Last night of the Kellogg Tour...In Vermont!!!

We're here! At the Higher Ground in Burlington, Vermont, and it is amazing here. Last night we destroyed it at World Cafe Live. I'd say we put another crack in that damn Liberty Bell.

Charlottesville at the Jefferson...bowling in Raleigh?

So The Small Ponds kicked off the next leg of touring with Stephen Kellogg and his Ultimate Sixers in full style at the Jefferson Theater in Charlottesville Sunday night. A great show, a great crowd, amazing little theater. The majority of the Ponds went home after the show, while my amazing wife and I hung out with my dear friends Zack Hickman, Adam Larrabee, and Adam's awesome wife Chloe. They had just finished up a weekend of playing with their infamous bluegrass 80's cover band Love Cannon, which also served as the backing band for Josh Ritter on Sunday afternoon.

We returned to Raleigh Monday and had a nice day off indulging in a Small Ponds/Kellogg and the Sixers dinner at Gravy, followed by some very enthusiastic bowling at The Alley on Hillsborough St, followed by wings and nightcaps at the Raleigh Times. Since I've been drinking for the last month straight, I was sure that the evening would be relatively tame, which of course, it was not. But we kept it classy, and nobody's pants came off in public. A success.

Tonight, we play the Cat's Cradle in Carrboro, and then off to the Northeast tomorrow.

**Today's blog entry feels like work because I feel a little worked over. There was a pretty serious lack of humor, witty wordplay, anecdotes from the road, etc. I would put a picture up, but I can't find my phone right now and I don't feel like looking for it. More to come, I swear. And it will get better.

Tour continues...

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.