A couple of days ago, I celebrated my 27th birthday on the road. A couple months ago, I was in a routing meeting with Zach Deputy Management and thought I would be in Mississippi for my birthday. I thought, 'sure, I’ve never been to Mississippi, it should be fun,' but I knew I wanted more. As the weeks passed and the tour developed, we got a contract for February 11th, 2011 at Skipper’s Smokehouse in Tampa, FL. Fuck yeah! Skipper’s is one of my favorite venues in the entire country. When I was younger I used to go on Dave Matthews Band tours, seeing them play in large sheds and higher capacity venues. When you get to that size, things become much more sterile and the venues lose their “flavor.” There are many venues out there that are absolute gems that I have had the privilege seeing, but the scale rooms we play on Zach Deputy tour are so unique. So believe me when I say I was stoked as shit for this Tampa play on my birthday.

I’m not much of one to tell people when my birthday is. I’m not sure why, I just never have been. If you ask, I’ll tell you. If you don’t, it’ll just pass on by. We played a show at Common Grounds in Gainesville, FL at the end of February and I got to see my good buddy Jarrod, his niece and many other friends. He lives in the Tampa area, so we got to talking about the Skipper’s show and I guess I mentioned it was my birthday. He got all amped up for the show and told me he’d see me on the 11th. Fast forward a couple weeks and I’m at Musica in Akron, OH with our good friend Michelle. Michelle travels a lot in her work and has been able to see us in five states so far. I told her our upcoming tour schedule and started raving about how amazing Skipper’s was in Tampa. She found out it was my birthday and then became really excited about the possibility of a Florida Zach Deputy show.

Next thing you know, it’s February 11th and we’re pulling up to Skipper’s for our 5:30p load in. The purple façade greats us as we back in to the load-in door with large towering trees covered in Spanish moss hanging overhead. We get the stage and merchandise set up quickly so we can all relax before the show. Skipper’s Smokehouse is a 700 person capacity outdoor music venue that boasts some amazing features. The wooden planked floor connects the venue to the restaurant. The restaurant and other building facades are so natural looking, with rustic tin roofs offering quite the complimentary aesthetic value. The restaurant and adjoining buildings is a maze for the first time visitor, but for those returning can quickly manage the venue quite easily. Either way, it’s a treat being about to cut and dodge through all these rooms and nodes to get through a show at Skipper’s.

Off to the corner of the venue are benches with their foundations rooted in the sand. The upper deck porch and bar overlook the venue as it slopes down to the stage, all encompassed be large multi leader trees strangled with Spanish moss. This venue is heaven for me…the perfect blend of music and landscape architecture. Landform, plants, water and structure make up the floors, walls and ceilings of the venue, all rotating around and feeding off the good energy of Zach Deputy, his music and the kind-hearted, fun loving fans he brings out.

Very early in the night, I walk out from the backstage area into an empty venue, as doors have just opened. Sure as shit, there’s Jarrod and four of his friends. He gives me one of the biggest, most genuine hugs as do my new found friends. All so kind and entertaining in their own right, these four new friends are joking with me and enjoying some good laughs. That’s music family for ya! I have a tough time expressing how amazing music family is sometimes. To put it in simple terms, music family brings accelerated friendship. If you’re friends with my friend, you’re a friend of mine. You have this trust and confidence that you’re friend only keeps the best of company, and 98% of the time, that’s true. You don’t need to do introductions and background checks…you skip straight to hugs, badass conversation and great times!

After I open my singing birthday card from Jarrod, I walk back to merch, only to bump into my friend Ashley. Ashley and I met in Asheville, NC a year or so ago and we have crossed paths again many times since then…including shows in Boston, California and now here in Tampa. It’s fun to be hanging with a dear friend half way across the US in some instances and not even think twice about it. It’s not weird, it’s not a coincidence…it just is. Then I see Michelle and her son Patrick. They hoped a flight from Philadelphia and came to take me up on my recommendation of Skipper’s Smokehouse. We all enjoyed one hell of night that consisted of lots of laughs, dancing and good company.

It just absolutely blows my mind that all of this that lays at our fingertips on my birthday is a byproduct of liking music. I’m a rat. I’ll see any music and I love the majority of it. I don’t do drugs, I don’t drink; I just fucking looooooooove music, traveling and friends. How is that fair though? I feel music at this unbelievable level and absolutely drool over the business side of it. I close my eyes and dance by myself, I run around and see all my friends, I get to see the United State and beyond, and I get to celebrate my birthday at one of the premier music rooms in the Southeast with some of the best people I know. And because of what…music? I still have a tough time wrapping my head around how lucky we all are to share these times together just because we have the same common interest in one of life’s most common things.

And to top it off, I got to pick up a package at Skipper’s the next day that consisted of some of my favorite goodies from Atkins Farm in Amherst, MA as well as birthday cards, winter gear and notes from home (thanks Zeena)! What an absolutely beautiful day. I never draw attention to my birthday, so for all these things to fall into place as they did really was touching and repeatedly blew my mind as I quietly stood in the back of the venue with my arms crossed and smiling.

