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🎸 About this recording:

My first live, in-person stage show in (precisely) two years, opening for electroacoustic harpist Mary Lattimore and electroacoustic accordionist Walt McClements at a show that was going to be at Meow Wolf's House of Eternal Return — the very spot I'd opened for Papadosio at my last concert before the pandemic — but was moved due to the Meow Wolf holiday staff party.

In some respects the destination venue, Tumbleroot Distillery, is even better, and at any rate as Dave Matthews says, "Turns out, not where but who you're with that really matters." And in this case I was blessed with family and friends who all turned out to hear me play (and, in the case of my kids and my friends', run around shrieking like the lovely little demons that they are).

Given the two years in various degrees of lockdown, and in spite of the fact I played fully improvised sets for years, this is the first time in my life I've played a concert of ENTIRELY new singer-songwriter material (mostly off my EP House Ship On A Hill with a few as-yet-unassigned new numbers). Consequently, it's a mess. (But we love messes, here, right? Frothy, new, untested, bold, adventurous, raw, incomplete...)

These are COVID songs, for sure: about the Seattle Autonomous Zone as I saw it reflected in my new family's one-bedroom downtown Santa Fe apartment; about my silly little girl who helped to keep us sane amidst the tumult of that year; about the way that institutions cannot see us in our fullness, and the hardships that result; about the inchoate loss, longing, and transcendent hope I felt so many nights, reviewing the weight of past lives that seemed to have no place in present day; about the medicine of exploration that I found in The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild after the job and parenthood and plague all clipped my wings and brought more than ten years of constant motion to a grinding halt; about feeling the universe in all its grandeur funneled into a hot tub on a cold coyote-fenced back porch, under a shade sail and countless stars.

Thank you for listening, and enjoy.

Michael