And....HOME. The Seattle & Portland Speakeasy Shows, in your own words....+ a billion pictures. Comment if you were there, please. (Patreon)

Hello loves.

Love from home in Boston. I've landed.

I have to go grocery shopping, so I said what I needed to say - while I'm fresh in the wake - in the video.

It's faster and more human.

A favor:

If you were there at either of the litte speakeasy shows in Seattle or Portland, speak up. Leave a review. Leave a comment. Leave advice. Leave a feeling. I'm reading. If you have photos, put them in the Wide-open All-Patran chat.

I know this much: my cup is filled, and I've never been more grateful in my life for this patreon, for you, and for my friends.

Go where it's warm, people.

Go where it's warm.

Even though it was freezing and raining in the pacific Northwest....it was the warmest place I've been in a while.

My friends, and the patrons in all of these places, were all soup for my broken heart.

It was everything. Thank you.

Seattle, I promise I'll be back to do a larger show you can all come to.

Just gimme a second, okay?

This is hard.

.............

SEATTLE.

A gift from Stefan at Rockin Ruby Records on Barinbridge Island....

Apples for All....

PORTLAND.....

Bebe Montoya's secret performance....with Cooklin and friends...

The Portland Speakeasy....the PINK MARTINI LOFT of Thomas Lauderdale....

(These photos by Laura Vogel unless otherwise).....

Storm Large, opening up with James on Piano:

Rizo opening up, with Thomas Lauderdale (of Pink Martini) on piano:

Rizo and Storm....holding space.

That's Michael Schneider (aka BLCKSMTH) behind me. I love that I'm literally, like, inside him.

(This one of my feet by Storm Large....)

With Bebe Montoya and CC Cooklin....

A lost tattoo....

Max Beery, patron saint of the PNW....

Storm Selfie:

Best tour manager/friend/assistant in the known universe, Michael McComiskey (photo by me).....

Michael Schneider says it best, really....

Stopover in Wisconsin.....

Bebe Montoya's little gifts:

When I tell you....

That I love you....

I mean it.

To all of you....

you have no idea how much I appreicate you all.

I'll keep trying to tell you, again and again.

I love you, and it's real.

xxxxx

A