Disc golf discs don’t fly as well in Colorado!

For those who know me well, you could say disc golf is a huge passion of mine. I’m still relatively new to the sport as I have only been playing 5-6 years, but I’ve had the privilege of seeing some of the country’s finest courses. What started out with throwing one disc with friends in the woods in Maine has turned into a nerdy obsession. I’m an archiver by nature…I take pictures of EVERYTHING. Not so much people, but things. When I was getting my Master’s in Landscape Architecture, I heard the quote “nothing is original, it’s all been done before.” I took that quote, fixed it up a little bit to pertain to myself, and added it to a document that only I see. This document is a gold mine of inspiration for me as I visit it constantly. That being said, I have accumulated thousands of pictures of things --- seating, signage, pathways, lighting, structures, waterways, landform, etc. These picture come in handy in my designs, be it in the design of the 7,000 person amphitheater at Mountain Park in Holyoke, MA or my proposal of Orchard Hill Disc Golf at UMass Amherst. I aim to provide UMass, my alma mater, with one of the finest disc golf courses in the state, hopefully to be talked about within the community for years to come. You can find a link to the course’s official Facebook page in the sidebar to your left. The page includes excerpts from the proposal I provided the University, as well as some kind words from local supporters. Please ‘like’ the page, and keep in touch with the ongoing process.

Having the ability to play a different course in a different state almost daily, I decided to include course reviews in my blog. I love the sport so much, and part of the fun in it is to educate the public. My travels and pictures afford me the ability to expand my archive catalog, while my blog can hopefully bring some more light to the sport as well as some incredibly beautiful (or brutally hard) courses that you need to know about, and hopefully play in the future. This review is about

the disc golf course at Golden Bell Camp and Conference Center in Divide, CO. This course has been a fixture on our Zach Deputy tour’s in Colorado. On tour we have played Manitou Springs, CO (just outside Colorado Springs) twice, with our next gig being Three20South in Breckenridge, CO. This is a great drive because it’s all back roads through some beautiful meadows and mountain ranges with hardly any traffic. With a drive time of a little less than two hours, we never miss the course in Divide. The course runs through a valley set against mountains in the backdrop. Every time I get there, I'm pumped up! Let’s go, time to birdie the first hole! Sure as shit, terrible drive on the first hole! Disc golf discs don’t fly as well in Colorado! The air is thinner, I’m not in good enough shape to traverse the hills and valleys of the course, my discs are dinged up --- there’s got to be a reason! Luckily enough for me, after bogeying the first hole both times, I stick it 10 feet from the basket on the second hole with my Star Eagle to get back to even.

The next couple holes crisscross the valley with each of the baskets set under a grove of pine trees. These holes are a lot of fun as if you really get behind a Valkyrie; you can get to the pin on your drive. The tees are so elevated that the natural flight of the disc is straight into the tree tops, so you really have to come down on the release and risk throwing the disc straight into the ground. After some huffing and puffing from my fellow playing partners, a break is welcomed. You can sit on the hillside and look over the rolling landscape onto the mountains in the distance. What a sport! Look at where it has brought us. Somewhere in Colorado, en route to a show at one of the premier music markets in the Mountain West. Would we have known about this Camp and Conference Center if it wasn’t for the sport of disc golf? Nope. And that’s why I love it.

As the front nine ends (and we usually only have time to play the front nine), the final hole takes advantage of a logging road to be utilized as the fairway on this dogleg left. I’m just gonna go ahead and bust out my Star SL and throw a nice banana in there. Nope -- good idea, poor execution. Like I care though, as I got to my disc I look off to my right and see something awe inspiring. After I finish the hole with a disappointing bogey, I walk into a grove of birch trees. Sporadically placed, this resembles a vision I’ve had in my head from years. So what do I do? Snap a couple dozen pictures and file them away, of course! This living example will be revisited down the road when I design my next course, but for now, I’ll leave it at that as I don’t want to ruin the surprise.

Another trip to Divide, CO is finished, but we’ll be back in March of 2011. And damn it, I will learn the flight of the Colorado disc golf disc, and I WILL NOT BOGEY THE FIRST HOLE! If you’re ever in the area, check out Golden Bell Camp and Conference Center. With multiple baseball and softball fields, a disc golf course as well as a performance amphitheater, this tract of land provides plenty of opportunities for the outdoor enthusiast.

Umphrey's McGee, ter, and Penn's Peak - all good things!

This show review might be a bit lengthy for most, but when I wrote it back in August, I hadn't seen the band live in months, and was headed to a venue I'd had on my list of must-sees for years. I never posted this review, but with our (Zach Deputy) upcoming opening slots for Umphrey's McGee in February, I thought I'd get this blog back up and going again with a piece that I had a blast writing.

