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.
Here's some shots from My Morning Jacket's recent appearance at the most wonderful Sasquatch festival. Well, they aren't all pics of MMJ. I didn't take that many of the show because people kept yelling at me and I gave up.
I hope you enjoy this small offering of photographic evidence.
Pooch and Denise pose for some vacay shots
Denise gets her show on
Tom is 75 ft tall. Or 11 as he told me when I showed him this shot.
I think I saw this in an 80s music video (and I mean that in the best way possible)
Thoughtful Mr. Hallahan
I'm pretty sure that's Jim
Thank you and goodnight!
Well, that was fun. MMJ fans are going to be very excited come tomorrow afternoon. I mean, I'm even excited and that almost never happens.
Until then...
(ok, that news is out now... you can read it here.)
I just got home (and by just I mean Monday morning) from a two day jaunt with My Morning Jacket. Full report coming shortly (and by shortly I mean someday before the end of the year).
In the meantime... they say a picture's worth a thousand words so here's a few...
This is Duke Ellington's Wurlitzer. Really! We took a behind the scenes tour at the Smithsonian on Saturday. You wouldn't believe the things we saw! I can't believe the things we saw.
This is the handsome Bo Koster doing soundcheck things at Merriweather Post Pavilion.
This is Patrick and Little Joe BEING AWESOME!!
This is the end of the show. A melee of sorts. And by melee I mean crazy bananas excellence with MMJ and the Preservation Hall Jazz Band who I am now in love with.
I shot about a kajillion photos between the museum and the shows. It was fun to dust off the ol' camera and make some purty photox. I had such excellent subjects after all.
My Morning Jacket say sayonara to Japan and hello Los Angeles today (or tomorrow, but it's Saturday over yonder already). Here they be standing in front of an advert for Soft Bank. I hope Tom is bringing that doggie home.
I'm sad to report that they'll be saying hello to a cold and rainy LA. I can't believe this. It's probably going to rain as much in the four days I'm visiting as it did in the eight years I lived here! Boo!
Still... at least there are cupcakes... these being courtesy of Cake in Manhattan Beach. I just ate a carrot cake cupcake for breakfast. I think I'm going to hell.
Don't tell anyone I took this while driving, but here's a random shot of yesterday's sunset over the ocean. I swear I kept my eyes on the road the whole time, thus the results.
I have a busy day ahead trying to find a slightly more acceptable top to wear to the Grammys, lunching with a friend and coffee with some old Viper Room pals. I'll be dining tonight at Rustic Canyon, the restaurant started by the old Spago chef. Sounds yummy. I'll let you know.
I'll be back later with final shots of MMJ overseas, but in the meantime, I think you might like these shots of the puppy/kitten store, Eric Mayers doing his best Shining impersonation at the puppy/kitten store, and interesting pet disposal options.
I hope you've enjoyed these little travelogues, and as always you can catch up with all of them here.
Okay, the sugar is making me funny in the head. Time to look for more reasonable brekkie alternatives. I think they have eggs in California. Why, I'm sure they do!
(photos by Tom Blankenship, Eric Mayers and yours truly)
It sounds like the guys had an adventurous first day in Tokyo, in and out of Shibuya, an area as alive and vibrant as I've ever seen.
Here they be hangin' out at My Sky Hole 85-2 by Bukichi Inoue outside the Tokyo Metropolitan Art Museum.
I've been inundated with hilarious Japan shots so I'll be back in a few with some more. As always, keep up with all the tour wackness here.
I have to wake up at 5 am tomorrow to go to Los Angeles to see some pals, eat some cupcakes and go to the Grammys where I sincerely do hope my hubs wins one. However, jet lagged and all, I think we'll have a good ol' time watching JoBro whether they take home the prize or not.
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.
