Where have we been, where will we make this new record.

So this last tour with Cheyenne was totally rad. I got to hang with J.C. and get to know Cheyenne and Drew better. They are so talented, it is silly. As steel sharpens steel, so too is it so beneficial to watch a supremely talented writer and singer do their thing.

Combine that with the fact that I had a ton of time, alone in the van, to sing song ideas into my recording device and put together some ideas for songs, refine old ideas and generally act like a crazy person.

So now the idea coffers are full-to-bursting. It is time. The songs keep getting smelted in the hot fire and the slag burned away; the only question now is ‘where’. There are so many ideas and opportunities. Germany might be an option. Santa Fe might be an option. A shack in the woods might be an option. The next few weeks will be interesting in terms of how fate and human will shall play out.

No question about the direction we’re going to go in; upward, through dreams, to the stars. The gloves are off. I feel like I’ve proven that I can work within confines so as not to have burned out early nor failed to grow. So now all the confines are off. This record is going to be about letting go of control, refining through doing (as opposed to thinking) and giving in to my first love…reverb. Oh how I love reverb in all its myriad forms. It is time to let sixteen year old me make the record he’s been dying to make.

Unleash the beast.

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Dear, dear, dear, dear, dear, dear Santa Fe…

This is going to be a fantastic fall. We’re getting a full head of steam together to make the next record, we get to play all these great shows as well as a tour with Cheyenne Marie.

The most immediate things we have to look forward to are these two special shows coming in September. The first is going to be in Santa Fe at the AHA Festival:


So very cool to have been asked to play and what a treat to get to play for the magical people of Santa Fe and exhale singing air that smells like Pinon Pine…oh the head just spins. We’ve got some really special musicians assembling in Santa Fe as we speak. Everything about this trip has been biased in favor of this being a very worth-while trip. So much so, there are rumors of people trying to see if their schedules will afford them the chance to travel out to New Mexico for this.

More to come, very soon. See you all soon.


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A new song, and a short compilation…

You’ve probably heard of Noisetrade, and you’ve probably heard one or two of these songs… but what you might not know is that we’re teaming up with their site to do a week long promotion of music. Four songs, from four of our releases, for free… AND… one, brand new, not yet released track called “Cobra Tie”.

Look to the right and you’ll see a form to enter your email and get the download. New dates going up soon, AND, a release date somewhere on the horizon. Its all happening.

Also: Spurs. Remember that name.

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Sorry for the radio silence. 2012 just knocked everyone out. We put so many miles on the van, our bodies and the old gas card to last several lifetimes. But we’re gearing up for more.

There’s new songs being crafted, new vibes being culled and new flavors being tested.

For now, though, we are excited to announce tour dates in Europe. That’s right, back to the land of ancient wonders. We’re going to be playing in support of Frank Turner, a really cool artist from the UK. We’re so excited. We just can’t wait.

The dates and details will be posted later on today.

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Happy new year to all.

What a year 2012 was; it is amazing to look back and think about all the music that we were able to make as well as the people we met and the places we went. In the USA alone we put over 60,000 miles on the van. That’s not counting the getting to and around Europe.

Thank you all for making things like this possible.

Looking forward into the new year I think we’re going to start it off with some contemplative time. Writing new material and expanding the methods by which the writing gets done. Lots of trying new things, collaborations and different starting places. Trying to get the juices flowing in new ways. Might as well, right?

We are all looking forward to a new year and a new record and such.

See you on down the road.

Adam and everyone at The Moon Recording Company

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Website is back up and will not harm your computer.

That was weird; to have the website become a warning zone.

It came right before we left to get to the east coast for this tour with Spirit Family Reunion and just before the hurricane. But thanks to Daniel and Minder for getting on top of it and making it fixed again.

We are just about ready to start this tour and we couldn’t be more excited. T-shirts are folded and sorted, the guitars are fixed and back in tip-top shape, Andrew has a new tube amp for his bass and we finally get to play with our old friend Juston Stens. He’s a fantastic talent and we’ve been looking to do something together for a long time. So now it is time.

Spirit Family is one of my favorite bands ever. I love them. So excited.

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Fall and Autumn are the same season.

During the only time of the year with two names we will be embarking on a trip on the east coast with Spirit Family Reunion. I, for one, am excited because:
A) They are one of my favorite bands
2) They are such sweet people
Γ) Getting any excuse to head back east is always nice.

So check out the dates and come on out to experience nights of jubilation. Nothing but high-impact, good vibes from the stage.

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The new t-shirt

It seems that a good t-shirt is a good t-shirt.
We’ve already got orders pouring in for these things and we couldn’t be happier.
We really like it and the fact that others share our affection just makes it that much more special. So here it is; the link for how to order your own limited-edition ‘Death Gospel’ t-shirt:


Reno was awesome. We had a great time with a great crowd. We saw beautiful sights and are geared up for some sweet action in Portland.

Thank you Reno. Here we come, rest-of-the-tour.

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A new frontier

It is so easy to get bogged down.
One way to get out of the bog is to shake things up.

I was taking a mind-break from all things having to do with the record and touring. Had to recharge and reset so as to avoid getting into a creative rut. Sometimes it is fun, in an attempt to get out of a rut, to set parameters on what you listen to and how you listen to it. So I decided to listen to some of my favorite records from when I was sixteen.

It is much akin to re-reading an old journal in that it reminds you of another brain state and another place and time. It is oddly revealing and it is so much fun to think “Ha, look at what this person was feeling”. Sometimes it gets synaesthetic, you can get tastes and feelings of the clothing you used to wear sometimes. Like when I hear side B of It’s a Shame About Ray I can feel the worn ridges of my dad’s hand-me-down corduroy pants and smell the inside of John C.’s car as we would bop around with no particular place to go.

