Aloha. First thing's first, the most recent leg of my Spring Tour was fantastic. Thank you to everyone who made it out and the venues and staff who made all the shows so wonderful. It felt great to play some new material and I’m excited for leg two to kick off at the end of the month.

I had a moment on this tour where I was able to reflect on how far I've come. A couple of weeks ago, I had a spark plug blow in my vehicle that set me back in a remote area of Wyoming. In the past, the logistics and cost of something like this would have been really tough to handle and sent me spiraling in a panic. But this time, was different. As I heard the loud bang and witnessed nearly all my malfunction indicator lights go off, the word "Fuck" was barely audible as it escaped my mouth. I wasn't flustered by the fact that I was 45 minutes from the nearest town or that I had to spend two nights in the middle of nowhere waiting on a part to fix the car. It was inconvenient, yes, but hardly the confidence shatterer that it used to be. Anyway, it feels great to have even the most nightmarish scenarios not completely overwhelm me with doubt, and I put that down to how awesome the shows and touring have been recently. So again, thank you so much for showing up and making everything so fun.

I’ve got a few weeks to work on the singles project, but before I hole up, I wanted to write about the third single we released a couple of weeks ago, “Escapades.” The more I’ve been thinking about this singles project, the more I’m seeing a timeline come together. “Escapades” was another song that was written during the 1st phase of Digisaurus (which from here forward will be referred to as Phase One: Zygote). It’s beginnings are as clear as day to me. Jeremy Fina laid down a funky piano line that he had in his back pocket for years, and this song was off to the races. Dennis Tanner, Ben Rohletter, Derek Ultican, and myself then proceeded to drop a boat load of ideas over the piano, and it was cut together with some lyrics I wrote. Jeff Martin and Eric Groseclose came in and did their rhythm section thing at Mike’s studio a year later, and here we are.

This song is about a relationship, which is nothing unusual. What is unusual, is it's not about a relationship with another person. It’s about my relationship with songwriting. Songwriting is not all sunshine and daisies and it’s not a linear process. My path through can be maddening. Days can be spent focusing in on a single idea that turns out to be rubbish only for an entire banger to come together in 5 minutes one hour later. It’s cliche to say, but I inevitably have to trust the process and make myself vulnerable to it’s hardships. This can take me down some dark alleys and uncomfortable places I'd rather not go. But I love that feeling of a song coming together so much, that it’s worth it to me. At points in "Escapades" I might be stupidly pleading for the process to ease up on me a bit, But the tug and pull dynamic of our relationship, or any relationship, is somewhat inevitable. The road that songwriting leads me on is an adventure and ultimately I’m grateful by how much it pushes me to experience life.

You can find the lyrics pasted below. “Escapades” has been a staples in my set for a while. I love this song and I love thinking about writing and recording it with so many people I hold dear to my heart. I hope you enjoy the song, because I know that we all do. You can listen to it here:

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ESCAPADES

Blown through a maze, into my eye, 

Your seductive ways have thrown me in a loop I can’t escape.

Round and around flying sky high, hand in hand,

I feel you tug me down into your deepest place.

 

And I would give you my heart inside a wishing well.

But if you tear it apart, let me my head propel.

 

The bitterness between us has fueled a masquerade,

And all the steps we’re taking lead us on these escapades.

And I will give you my heart because only time will tell,

If your destructive ending will push me down to hell.

 

Caught in a pause that could defy what was lost in the seperation of my inner head.

The break up of my sweetened feelings can’t foresee my timely killing.

But I don’t want my head to keep spinning.

I damn your patience to keep feeling all the words that I am spitting.

But I don’t want my head to keep spinning.

 

And I would give you my heart inside a wishing well.

But if you tear it apart, let me my head propel.

 

The bitterness between us has fueled a masquerade,

And all the steps we’re taking lead us on these escapades.

And I will give you my heart because only time will tell,

If your destructive ending will push me down to hell.

 

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