That’s all folks!
A few thousand miles and maybe just as many kazoo solos later, and I’m headed back home to Philadelphia. Grateful to have seen so many of you this summer, from California to Carolina. One last drive, to perfect my left-arm tan.
An entire weekend spent listening to – and making music with – incredible songwriters & songplayers. Thank you to all my folky friends who helped make this an amazing first Falcon Ridge Folk Festival experience. I am sweaty and smelly and dirty and happy.
Pictured Below… (6am) Morning has broken on the final day of Falcon Ridge.
Last musicians standing from the night before. and still jamming.
THANK YOU, SAN FRANCISCO!
Here is a grand moment frozen in time, Grand Finale with Bobby Jo Valentine, Shwa Losben, and the band at last night’s show at Hotel Utah. What a great night of music with great ppl.
Special thanks to my awesome West Coast roadies, pimping my wares in style all week long.
One last glorious In-N-Out burger as I fly off into the sunset. So long, California. Thanks for showing a guy a good time. See you again soon!
Packing for my San Francisco Bay Area tour! A few CDs – which, if all goes well, won’t be coming back with me. And a present for my sister. This is pretty much everything I need, yeah?
Honored to share the stage with these wonderful songwriters at The New York Songwriters Circle at The Bitter End in NYC earlier this week,… a little reminder about the power of one person with one instrument and something to say.
[photo courtesy of Robbie Michaels Designs]
