Friday, September 25, 2009

my brother

you may remember him as fergus.
or as bur, the name we called him growing up.
he is jack avalon.
he is my brother.
it has been 11 years
since we shared a stage,
my brother jack and i.
i am excited to finish the year
with a double bill at the coach house with him.
to hear his music live.
to play together again.
makes me feel good ...
and now i head out the door for the airport
and northern california.
see you there?

angus

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

i'm listening

i haven't felt compelled to write in a while.
so i haven't written in a while.

off the road for a few days.
and, among other things, getting ready for another cross country trek.
it seems we came to this marvellous mountain hideout
to have ourselves a baby. and that we have done.
the circumstances were ideal. and now,
it is time to raise a baby with family and community nearby.

and so, soon, we say our goodbyes.
to good people, good times, good places.
and the best water i've ever tasted.
in the vision we find ourselves refining together
it is the north west that calls ...

in the meantime, a few more shows with dalbo and drew.
on both coasts.
i find myself enjoying what we do more and more.
i am still sometimes astounded
at how this thing called BROTHER
has once again been re invented.
i never imagined it would evolve this way.
we knew we could make it work.
we just weren't quite sure how.
and so we began. we see now. nice one fellas.
i make asa smile and laugh.
he does the same for me.
there is no better feeling.
simple.

so many firsts with him, sometimes every day.
he changes so quickly. and so must we.
keeping up keeps me young.
thank you little matey ...




hey little matey
hey little matey
i know you
i know you
charm all the ladies
charm all the ladies
that's what you do
that's what you do

baby i'm blown away
whatever it is you're trying to say
whatever you're thinking
i'm listening


angus