Okay, this is the final photopost from Summer Tour 2010 because a) the tour is over, b) I'm running out of photos and c) you're probably getting tired of them by now.
If you're looking for posts I and II, you can find them here and here. (For larger views, click on the shot.)
Now, I have space to fill and here's some nice boys and bears to fill it.
"Tower, we are cleared for takeoff." - Pooch Is My Copilot
When going to San Francisco it really is best to wear some flowers in your hair.
I wouldn't leave you without a standard Jim shot.
Getting Mile High
That Tom is rather elegant, I must say.
This is where I pretended I was at a Cure concert.
The most valuable treasures are the ones kept hidden. Or so I hear. I don't really hear that. I just made that up.
Hey lookit! Patrick didn't really spontaneously combust.
And the sun was bright that night we rode into town.
You are being watched... at all times. For some reason I am reminded of Nancy Drew.
Airport time to say farewell.
And that's all she wrote. For now. I'll be back with more MMJ goodtimes in October when the band does their five night run at New York City's Terminal 5. I'll also be at the Yum! Center show.
Here's another spate of photox from the good ol' My Morning Jacket Summer Tour. If you're looking for part I, it's here. Part III is here.
We laughed, we cried, we finally got Denise into a permanent dress. Thank God because that nudist thing was not working for me.
Once again, click the pics to see them in a larger state. Steal the pics and they will haunt your dreams.
The lads are in Pittsburgh tonight with my favorite tall person Daniel Martin Moore opening. I am so full of sadness not to be there.
"I heard there was a party here? I am ready to party!" - Denise.
This is one of those Spinal Tap moments. Spontaneous drummer combustion.
You've heard of it, right?
Does the cape make the man?
Is that an Omnichord I see? No. Really. Is it? Maybe I ought to pop over to the MMJ forum and ask...
You know those slidey puzzles where you make a picture? That's what this looks like. It also looks like some hands.
"My Carl."
I love when the boyos seem happy onstage. Not that they aren't generally but, well, you know what I mean.
Tom the devil. I know I'd sell my soul... oh wait.
Chi-town was the best show of (my part of) the tour. Those peeps always bring it.
No man and no bear, apparently, can escape the wand of the TSA. Denise is rather huzzah! about the whole thing. I must say, if I wore a donkey mask through airport security I bet they'd make me take it off. Such is the power of Pooch.
I'll be back on Monday with Volume III. Actually, I'll be back before that, on Sunday, with Emmy live blogging. The snark part of my brain better get in gear sometime in the next 48 hours. See you groovy gals and guy soon.
I have way too may photos for one blog post so I'm going to spread it out over three... or four. I cut and re-cut and I'm not saying my little picts are the greatest or anything but it was just too hard to keep taking stuff out.
So here you go... ten days on tour in ten shots vol i. If you click on them they get bigger! If you steal them, they get mad.
"Why heggo!" says Pooch.
I swear more people came to that Los Angeles Greek show.
Carl has, like, the best hair. He also has a record that comes out next week.
I'm kind of fond of this photo. I'm not sure why. Probably because I have 90000000 pictures of Jim doing the same thing (singing, I guess, go figure) and in this one he is... not.
The boys that come from Kentuckyland.
Patrick... doing Patricky things.
Tom... who should not be looking at his nice wife like that.
I often think Bo is the most photogenic member of the band.
Another new fave of that Jim guy.
Okay, I don't want to make any cheesy "Stairway" jokes but I swear Jim is ascending here.
I hope you have enjoyed this offering. More to come tomorrow time.
If you're looking for part II, you can find it here. Part III is here.
Laughing at the pleasant silence coming from Tom, Bo and Carl.
Had a splendid splendid time on tour. Photos and recap coming soon. And by soon I mean sometime before October when I go back out again. Just kitten. It will be up next week. I think.
Let's go ahead and not talk about how I haven't blogged in ten days because a) I am lame and b) I have been on tour and it's busier than expected. I'll have a whole post with photos when I get home. Tonight is my last show for this run and I'm a bit sad but happy happy to get back to Kentucky and the creature comforts of the OC.
I have long loved this video because, well, stuffed animals! Thanks to fab artist Benjamin Birdie for reminding me of Cornelius today even if it was in a bummer way for us both.
This song reminds me of autumn... of early darkness and rustling leaves. Chills that warm you. Driving through neighborhoods, wondering what the flickering lights in the houses are about.
I'm laughing like stuffed animals over here at these lovely offerings...
Knock Out Eileen - LL Cool J vs Dexy's Midnight Runners (Lobsterdust mix)
Invisible Gurls - Genesis vs Katy Perry (Chambaland mix)
In other news, I'm back out on the tourio next week with the My Morning Jacket people for ten days. A reunion with my lovely California all the way through to the Chicago place. Say hi or something if you see me getting bonked on the head in the pit. Please God don't let it be 90 bazillion degrees out there, that's all I ask. Looking forward to more internet friend meetups with people cooler than me.
Someone I follow on Twitter posted this CS Lewis quote today... "All mortals tend to turn into the thing they are pretending to be." So let's all pretend to be something kick-ass, yeah?
Using this song to go to my happy place to stave off stabby feelings over this news about BP. What a bunch of tossers. I really hope Martin Fry wouldn't approve of this.
