We reaffirm our affection for smoky bars and nights that hold on to the heat and after-hours jam sessions southern rock-style…
We rolled into Silver Spring, MD yesterday in the mid afternoon after deciding not to swim in the milkshake muddy Chesapeake Bay. (Swim plan B was an outdoor pool at the Y, and laps till we lost count in the rain.) Dorothy’s brother Martin and his wife Taylor and dog Lemon shared their beautiful Silver Spring home with us. A special treat of the evening was a Takoma Park impromptu busking venture, where we mixed covers with Washington Social Club originals. I really enjoyed playing with Martin, it was my first time meeting him and he’s a real deal musician. And the truth is I could have stayed out all of that sweet night, but for need of sleep for the longest part of our drive today.
A great conversation with Bob Keyes of the Portland Press Herald last week turned into a story in the paper today. My huge thanks to Bob, a serious Allman Brothers fan and musician as well. Also grateful as ever to Skoots Lyndon and Richard Brent for their supportive words, and special thanks to Matchstick Communications for setting it all in motion. PPH readers please note that Flournoy Holmes should also be credited (with W. David Powell) as the other half of the Wonder Graphics team that created the original Eat a Peach album artwork.
We had a nice night with my dad in CT and now we’re on the road before sunrise, attempting to beat NYC commuter traffic. The deep and poetic Patti Smith is traveling with us – gorgeous, resonate words from Devotion, plus Gloria, Dancing Barefoot and more to keep us swaying in our seats.
As the windshield wipers flap in time, we wonder where and how we will keep our swim-every-day pact. Jersey? Maryland?