Make A Residency, Leave a Letter.

There has been so much that has happens in the last little while,
i hope that i am able to remember it all.
We camped last night on the beaches of Florida.
It was beautiful,
you are beautiful.
We went to this great Bar to get some seafood.
Little did we know that there was karaoke going on.
We all sang,
for a good four hours.
It was so beautiful.
Then Trevor, Kissle, and I.
decided to jump the high bridge into the ocean.
We went to bridges end, and decided that it was crazy.
but i halted.
I explained that there is one chance.
always one.
and we were there.
i climbed over the bridge and lept into the water.
Kissle and Trevor followed my lead.
The waves were huge and we could barely see the docks edge.
We made it to the rusted ladder that would help us to safety and
it was absolutely covered in barnacles.
We weasled our way past them and made it to dry ground.
When returning back into the bar, the owner explained that
there is a resident bull shark and that it was a very dangerous area.
Incredible.
We Love It All!
There is such a beauty in wonder.
I know it,
you know it.
such a beauty.
We are here in Tampa FL tonight.
the heat is minimal.
PRAISE
for that.
I will post pictures soon.
believe in something.
just,
make sure it is sincere.
ALWAYS

Boulevard to Broken and Back again

Dear Darling,

we are now in Orlando Florida, playing "The Social" tonight.
we have had a heck of a couple of days.
We played in Nashville the night before last to a
beautifully respectful and cheerful crowd.
It was (unfortunately) the last night that we will be playing with
Justin Townes Earle.
*beautiful*
The night before that we played in Atlanta, GA.
We had found a Home Depot 2.1 miles from the venue that
we needed to go to, to purchase something.
And being the fit men that we are we(trevor, kissle, and i)
decided to walk there. We headed down a street known as
"The Boulevard"
As we were walking we noticed many people staring at us.
almost saying with there eyes "what the hell are you doing here"
We were not startled, nor frightened, we gathererd our savvy,
and ventured on. We passed through what appeared to be a bit more
"rundown" part of the city, and received very amplified concerning looks.
We went a bit past the street that we were supposed to turn on,
and started heading back trying to find home depot,
two kind people at the bus stop warned us to not go down the street we had
just come up, lest we get robbed and or killed.
The man that warned us pulled out a large knife from his pocket and mentioned
that
"this is what i carry in case they start tryin sometin"
we took the mans advice and went through a different street.
We made it to home depot with no problems.
They did not have what we were looking for, and
we walked back to the venue,
it was all around about a 5 mile endeavour.

The walk had gotten Kissle worked up, and sweaty.
He decided to bath in the creek that was a block away from the venue,
after him bathing in it, we found out that it was the overflow
sewage drain.
That's that.

We sound checked and then grabbed our baseball mits.
we weren't really thinking about where we were playing, but it was right next to
a very very busy intersection.
Kissle missed the baseball and it smashed right into the side
of this mans truck.
he wasn't happy.
its been eventful.
we are busy.
happy,
lovin,
livin.
i hope it is well with all.
You all.
Us All.
Them All.
j. and brothers.