Hello friends, Rob here.
First things first. An important announcement. Drumroll please:
I have decided to step up my sock game.
I don’t know if Dave’s rubbing off on me or whatever, but I think I’m over plain white socks. I’ve been digging on black, brown, and gray lately, but it’s time to get advanced. I’m talking plaids, argyles. Choo-choo trains. Hello Kitty. Black diamond course. No beginners.
Oh yeah, also we’re a band I guess.
I have previously discussed the many merits of Dave’s aunt Linda, so I’ll spare you all but the quickest recap: She is awesome. We’ve been using her house as a base of operations this week while we were making sport of the general Ohio area. We’ve been operating largely in the partnership withcard-carrying baller Drew LaPlante and company. I’m not sure how much I’ve talked about these wonderful people in the past, but basically they’re some wonderful people. Absolutely wonderful.
We’ve really been getting into in in Ohio, but now it’s time to leave. I’d like to provide more details about the week, but I need to rush to get this out before we hit the road, because, where we’re going, there will be no internet.
We’re heading up into the mountains today. We’ve rented a cabin in the Smoky Mountains near Gatlinburg, Tennessee. We’re going to set up, and play, and let nature inspire us and all that delightful hippie nonsense. Drew (and I think one of his esteemed associates, as well) is going to come along and record, so who knows? Maybe we’ll have some kind of “Mountain Sessions” EP or something to tide you over while the album we recorded in December percolates?
I’ll let you know how it goes when we get back to civilization. Anyway, I have to pack and run. I like you guys a lot.