Also, the Cordle-Scott Band is at the Jokers Wild Casino on Boulder Highway this weekend. I'm not sure whom else is gigging where this weekend.
I've been busy all week studying and writing about the health care reform legislative battle. Today I'm going through the many "amendments" to the current House of Representative draft bill H.R.3200. Yeah, now, there's a cure for insomnia. Congress is now in recess, so further revisions won't happen 'til they return. Meanwhile, we'll all get catatonia from all the lying-assed lobbying ads that will blanket the media.
If you're up for some painful laughs, see my current post on my other blog:
BACK TO MUSIC NEWS
Bill Champlin Solo Tour Dates
(The band will include Jerry Lopez, Rochon Westmoreland, Jamie Hosmer, Eddie Garcia, and Tamara Champlin.)
Friday, November 6 • San Juan Capistrano, CA - Coach House - 949-496-8930I'm gonna have to go cover at least one of those shows. You just know it'll be slammin'. BTW, Bill's new CD is a MUST-have (Fat City Horns are on it, btw).
Saturday, November 7 • San Diego, CA - Anthology - 619-595-0300
Tuesday, November 10 • Santa Cruz, CA - Moe's Alley - 831-479-1854
Wednesday, November 11 • Mill Valley, CA - Throckmorton Theatre - 415-383-9600
Thursday, November 12 • Tuolumne, CA - Black Oak Casino - 209-928-9322
Saturday, November 14 • Santa Rosa, CA - Last Day Saloon - 707-545-5876
Sunday, November 15 • Newcastle, CA - Constable Jacks - 916-663-9385
Thursday, November 19 • Portland, OR - Jimmy Maks - 503-295-6542
Friday, November 20 • Langley, WA - Mukilteo Coffee Roaster - 360-321-5262
Saturday, November 21 • Langley, WA - Mukilteo Coffee Roaster - 360-321-5262
Sunday, November 22 • Seattle, WA - Triple Door - 206-838-4333
JULY BLOG TRAFFIC
Interesting. More total "hits" (page views), but a fall-off in individual viewers. That's disappointing to me. I thought we'd get a ramp-up in new viewers after the SLC Jazz Festival. I'm up for any suggestions on how to grow the blog viewership, and again exhort everyone to "each one reach two" recursively.
Also, I just had a thought. While you know I always try to support the many ace performers in our extended tribe, this is not the "Las Vegas Nightlife blog," and I'm always concerned that some will feel slighted from being left out. Again, I will put you in the permanent links column, just under the Vegas sign in the right hand column, where it says "NEW, Around Town: Live, friends of Santa Fe. Click the links to check their gig schedules." Just ask me.
You can also use the "Comments" to self-tout upcoming stuff. Comments are currently unmoderated, and you can post anonymously (i.e., you don't need a Google ID account). If it gets out of hand, I can always delete inappropriate comments, or put "moderation" back on (e.g., if I start getting spammed or otherwise trolled -- which happened once).
Just an idea.
GRAPH OF THINGS THAT CONTINUE TO GO DOWN
Lake Mead dropped another foot in July. It's down 120.06 feet since January, 2000. Visualize "12-story building."
SPEAKING OF WATER
One of my wife's Alabama high school friends just died of a heart attack. Here is his last email fwd to her yesterday.
Three men - a Canadian farmer, Osama bin Laden and a Biker Dude are all walking together one day. They come across a lantern and a Genie pops out of it. 'I will give each of you one wish, which is three wishes in total,' says the Genie.Rest in peace, Tommy.
The Canadian says, 'I am a farmer and my son will also farm. I want the land to be forever fertile in Canada.' POOF! With the blink of the Genie's eye, the land in Canada was forever fertile for farming.
Osama was amazed, so he said, 'I want a wall around Afghanistan, Palestine, Iraq and Iran so that no infidels, Americans, or Canadians can come into our precious land.' POOF! Again, with the blink of the Genie's eye, there was a huge wall around those countries.
The Biker says, 'I am very curious. Please tell me more about this wall.'
The Genie explains, 'Well, it's about 5,000 feet high, 500 feet thick and completely surrounds the countries. Nothing can get in or out; it's virtually impenetrable.'
The Biker sits down on his Harley, cracks a beer, lights a cigar, smiles and says,
'Fill it with water.'
I pretty much vote this my favorite email of the year.
SPEAKING OF MY WIFE...
Cheryl in 1975 in Seattle (I just found this old 8x10 shot in an old plastic file box).
And, hangin' at The Bootlegger one night not too long ago prior to her California move.
I am blessed among men. Not a day goes by that I don't realize that.