I know

the sun also rises,and there is still 40 miles to go
I can tread this water with out you
but i dont want to
Rain come slowly
nights in the grass dont have to end
you have stirred something in me that deserves you
It has called to you and you have answered
thank you for that answer
even if its not the whole question
like
where will you be?
when will you go?
A home is no more just four walls and a roof
a home is where I find rest, where i find comfort
where i find myself
my home wont be in the mountins, it wont be in the city
It will not be a house, on the lower east side
Or a boat, when the tide is right
no, my home is in your eyes, sitting on this blanket,
as the sun shines above us
these words drip from my lips like sweetened honey
"I love you, I love you"
and I love how your face still lights up when it rest on my shoulder
and how you waited for me to pray
I saw those tears fall down your face
the only thing I wanted to do, was crawl into you heart
and push all the fears aside, so when you look in my eyes
you feel alive

I wont come home till after, ive shaken hands with native lands

I leave for LA in less then two weeks, I honestly cant wait to sit in a van for 22 hours... then play music... then eat, sleep, repeat... this needs to be my life

Thank God for the people in my life right now, i hope none of them dissapear

this is going to be a good summer

You know where ill be

I have let you in where nothings ever been
I can live again a better life
I have let you in where nothings ever been...

This life is filled with walking in the shadows, talking to strangers, showing the pieces of your self that not many people really see... we make our choices, and we make them with our whole heart, I didn't think anyone understood what it was like to fully love someone.. then to see your life... to feel that kiss on your neck... and have that fear.. that utter terror, that something was not right... but at the same time... something was completely right... this life is short, this heart if frail, do I throw it against the wall, and draw a picture of my love with the mess that I made?

or do i choose not to care... all that's left from this tragedy is a hand full of memories and i hope that one day we will clean up the mess that we made, I think the reason I am moving on... is because I found something better... I found someone better suited... for this crazy mixed up world... to spend my time with... to share my heart with

we will see, I hope I don't screw this one up, I can fall pretty hard.

the Nectar and what is means to you

Anathollo last night at the Nectar was so amazing, I stood next to my best friend laila and saw the excitement in her eyes as well...

They took the stage (all 7 of em) all of them with a different dance, a different feel, they felt alive, there was an electricity on stage... bells, horns, drums, keyboards and guitars... they moved between them all so seamlessly it was there form of communication, and they spoke it so eloquently...

this was my third time seeing them live, and they only have gotten better, closer... the new songs were wonderful, I cant wait till there next LP if Floating world was any indication of what the band can do in a studio I promise you the next one will be just as ground breaking, you don't here "movements" in pop music any more, but listen to this band, you will hear a song that is alive, growing, stretching its legs, learning to walk, and finally turning into something completely exciting, thank you Matt and Co. you are making music to awaken the soul, to stir a group of people so used to pseudo mediocrity when it comes to music, this is what we all need

U'ste shon shon

shouldnt of had that drink

its 2 am the streets are empty
except for the flashing blue and white
the doors ajar, your seat is empty
they are giving you a free ride

shouldnt of had that drink
shouldnt of had that dance
shouldnt of shared that moment with that stranger on the street
shouldnt of had that drink
shouldnt of made those eyes
shouldnt of kissed him squarely on the mouth thats full of lies
shouldnt of had that drink

its 3 am and they let you go home
your frineds are waiting outside for you
your welling eyes are selling lies
that im not buying anymore

shouldnt of had that drink
shouldnt of had that dance
shouldnt of shared that moment with that stranger on the street
shouldnt of had that drink
shouldnt of made those eyes
shouldnt of kissed him squarely on the mouth thats full of lies
shouldnt of had that drink

(its just A pop song)

Angels in the airwaves (tour blog v3.0)

I woke up on Saturday, thank God, I actually woke up on Saturday, after 4 Advil and a greasy lunch at a Diner/Train Caboose, I finally woke up. what a night... and... what a day to be had....

I walked down the street to River Front park with my guitar in hand, I wanted to sit on the street corner and make some much needed gas money, I set up shop, played for about an hour, then got "escorted" off the property by four security guards... nice...

BUT i made 38 bucks... not a bad haul...

with some good advice from a fellow artist that there was an Arts festival "down the street" the way he explained it, it was close... not so much...

21 blocks later, I made it, I set up on a little grassy knoll and played my tunes, danced my dance... did my thing... until I was "escorted" off the property by guards security guards... but i made another 23 bucks... total haul $61 dollars and 21 blocks of progress.

That evening I was scheduled to play on the air on 103.9 KCDA for about two hours, then I had to hustle over to Cour D'elain for a house party/show... so i found the station and set up in the studio, I met Matt the DJ and he sure was a swell guy, I really enjoyed the whole experience, I cant wait to post the Pod cast of the show... i should have it soon.

I hustled my way across state lines and made it to Kelins house in Idaho, what a nice town, i really liked it there, the party was awesome, the food was to die for and the people where even better, I got to sit on a swing in the back yard and play my songs for about 20 people, telling stories, listening to stories, hearing about love and loss, and pain and progress, it was such a magical night. We ended the night at a Bar called the "shore" which was pretty dang swanky, good music, great drinks, great dance floor... and a girl named Autumn who wouldn't keep her hands off of me... ha... I hit the dance floor for about two hours, I have not boogied like that in ages, young Autumn had too much to drink and was getting "low, low, low" all up in my business. Luckily my friend Nicole saved me from her evil clutches (thanks Nicole) that walk home was awesome, we found a fountain (I believe i can flyyyyy....) and it started to rain... which was the perfect end to a perfect week, I fell in love with Kelin, Renee, Nicole, Chris, Mike, Jamie, Leon, brooks and everyone else I met at that house, I cant wait to go back... I really cant wait to go back.

