Houston. Holy shit, Houston. This short blog update is going to be dedicated to our good friend The Breeze. He blew in to our first show with Stephen Kellogg, and destroyed our minds and sensibilities as we raced around the town searching for the next cocktail and mishap. We visited both of the bars he owns: Grand Prize and Big Star. EVERYONE should go to these bars. Then we ended up at his friend Rachel's house for an evening of sing-alongs and weiner dogs. 5am came fast and wake up call came even faster. A great kick off to the Kellogg tour...
We have reached the promise land...Waco, Texas. I'm not convinced that they have music here, so that's why we just stayed the night. Last night was our 2nd show with Stephen Kellogg at the House of Blues in Dallas. Kind of a rough technical start to the show, but a strong finish involving mild insults to the crowd and me almost falling over from my momentary rock fever and attempt at snapping the next off of my guitar for reasons involving both drama and contempt. We booked it to Waco for some punch drinking with my close friend Will, who is getting used to Texas and their signage laws, or lack thereof. After playing a show at the House of Blues in Dallas, it feels strange to talk about post-grad level studies of the Federalist papers, Abraham Lincoln, and teaching assistantships, but refreshing. Goddamn Texas has a big sky. And we are feelin it.
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