Tomorrow, I take off for the High Sierra Music Festival on one of those WAY early in the morning flights. So weird to get to the airport before the sun comes up, and have it be a bustling hive of activity. Only way I have ever been able to get up early is by not going to bed the night before. But I am gonna hook up with my old buddy Felton Pruitt from Fat Music, for a multiday webcast. I can't wait to see the California mountains again, and Felton has put together quite the broadcast line up.
Photo by Aaron SettipaneIt'll be good to escape the 100 degree days in Austin, it's been way too hot this season. I feel very comfortable here, even with the thermometer topping out in the triple digits. A couple of Friday nights ago, Denise and I went to the Saxon Pub for the Guy Forsyth show. He was in a deep indigo mood, with an unreal richness to the blues he was bringing. He is one of those guys who can do it all, for real. Name the genre, even Broadway, and Guy is a master at it. He teaches Tai Chi once a week, and is working on his new album, which will have a philosophical bent. We should see the release next year. In the meantime, when Guy came by the Music Fog Marathon at Threadgill’s in March, he played some brand new tunes for us, like this one, “Everything Breaks." Enjoy.
- Jessie Scott