Hoag’s Tour Diary (entry #6) Aug. 2013

Today we had a day-off at my parents’ house in Gwynedd Valley, PA. Among the day’s activities–2 games of frisbee golf (when we were kids, Bonesaw and i designed an 18-hole course around our 2-acre property, complete with a Constitution of rules regarding game-play), one game of basketball against some high school kids with mad skills but without the intangible of really knowing how to pull out a “W”, one game of wiffle ball (ended on a sac fly, leading to a red-team victory), and a trip to the farmers market with Momsaw. It’s been a great 24 hours here. i’m pretty bummed to be leaving, but the next show at Ryan Helms’ place out in Milford, PA is one to look forward to, so the pain of leaving won’t be too bad.

Breakfast with Smell

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Frisbee Golf!

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Brucey

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Me and Momsaw picking flowers

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Hoag’s Tour Diary (entry #2) Aug. 2013

Just saw a bumper sticker on the back of a pickup truck that said “Eat More Possum”. Vitali said he “has appreciatings for that!” The truck also had a sticker that said “I do piercings…by Glock!” I don’t think anybody “has appreciatings” for that. Reading a book this tour about the American Revolution. Man, those Sons of Liberty sure thrashed the city in the mid 1760’s. Pretty much sound like drunken thugs, but I suppose I’m glad we don’t have to answer to a country across an ocean anymore. Thanks guys! Also, Patrick Henry sounds like a hoot. No patience for the process, just wanted to go straight to the game. He had an aggravating ability to back up his ego with his intellect, though. Anyway, you’re probably here to read about our TOUR, not about the Sons of Liberty ransacking Governor Hutchinson’s mansion. But, what can I say? We haven’t played any shows yet. We play tonight, though. I think we’ll debut Dumb Angel acoustic. I have the damnedest time remembering those lyrics. The second verse is only slightly different from the first, and I think that’s why. It’s very frustrating to have Sean and Bonesaw constantly reminding me when I’m the one who wrote the lyrics. Makes me feel stupid. But tonight I’ma nail it!

Just stopped in at our 90 year old friend Norm’s house in Maryland. Norm is a fantastic man. So spirited and funny. He was telling us stories of being in the Navy. “Yes, I was in the Navy! How do you think we won the war?” We thought that was the joke, so we laughed, then he added, “By not letting me do any of the fighting, that’s how!” I love Norm. I wish he didn’t live so far away, or else I’m sure I’d see him at least once a week. He taught me how to tie a slip-knot when I was six, and the one tap-dancing lesson he gave me may have set me on a path to playing the drums, who knows. Norm lost his beloved wife Irene maybe 20 years ago, and just recently his second wife Sydell passed away. I know this visit meant a lot to him. Tears welled up in his eyelids as we said goodbye. But I feel better knowing that he is soon going to Nantucket with a new lady friend he met! Go Norm!

We played a song for Norm on his front lawn. We got about 3 bars in before he said “Wait!” and ran inside. He came back out with a pair of claves (wood-block thingys) and said “ok play something with a beat!”, then he jammed with us on “30th Anniversary”.

Here’s a video of that. And also a highlight reel from our trip to the waterfall the other day.