I promised I would be announcing a couple more house shows - and I'm here to deliver!
So without further ado:
10/3/13 (8:00p) @ 914 - Hip Hatchet w/ TBA
Philippe Bronchtein (Hip Hatchet) is a stunning, raw talent with a voice that knocks me off my feet whenever I hear it. This will be a great way to usher in October, with whiskey in hand and friends surrounding us. Check out this video from Hip Hatchet earlier this year, and then swing by and check out the Facebook event (http://on.fb.me/1a3MBi6). RSVP at firstname.lastname@example.org
10/11/13 (9:00p) @1858 - Courtney Marie Andrews w/ Erin Rae
I can't tell you how excited I am about this. If you've stopped by the blog at all this year, you'll know how fond I am of Courtney's album that came out earlier this year, and Erin is a phenomenal talent as well. This one will be at a new venue, and we'll be doing some things a bit different. Bring a blanket, or pillows, or a lawn/folding chair to sit on. Think candlelight, soft October shadows, and what promises to be an unforgettable evening. A video from each of these stunning songwriters below, and the Facebook link for the event (http://on.fb.me/1447Gq9). RSVP at email@example.com
10/12/13 (9:30p) - Bryan John Appleby (solo)
Again, there are very few words for how excited I am about this. Bryan is one of the finest songwriters around, and the opportunity to see him perform solo in an intimate space has me jumping for joy. The space for this one is yet to be announced, but it'll be great - I promise. I really can't wait to see you here. Facebook link (http://on.fb.me/1clOhRB). RSVP at firstname.lastname@example.org
I really do hope to see all of you at each of these. I'll leave you all with a quote from the best thing I read all week:
"That darkened hall, that holy space, where the face next to you no longer matters. That place where the arms on your wristwatch are meaningless. The hurried things of your life are made common and then invisible by the hovering heaven of strings – suddenly the pedestrian things are made unimportant by the music. Here, in these places, the darkened audience all faces forward watching only one thing: the musicians."