Seume

mouthpiece for our would-be masters.
a crude joke… towing the company punch line.
reality tv? tv creates social realities.
forever debating a false dichotomy.

we study your arrogant devices and note your deficiencies.
you are weak, but we are strong.
you claw for a lost cause. truth reigns.

you are an apparition. an aberration.
you are abhorred.

Truth reigns.

HI-Stereo played out towards the Pacific to hundreds of people for Venice’s Spring Fling Fest. It was a killer set that included 2 tracks written in the last month. My younger bro, Mark, came out for the show and stayed a few days before heading back to the middle of the map. Great to be we three brothers for the weekend. Video of the show will be up in a jiff. Crunchy and creamy.

Venice Beach is a beautiful, artistic, expressive place. It’s long been a destination for outsiders, though it’s undergone some changes in recent years as wealth moves in to the area. Funny how folks want to move here for its eccentricity and “hipness”, but then want to run out the people and places that make it so.

Still, in a town once known as much for its violence as its art, love remains very strong and real bond exists between the have-nots. One I haven’t experienced elsewhere and am blessed to share with Pete, who has introduced me to a prolific community that freely gives a world’s worth of heart and mind.

Daily life is something special these days. Every sunrise brings a surprise — a new friend, a fresh inspiration, a real appreciation. And I thank God for it.

Can’t wait.

Hope to see you there!

10pm @ The Brick
1727 McGee KC,MO

Carrie a’ Paris told me I needed to write a new blog post… again. Ask and you shall receive!

I’m not gonna doooo, what you think I’m gonna doooo, and try to write a long catch up post. Oh no, mi amigo, forgetting what is behind, I press on for the prize. This is all mustard. But I will say this: My summer was good. I stayed cool. Thanks for the yearbook advice!

It’s turning into fall here in America’s Heartland. The changing seasons stir up obvious inspiration. And the fire pit on PJ’s property is getting stoked. Kumbaya, my Lord…….. kumbaya.

And now, a scene from Wayne’s World:

She will be mine… oh yes… she will be mine!

I took my Telecaster down to Midwestern Musical Co. in the KC Crossroads a few days ago with the mind to trade her out. It’s gonna be a tough breakup and I wish I didn’t have to do it. It’s me… really. She’s permanently left her mark on It Is What It Is , so I’ll always love her. But it’s time for a change, and all I got is change. I’ve never understood it, but apparently you really can’t have your cake and eat it too.

I’m spending the weekend with an Epiphone, and we’re already taking pictures together. Yeah… It’s like that.

She’s got what I want — a beautiful body and a heart of gold. Golden tuners, anyway. But for real, for real… I really like this guitar. Haven’t finalized the trade yet and it’s only Friday, but come Monday, it’s done dada!

Ooookay…. I just got really tired. Goodnight — star light, star bright.