People I have seen the dark side of Kettle Korn.  It exists.  I tasted it myself at the Silverton farmers market on the first day of July.  A day that seems so long ago now. A guy kicked me down a bag of grape flavored.  It was a vile experience.  I hope he does not read this.

Later we got lost hiking and ended up on a highway miles from our car.  If it hadn’t been for a Mexican couple in a pickup we never would have made it back in time for my gig at the Oregon Trader in Albany. The Oregon Trader is nice and within it congregrate maybe the only sane people in all of Albany, Or. It was a harrowing first day of month. 

Next came the Yakima folk fest. Chris and Kubby, of the great Chuckanut Drive, and I played a side stage, the main stage and Bob’s Keg and Cork all the same day.  I love Yakima. The people are great. The food is great. The bars are fun.  We got a nice write up in the Yakima Herald (thanks Kim) and a certificate for receiving to most votes from the committee that decides who is to play (thanks committee!)

Kubby got his wallet and camera stolen on the way out of town (no thanks to you thieves of the world, without you we would not need cops! It’s your fault!)

*Side note:I lost my cherished Switzerland visor, if anyone found it drop it off to the sound guys in The Sportscenter or email me.  It was like a child to me.

The next weekend the excellent LA Fahy came in from Lawrence, KS and we proceeded to rock together from Portland to the Willamette Valley.  Then he split town and the great Miles Nowhere blew in from Az and we along with Chris Corbell proceeded to rock the Green Room in NW Portland.

Johnny Nighttrain blew into town with with his lovely gal Danielle and with the fully capable Nick Vroman behind the camera we began filming the tragic love story that is the The Rise and Fall of Johnny Nighttrain, a recent ballad I wrote about the world’s 15th greatest karaoke singer.

Next week I am heading down to Northern California with the mighty Camp 3 for a couple dates including Sunday the 31 with Pat MacDonald of Timbuk 3 fame. I should be honored to be in the presence of such greatness.

It’s been a hell of a month and it ain’t over yet.  The bookings continue. The songwriting continues and the Whiskey usage maintains…..