now, we have done it

home at last.

2 weeks is

too long to

not have you around ...

i am

sublimely happy to be with my family again

after an intense, very full, very memorable time.

there was much planning and work to get to the coach house.

then suddenly we were there.

with brian back on live sound

and guy(pax romana producer)

recording the evening with yossi and shai.

we even had a few cameras rolling.

and leels and james were there from arizona

making sure everything ran smoothly behind the scenes ...

we had a wonderful audience.

very touched that so many people came from so far.

some across the country ...

i hadn't heard my brother play live in many years.

he sounded great.

keeping it in the family,

jack had dalbo on drums and guy playing bass.

dare i say an arse kicking band?

dare

dare ...

we'd decided to be more rehearsed than usual.

more than we've ever been?

after listening to some of the recorded music of the night

with the fellas the next day,

i am very glad we did.

it is certainly the peak of a steady evolution

over the last 2 and a half years.

the plan is still to have a live recording available sometime ...

so, how did it feel,

playing onstage again with my brother?

heart warming. surreal.
and the reaction of everyone there

made it all the more poignant.

jack joined us for the end of the set

for a few of the old favourites.

making music is a blessed thing,

especially with a brother.

jack had suggested the idea earlier in the year

when he and family met my son.

now, we have done it.

and we shall do it again ...

(photos by lisa callamaro)

a happy giving of thanks to you all.

angus

a horse called rob roy

back in LA with dalbo and drewski,

and coach house rehearsals are underway.

we haven't rehearsed this much in years.

i am enjoying the tweaking ...

after tuscon celtic last weekend

- and a bloody wonderful reception it was -

we got together with brother jack.

it had been so many years since we sang together.

but i suppose it's kind of like riding a bike.

or a horse.

mine was called rob roy, but that's another tale ...

today we're back in the alley, our rehearsal room since '94.

it's good to feel at home when making music.

i miss my lady and my bold little lad ...

angus

i can see the mountains

from our new home we can see the mountains.

covered in golden grasses, just like where i grew up in oz.

we left the catskills a blaze of autumn colour,

arrived to find our new home town equally as stunning in the peak of fall.

nice one luther burbank.

we were 6 days in the truck, keeping one day ahead of the weather.

asa, now a seasoned road warrior, did us proud.

and his share of the driving.

asa was a small lion for his first halloween.

i, a lion tamer ...

this morning i find myself on the road again.

in arizona with the fellas.

rehearsal today for the weekend.

our first festival in these here parts in many a long year.

we'll be catching up with brother jack here too

to plan the coach house further.

a busy couple of weeks ahead.

put on the kettle and let's get the day rolling ...

angus