So I set out on my brain-cation to sixteen-year-old-Adam land and boy was it fun. But as I listened I realized that a goodly amount (not all but a healthy dose) of these records were made by power trios.

-The Violent Femmes
-Grand Funk Railroad (this is around when I annexed all my mom’s old vinyl)
-Nirvana (still wish Kurt was writing songs)
-The Lemonheads
-Buddy Holly and The Crickets

The list goes on, but you get the idea.

Then it came to me all at once; I want to try a power trio. I want to see how it sounds and how it feels to put the groove first, keep it tight and then rub some sweet harmonies on top of it. So that’s what we’re doing.

I got the best rhythm section in the business on the phone the next day and we put together such a sweet sound.

Andrew is the man you know already on the bass, guitar, harmonica and vocals. He recently quit smoking so not only is his voice that much sweeter but he also deserves a pat on the back; so please, when you see him, pat him on the back and buy him a whiskey for being strong. Andrew is keeping it down on several fronts. We have his bass tone dialed in and it is, in a word, sick.

Robert is a rare bird. He plays everything and does it well. First his drums; it is almost like Hal Blaine has come back to life but just a little bit taller. He seeks out the groove like a bloodhound on the trail of an escaped chain-gang member and once he finds it, he gently massages it and keeps it going until it is time to stop. While he’s doing that, he also sings like a choir boy in perfect harmony. Then, when it is needed, he jumps on the guitar (our slow songs are going to be chill-inducing) or the keyboards. He has even hinted at maybe bringing his violin and drawing out some sweet melodies for Port Song, among others.

Apart, they are like sodium (Na) and chlorine (Cl); explosive, dangerous, wild and fun to play with. Together they are like sodium chloride (NaCl) they make everything taste amazing, they are stable as a table and they are mentioned by Jesus several times in the Bible. As a three piece the sound is huge. Much bigger than you’d think three people could make. That is the magic, the magic of three. Pythagoras knew it, Euclid knew it. Three is power, three is manifestation.

When you come out to see these shows, three is going to make you a believer. This might be the best tour so far. This might be the most Death Gospel that has ever been. There will be t-shirts and snacks!

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Cat heaven just got cooler.

McGuinn the cat was a feral fellow that lived outside of the apartment I just moved into recently. I’ve only known him for a few weeks, but the neighbors have known him for twenty years. He was the coolest cat I’ve ever known. Tremolo guitar played in the background when he’d cruise onto the scene.

The story goes that his mother had a litter of kittens two decades ago of whom McGuinn and his sister were the only survivors. After they’d grown to be adolescent and able to fend for themselves the mother was hit by a car. McGuinn and his sister then came under the watchful eye and care of the neighborhood. Many of the neighbors just left water, food and cream out in bowls and in an almost Disney movie fashion, McGuinn and his sister just bopped from house to house on the block being cats, being cool and hanging out.

At some point McGuinn’s sister disappeared. No one is really sure what happened, but evidently some family down the street moved away right around the time McGuinn’s sister disappeared; so while that is sort of a bad move in terms of being neighborly, at least she had a home to live in.

McGuinn seemed unencumbered by this, by all accounts, as he was a feral cat and feral cats are predominantly solitary animals (aside from lions who, as we know, live in prides). He was then the king of the neighborhood. He then became the center of attention.

This is the era in which I met McGuinn. The first time I ever saw him was one day when I was painting the bedroom. I heard a rustling in the back yard and thought that I would look out back and say hello to whomever was there. What I saw, was a young skunk and an opossum (yeah I spelled it that way) sharing some cat food from a bowl. Which I thought was puzzling; because where I’m from people don’t keep skunks as pets. So I looked around to see what was the what. There was a giant water bowl and some other cat toys laying around in the trailing vines of the arbor. Then over in the distance was Mcguinn. He was watching from the shade of one of the cars parked on the asphalt slab as if to be lord of the situation. He wasn’t bothered either. He seemed to be giving these animals permission to share in his food that the two-leggers were providing. I swear those animals were looking up every once in a while as if to make sure that his lordship was still deigning to allow them to continue.

Turns out that the other night the perennial scourge of the animal gang world, the coyote, came down out of the hills and scooped old man McGuinn up after his twentieth year of being the most bad-ass feral cat anywhere. By all accounts it was quick and painless. McGuinn has been totally deaf for the last few years so he probably never even knew what happened.

He had that fantastic tomcat coloring. It was a patched tabby coloring with black, orange, grey, white and a brownish-grey. He had super-cool eyes that seemed to give the appearance of conveying human emotion. He also had really long cat fangs. Not freakishly long, but they looked like serious, don’t-mess-with-me fangs. I know from experience as one day, while taking out the garbage, walked in a manor which his majesty did not approve of; whatever my transgression I quickly amended.

So today, cat heaven is an order or magnitude cooler with the addition of McGuinn. We celebrate your life as a bad-ass, as a guardian of the back yard and as a cat who lived semi-wild whilst deaf. You made it old man. May your eternity be spend 2/3rds in heavenly cat slumber, may you constantly feel the eternal skritches behind your cat spirit ears and may your Cat-Heaven saucer always be filled with cat ambrosia (I imagine it to be a heavenly mix of cream, catnip and some other ingredient we can’t even begin to understand) and may your watchful gaze, from your cloud pillow in Cat Heaven, keep the mice away until your worth successor can be found.

When Bastet weights your cat heart against a feather I know that each of your days, spent in austere vigilance, will not only usher you into the pearly flap, but will tell of a life well-lived.

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