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On The Doorstep

Yesterday was a musical one.

First, I had a productive rehearsal with the Initmitables in Venice Beach. It was nice to get out the Valley and into the cool air of the shore. We ran through the songs for tomorrow night's show at Skinny's and had a lot of fun doing it. We are missing our maestro, Adam Marsland, who is on tour; so the tunes took on a bluesier and more guitar driven sound. Kevin Jarvis and Teresa Cowles (Happy Birthday, T) are a rock solid rhythm section that will keep you dancing.

I am playing rhythm guitar in a band setting for the first time in perhaps 25 years. I would have to ask the archivists in Jacksonville. It is a gas playing along Evie Sands, anchoring the lead guitar, who is simply marvelous at all she does.

It's a festival set, meaning we have about 30 minutes to play. So we will be hitting the highlights from On The Rebound, including my latest single "Huckleberry Finn." Don't miss this show, as I have nothing else scheduled for the year. But that could all change with a little luck...

Last night, we held a premiere party for the cast of the music video for Huckleberry Finn. Everyone enjoyed the screening and the Yummy Cupcakes. Who doesn't love cupcakes? My favorite is the maple flavored mini cupcake; but I digress. The video will go live to YouTube and elsewhere at 8:01 AM/GMT and 12:01 AM/PST Tuesday. Less than a day away. I hope that everyone will enjoy the short and share it with many people.

My goal is to reach 3000 views by the end of the first day that it is available for viewing. With your help on Facebook, tweeting, and just telling a friend, we can do it! I want to maximize the exposure for the song and the video. I really believe that this is one of my best works to date and it wants to be heard. The cast of Huckleberry Finn really did their thing and I know you will enjoy their work as much as I do. Tons of credit to my collaborator and director Andy Shuford, of course. We missed you at the party.

I will be posting another blog tomorrow to go with the video release announcement. In the meantime have a beautiful day.

x

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