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I am the piano/violin player, creative partner , and songstress of This Way to the Egress. I have set up this blog to document the whereabout, whoseawhats, travels, trials and tribulations of our journey. It is This Way to my Story............

Sunday, June 8, 2014

Temporary Lapses.

I have a lot of them.  Temporary lapses that is.  Moments where I lose sight of my direction or thIngs that matters.  Where I forget to remember about friends and family and to remove my own head from my ass.  I think it is a sort of human condition.  But I am ambitious and always have been.  I cannot settle into them.  I must always look inward and be aware of my short comings, changing them and enhancing the lives and relationships around me.  

I am blogging from my phone in the back of Clarence.  We are shuttling down the highway in Alabama about to play the last show on our Act Accordionly Tour.  I could go on and on like I normally do about how much I love the road.  Or how blessed I am to have these people and friends in my life.  Or tell you about the silly things we experience along the way.  The laughing fits, the random dance parties, the picnics... Yada yada.  This run in particular the level of work and team work accomplished with the crew as set a new standard.  It has taken me longer than I would like to admit to learn how to do this right and I am finally there, but only in part b/c everyone has stepped up, bought in and saddled up. Because of that I get to spend my time, taking in the sites, sleeping in the van and planning the next adventure for EGRESS and my fams.

That being said- I am again finding myself in a state of shock as to how  amazing and supportive our fans and performer friends are!  I would like to thank Antigone, Hunter And everyone who came out in Virginia. Ken Om Crampton. Who housed us at his lovely venue and to Travis Sivart and Sounds of Steam for spreading the gospel of EGRESS.  In Nashville- Hudson K and Fable Cry for putting on amazing shows and joining the bill.  The amazing audience and their insatiable energy. And to Ichabod for being so supportive and John Panzerella (sp?) for the 3 hour there and back drive to feed us amazing home made stew.  In Dallas, the amazing amazing team that spoiled is rotten, set us up with amazingly useful goody bags, a phenomenal green room and an equally as amazing crowd.  Also to James K Blake who drove all the way up from Austin to run our merch and to Vanessa and Desha for hanging out and bringing a piece of home.  And New Orleans, amazing New Orleans, to Judith and the entire Freaksheaux to Geaux crew for joining us.  I have more fun with you folks than I can properly express in. Silly blog.  And to Thugsy da Clown for having such a refreshing view of humans and the world and so generously opened his home to us, left us his keys and towels and gave us a place to rest our bones.  And to our amazing fan some of who drove in from Mississippi to see us

Now we are crammed in the car with My favorite stowaway to date and after tonights show. like all good things, it will end but not before a dip in the couple who are housing us, pool.  

This level of support as a fully Independent DIY band is astounding and tells me I cannot stop even if I have a temporary lapse.  I have sacrificed time, money, memories and at some points relationships and worked myself at some points until I've felt I have had nothing left.  And although I have found a balance and with the help of Taylor and my band mates and best friend, life coach, and merch man Patrick things don't need to be so over whelming.  I will return from this very short trip inspired, humbled, grateful and ready to bust our asses to bring more of what we love to do to the people who love to be apart of it!