The last two stops on the Travel Write Sing Tour were in Iowa City and then in Julianne’s hometown, Marshalltown. The whole tour felt like a crescendo of music, friendship and of meeting the kind of people that you’re glad to know. The kind of people that make you glad there’s people in the world.…
But I will also have with me the image of Luke, Hek, and Tom. You guys, on your buses, with your guitars, walking in a gas station parking lot at night, lighting a cigarette, your thoughts and your secrets behind your eyes, and your rebel hearts totally undecided. Guest post and photos by Julianne Mason,…
Growing up in North Dakota, I don’t see it with the fresh eyes of people visiting for the first time. My tour compadres who had not spent time in the state were blown away about the reception they’ve received in North Dakota. Kudos North Dakota, you may not have Mount Rushmore, but your people are much friendlier…
First, just, thank you Saint Paul! Thank you Tim Houlihan and your band of music slinging warriors! We had so much fun. Too much fun. We had a massive basket of Easter egg colored fun. Our only complaint is no complaint at all, why did that bartender pour us a glass of Tequila in the…
In rural Iowa Julianne Mason said something I never expected to hear from her. She said, “Luke, I need you and Hek to dig a grave for Tom so that we can burn him in it.” Granted, she was filming a music video, and Tom was still alive enough afterwards to play our first…
Today, we took to the road. Last night at The Legion Bar in Williamsburg was an excellent way to close off a merry week in New York. A receptive crowd, a crowd of friends of the various acts, was there to do what concert goers want to do—have fun, bop to music, drink, laugh, let lyrics…