The next morning I woke up and Kelin, Chris and Allyah went to Java on Sherman and had a great morning cup of coffee, great conversation and just a good all around time, those three kids make me smile, so much love for such a young family.. gives me hope is what it does!

when I pulled out of the house, on my way home, I smiled, I knew that I had done something great, it was a wonderful drive home, quiet, serene, but full of energy...

I fell in love with the road, I will see you again soon.

Inhale, for luck (tour blog 2.0)

I woke up with a slight crick in my neck, Cass had just gotten out of the shower "good morning J.J." she chirped "how did you sleep?" but she had walked into her room before I could answer, she had to get to a class that Morning, she ran out the door with a promise of lunch when she was done for the day.

I got up and took a much needed shower, washed the booze off me from the night before, the sleep from my eyes, the smell of cigarettes, but you couldn't wash the smile from my face, I got dressed and went down to the little coffee shop down the street and ordered a latte and a pastry, I brought it back to Cassie's house and planted myself firmly on her porch.

Its interesting to me when inspiration comes, A red cobble stone road the leads past the house that I had never been to before, blue Sky's, the neighbor lady standing on the corner listening to me sing with a winsome smile on her face, she bowed her head as if to pray, then shook it off just as quickly, walked intently to her car, opened the door and looked at me right in the eye, she smiled...

BAM

"The bars are always empty, when the side walks are full
and holding hads is never quite enough
making love was easier, before I met you
now I'm to scared to touch
now I'm to scared to touch"

I have been in love before, everyone has, i fall in love at the drop of a hat, you flash me a smile and I am already planning our grandchildrens wedding... we went to a sweet little sushi place called "Raw" I had awesome Spicy tuna rolls and California rolls, Cass had the Vegan rolls which were so good...

That night I was at the Caterina Winery with T.J. Sherril, I love that guy, I love that I walk into the room across the state and sit in the front row, and he just laughs, like it totally makes sense that I am there... I saw Karlie Fairbanks live for the first time... she moved me... again... I was planning out grandchildrens wedding.

The nice promoter/bar tender of the show Patrick was very helpful with getting me beyond the comforts of sobriety, Cass wanted me to meet her back at the pool hall after the show, so I "stumbled" across the city... rather lost... I stopped in the park.. near the Spokane falls... I really wanted to go for a swim...

I met Cass and a couple of her Friends at Far West and they immediately handed me a small glass of clear liquid, followed by a lime... you can only imagine

we got home at around 2 am, I watched "Into the Wild" and nearly cried my self to sleep... I love that movie...

I slept well that night.

Sigur Ros and the long drive home (tour blog 1.0)

I found the cheapest Gas in Cour D'elain Idaho, $3.46 at the Zipp market, I also enjoyed a small but tasty Bacon Cheese burger, I cant tell you the sense of accomplishment that I felt when I left that last town, on that last day... I had finally done it, left my home, walked into the unknown, and while it was only for a little less then a week, it meant the world to me.

I started in Seattle, 1987 Mazda GLC, Red, No radio, No air conditioning, just four windows rolled down and an iPod that didn't work any more, almost 4 hours of straight driving before I stopped for gas, 100 miles out side of Spokane, Barbara Anne's, it was a nice little cafe on the side of the road, I bought 2 corn dogs, a Dr. Pepper and a tank of gas... perfect.

I pulled into Spokane at about 6 that evening, the show was at 8, I had an hour to kill, I found the Brooklyn Deli, recently voted the best Deli in Spokane, and for good reason I have a great Pastrami on Rye sandwich, which Brandon (the owner) toasted for me. I wondered the streets of Spokane handing out flyer's for the show that night, I didn't really run into many people that were interested in what i was doing.

David Hannon showed up a little early and it was nice to finally meet the guy, there were a couple girls hanging out in the coffee shop early that i chatted with, one of them was Brittany, it turns out that we have been friends for a while now... via myspace of course...

The surprise of the night was Marshal Mclean, the boy can write a song, in tow was his lovely wife and ten month old son, Charlie, they were the perfect little musician family, charlie was talking all night, except when his father played, almost like he was waiting to hear his dad, hear those songs that I am sure he has sung to him while he sleeps... reminds me of another little sleeping guy...

I ran into a friend from High School Cassie that night, turns out she is going to grad school in the town that I played in, we were friends back then, its been 10 years, you couldn't tell by looking at us though. Cass took me to a billiards hall called Far West in the heart of Spokane, there she proceeded to beat me three times in cut throat with her house mate Sarah, David Hannon just happened to be at the pool hall as well so it was good to connect with him for a little bit.

I fell asleep on Cassie's couch that night after a long long talk about life, and where we were in our own lives, and how things have changed in the ten years since we saw each other last, Cassie patted my head and said "I love you J.J." it was nice to hear someone say that... and know that they mean it...