I wonder if Belgian choir Scala and Kolacny Brothers imagined how often they would be Googled after being featured in the trailer for the upcoming film The Social Network (see below). Their haunting rendition of Radiohead's "Creep" is still stuck in my head.
Here's the ladies doing U2's "With or Without You."
The My Morning Jacket Press Conference - Can You See The Hard Helmet On My Head
Well, that happened.
That's Tom Blankenship (aka husband type person or, to you, MMJ bassist type person) showing off his supercute hardhat that they gave the boyos so they could tour the future KFC Yum! Center.
Tom says, "The new arena is gigantic and fancy, like pro-team fancy."
I did not go on this tour because I do not don bright red plastic headwear.
So, this whole brouhaha was for the upcoming My Morning Jacket show at Louisville's very own aforementioned brand new arena. The venue is hosting a series of opening concerts featuring The Eagles, MMJ and (haha) Justin Bieber.
Tickets for the October 29 MMJ show are $45 and go on sale August 14 at Ticketmaster. Local awesome saucies Wax Fang open. A special general admission cash-only sale will take place on August 12 at Ear X-tacy's new location at 2226 Bardstown Road. Ear X-tacy moves on July 30.
I don't actually remember much of the presser as I was too busy trying to live tweet it. Which I did... poorly. Oops.
Jim talked about the vitalosity of local business, artists and such and representatives of the Louisville Youth Orchestra, who will be performing with the band, were on hand to talk about how psyched they are that MMJ is donating $1 from each ticket to their scholarship fund. The fund raises money for at risk youth to be able to attend school. The head orchestra honcho said that they should double their fund with this influx of bucks. So that is most excellent.
Umm, here's the rest in pictures...
Jim talks about things and answers the question, "New record?" with "We're working on it."
Happy Patrick! Happy Tom! Happy John from Ear X-tacy! Dude with camera! I'm pretty sure that's Jeffrey Lee Puckett's arm.
I'm having this banner turned into bedsheets. Not really.
I finally met this guy. This photo is old - from the Evil Urges release in-store thingy back in 2008. His name is Benny and he is very nice. He used to play in a band called Elliott. I never saw them but heard they were quite good. Kevin from Wax Fang was in that group, as well.
And finally, here's a closeup of the hardhat because I just know you really wanted to see it from another angle. An angle that is not atop Tom's head.
Alrighty then... now back to regularly scheduled programming. Regularly scheduled programming looking something like this:
I'm taking us back to 2003 today... with this photo and the little listening bit. I remember the first time I went to the Gallrein's farm in Shelbyville to see the studio and hang out with the random dogs that patrolled the fields. What a fabulous serene place it is. Oh, it's corn season! I highly recommend that you make the drive out there and pick up some of the best ever. I dream about that stuff.
In other news, MMJ will have some tasty news to impart upon the fine citizens of the 502 tomorrow. I myself am trés excited.
In the meantime, you can take a little trip to New York with me vis a vis this live version of "The Bear" (one of my top five fave songs of all time, probably) recorded at The Mercury Lounge on February 1, 2003.
The audio on this video is crap but lordy, I'm not quite sure what that is introducing The Trash Can Sinatras, a band that looking back now may have been a precursor for my current darlings Frightened Rabbit. Not so similar in sound, perhaps, but in clever wordplay, most definitely.
"Though I ought to be learning I feel like a veteran Of "Oh I like your poetry but I hate your poems" Calendars crumble I'm knee deep in numbers Turned 21, I've twist, I'm bust and wrong again"
So good... to me, anwyay. I found some poetry I wrote as a teenager recently and it was seriously embarrassing. To the valley of shame and beyond. No wonder I stopped with that. Goodness.
Okay, it's really neither here nor there that I was the last person on earth to hear this song but there you go.
Still, this video is creepster city. I know you will love.
It's even more full of horrors than this one...
Every now and then I fall apart. So true, Bonnie-kins. So very true. You sing it, sister.
Now that there is some peace in my life I am going to be much more dedicated to this hear blogspace. I know you've all missed me terribly. "Who are you?" I hear you asking. Oof.
(I wonder if that is the first time the word "oof" has been used in the C-J.)
Pooch is here to welcome you to the good times ahead...
So, remember I said I was actually excited about something and how rare that is and yes you get the picture. This is full on bananatown, I must say.
My Morning Jacket will take to the stage at Terminal 5 in New York City for five nights starting October 18th and ending on October 23rd.
Each show will be dedicated to one of the band's full length studio albums in chronological order... so, The Tennessee Fire, At Dawn, It Still Moves, Z, and Evil Urges will all be performed from start to finish and goodness gracious, this has never happened before! I've seen hundreds of MMJ shows and they'll be performing songs I've never seen.
After the album is finished, the guys will play a mix of favorites from their catalog (and some covers, mayhaps?).
All of the dates will go on sale as individual shows on June 18th but for fans who want the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity of experiencing all five shows, there will be a special pre-sale. Five show packages will go on sale June 14th.
As per MMJ usual, each show will benefit a different charity with $1 of each ticket sold going to a different local organization:
Linda Park likes to watch TV, read some books, follow the politicking and look at pictures of bunnies on the internet. You can email her here or follow on Twitter @mspark.
