole "20 open mics" experience so far: it's given me a lot more confidence than usual. the inkwell collective has some gigs lined up in april, may, and june, with hopefully more in the future. check the dates on the left for more information.

steev

6

it's always good to recognized and, to some degree, fame and popularity is something all rock musicians strive for. after all, what is the purpose of being up on that stage (beside the obvious release of aggression) if not to proclaim "hey girls! give me attention!"? so when we finished our set at arbuckle's last night, i was somewhat shocked and extremely happy to hear one person say, "hey, are you guys 'american misery'?" i answered that we had been that band, but had since changed some players and renamed ourselves "the inkwell collective". he said that he loved the song we played, that it was his favorite from our album. i had no idea who he was, and neither did anyone else. how did he get our album?

arbuckle's is kind a fond du lac tradition for local bands. the walls are plastered with rock posters from led zepplin to nirvana to bob dylan and the stage has been home to such local luminaries as monovox, reveal, something phonic, and amarum. we had played there a few years ago as american misery (a short, catastrophic set for the "band open jam" night) and walked away with a sour taste in our mouths. there had been instrument problems, sound problems, and jon the drummer had gotten scolded for hitting the drums too hard.

last night, however, after sitting through the house band's cover set and some uninspiring bob marley songs by some white kid with an acoustic guitar, jon, scott and i took the stage with gusto. we plowed through a 4-song set of crowd pleasing noisy rock and roll:

magnets and mediums
medicate! medicate! medicate!
the golden years
ameriparanoia

it was actually a lot of fun, although i abstained from liquor and tobacco for the duration of the night. jon bashed the drumkit with abandon and scott had a flawless performance as "the tall bass player". we got lots of beery-breathed compliments when we were done; it's good to know there are people in fond du lac who appreciate original music.

so i have no idea where i'm playing next, but after last night i feel reenergized. in fact, this was a pretty good week for my self-esteem. i'm good enough, i'm smart enough, and people like me!

steev

5

instead of traveling all the way to madison only to be met with utter disappointment, i called ahead and found out the sidecar open mic had been cancelled. so i'll pick up that one later. . .

in the mean time, i called up my reserve plan and emily and i went to the new moon in oshkosh to play. i've played at open mics there before and i've played shows a few times before, but it's still like a different venue every time. could be because it's fueled by the ever-changing college crowd. last night was no exception as jessica and i drove up and met emily, jon, and jenny there. the place was packed, although the average age of the crowd couldn't have been more than 24. it's hard to explain, but i wasn't very nervous and by the time we had sat through the first few acts, i knew that we were probably going to shake things up a bit. not that the other musicians were bad (on the contrary, the players were all well-practiced and capable)--i just felt like we had a fair amount of nervous energy ready to burn when the time came to perform. or something.

so we got our microphones set up and emily tuned her cello. then we launched into a short but fun set of:

"jesus on lithium"
"don't try"
"medicate! medicate! medicate!"

unfortunately the sound wasn't the best for the cello for the first 1.5 songs. still, by the time "medicate" was over, the sound dude had things figured out and you could hear things pretty well. the kids seemed to enjoy it and i made a couple of contacts who were interested in hearing us again. and jon got some footage and photos for this site (will be posted soon, i hope).

tomorrow night we're playing the late open mic at arbuckle's in fond du lac. it's always a colorful venue, so friday's update should be good for a chuckle.

steev

3 & 4

anodyne was a refreshing change. although there was not much seating, it was well-lighted and had great performers. here was an open mic to be proud of! there was an emo guy, a mandolin guy, a slide guitarist, a blues/jam guy, even a girl sang! so it was diverse and it sounded good--the two key criteria for an open mic. it even looked like the singers and the audience were having fun. . .

my friend "matt brown" came and brought a small group with him, so there was a nice audience. my brother dan drove and took pictures (which you can find under "Proof Texts" in the left-hand column). i played:

"my use of metaphor"
"she wants her little boy back"
"berry lake"

the sound was excellent, i thought, and although i'm battling a slight cold, things came off well. when i was finished playing, we went from anodyne to starbucks (i'm not sure why we couldn't just stay at anodyne; furthermore the prospect of supporting corporate coffee does not sit well with me. i did not order anything to drink there). when we got to starbucks, my friend matt brown suggested that i take out my guitar and start playing. i chuckled to myself, but didn't think it would be appropriate to just play uninvited. so he walks up to the counter and asks the barrista if i can play, then walks over to me and says, "you're on!" then the overhead music switched off. so i sat down on the couch, got out my guitar and played the following short set:

"friend of a friend"
"jesus on lithium"
"enigmatic cousin ruth"
"medicate! medicate! medicate!"

there were some people sitting on the other side of the shop who clapped for me and made some bob dylan comments. i don't really think i sound anything like bob dylan, but maybe that was the only kind of acoustic music they knew? anyway, i killed two birds with one stone and i'm counting this as another "open mic," even though i was the only one playing (and there were no microphones).

so it was a nice evening, except that i got a $50 parking ticket for parking in the alley behind my brother's house.

also, jon and i were able to finish "hello, hospital" on saturday, so that will be available on the new cd sometime this summer. i also confirmed a recording date with my brother ben for the last weekend in april. the inkwell collective will be heading down to pell lake to record 10-12 songs.

tonight is band practice (hopefully we'll have some pictures posted here soon) and tomorrow night i'll be at the sidecar in madison. it turns out "the string section" has to work tomorrow night, so i'll be alone again. on thursday night, though, jon and scott and i will be at arbuckle's in fond du lac to perform some loud rock songs at the band open mic.

thanks for listening,
steev