“Fargo, like the movie where everyone dies?” Hek asks when we roll into town. “Yes,” I say, “but that’s movie is more a satire about small town Minnesotans than North Dakota’s biggest city.” Along the way we take a detour to detroit lakes where my three youngest siblings and Dad had just arrived at a…
Music
Jungle Melodies At The Palace Stage In Saint Paul
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Travel Write Sing Live at Black Dog in Saint Paul
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2014 Tour: The Long Road to Iowa
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Broken Guitars in Guatemala and Adventures With El Mariachi
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Sometimes positive outcomes of negative occurrences cannot be ignored. Like when tragedy at SeaWorld leads to a drop in attendance. In my last post, I wrote about how Spirit Airlines was the worst when they broke international law just so they could break my guitar. Spirit Airlines is to the airline industry what SeaWorld is…
Road Trip Jam Sessions December 2013
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My bro Tyler, and my bra Henry Hypnotic made some moves this December, singing songs and jams from Denver to San Francisco and every which-where between. Music as of late has become inseparable to my travel, adding a new layer of intrepid melodic yum yum to The Road. Most of these recordings were done on…
Christmas Music Mix, Part 1
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Music says something fundamental about us, a little window not just into who we are, but how we are. Do you smell that? Get closer.Yep. Unmistakable. It’s Christmas and it’s permeating in the air. Everyone but chronic haters are onboard with it. And since my gift Christmas gift buying budget ranges from a few hundred…
Loki and the Fashion Bandits
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Why Iceland Airwaves Is The Hippest Music Festival On the Planet
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How In Iceland I Became Loki, The Fashion Outlaw
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“I will kill and eat a puffin” I said, joking, until I realized, maybe, I was seriously contemplating it . . I was traveling with three Canadians (which means I was being apologized to quite frequently despite never being wronged) and they informed me that in Iceland people routinely catch and eat puffins. I’m sorry…