If you’re a traveling music fan, you may have already had the pleasure of seeing such venues as The Gorge in George, WA, The Greek Theater in Berkeley, CA, Red Rocks Amphitheater in Morrison, CO, or Alpine Music Valley in East Troy, WI. These are revered as some of the top notch outdoor performance spaces in the nation, all of them possessing the ability to take your breath away in a matter of seconds. The east coast is dotted with some spectacular outdoor sheds, but this review will talk about an indoor venue that any music fan is lucky to see. Situated along a mountaintop in Jim Thorpe, PA, Penn’s Peak posses the same “wow factor” as the aforementioned outdoor music venues that attract legions of fans to their shows each year.

As one traverses the mountainside down into the quaint town of Jim Thorpe, you know you’re in for a treat. The small town that lies along a river at the foothills of these Pennsylvania mountains is the home of my new food recommendation, the French Dip sandwich at Maggie MaGuire’s. A great little restaurant in the heart of town, Maggie MaGuire’s patio offers up a meeting spot for the car loads of fans and friends that are making the trek in from last night’s Umphrey’s show at The Westbury Theater on Long Island. The Westbury show was a treat, showcasing the ability of sound engineer Kevin Browning and lighting director Jefferson Waful, and how they can easily adapt to the most unusual of scenarios, as the rotating stage was nothing more than an absolute delight as fans were offered never before seen sightlines that night. This new perspective for fans offered the ability for everyone to see how the band interacted with one another on a completely different level, as well as showcasing the two brains of Andy Farag and Kris Meyers, and how they become one. Watching these guys work together is a treat to say the least, and something fans rarely get to see in its entirety from their normal perspective within a crowd.

Back to Penn’s Peak. Anticipation was building as we drove up the mountainside to the venue, ultimately culminating in panoramic views in every direction down to the valley below. The lot scene was rippin’, with faces both old and new, ready for a Friday night rager somewhere in Pennsylvania. As friends poured into the lot, I could barely contain myself as Penn’s Peak has been a venue I have had on my list of places to see for 3-4 years now. I just finished my graduate work at UMass Amherst and always thought I would make it out to a show here, so when I found out I had a 10 day break from Zach Deputy tour, I planned my entire schedule around this one show. The Westbury Theater show was a great start to my four night run of Umphrey’s, but as I walked around the grounds of Penn’s Peak, I couldn’t break the overwhelming feeling of “this is gonna happen.” That feeling right there doesn’t come around that often, but when it does, you’re in for it.

As I walked into the venue, my jaw dropped. Wooden trusses support two floors of this cathedral-like venue. We were greeted by dim blue lights cutting through the fog that filled the large open space of the dance floor as hugs, smiles, and high fives were customary in the greeting of the masses. Umphrey’s tour (also known as ter) is fun because no one ever really says bye…you just know you’ll see each other at the next show, whenever that may be. Many fans figure out ride shares or meet ups via The Bort, but others just fly by night, knowing that they’ll see whoever it is they’re supposed to see. As the family greeted one another, I took a tour of the venue. The flow of the venue was superb. Circulation ran around three sides of the dance floor and upstairs to the balcony, offering up a different perspective of the show, as the raised outer edge of the dance floor was home to chairs for those who preferred to take it easy for the night. I got all sorts of excited when I saw decals on the floor, labeling the rows of seats…talk about attention to detail. Track lighting overhead made it easy for patrons to find their seats and played nicely off the dim blue lights that Jefferson Waful had set as house lights, creating some ambiance for friends and fans to greet one another and rest up for what was in store. The back of the venue housed a kitchen, bar, band merchandise and venue merchandise, en route to the outdoor patio that captures views into the extended landscape. With small cities in the far distance rendered to nothing more than a clump of lights, the foreground of the panoramic view offered up by Penn’s Peak was a blanket of dotted lights running along the valley floor, instilling in fans the notion that they are in a very rural part of the country, atop a mountaintop, and about to feed off the energy of one of the most progressive bands (both musical and intellectually) in the music industry today.

So let’s meet some of the family. My name is Brian and I’m a music rat. I currently tour manage Zach Deputy (www.zachdeputy.bandcamp.com for name-your-price soundboard recordings) and have been street teaming for Umphrey’s, amongst dozens of other bands, for a long time now. I’m not much of one to have a list of songs that I want to hear on a tour, but I had picked a couple originals as well as covers for this run (Dump City, Bad Poker, We’re Going To War, Bloody Well Right) since Umphrey’s shows are few and far between now. The pictures you will see throughout this article are the handy work of Beau Blackburn, a photographer from San Diego, CA. Next to me is Jeremy Cobb, one of the nicest guys you’ll ever meet. Jeremy is from Virginia, loves journalism, baseball, music and...Water! I’m very confident that Jeremy is one of the most in-depth music listeners I will ever come across. He hears where the music is going, from the slightest of chord progressions and teases, and can name the next song long before Umphrey’s even drops into it. Jeremy has been running all over the place, buying beers for everyone in sight, including my UMass friends and driving partners, Mike and Meg Dawg. Joining us is Spud and Andrew, dear friends of mine from Queens who put me up last night after the Westbury show. Without mentioning everyone in our little traveling posse, you can quickly see how going on tour with a band is so easy. We’re not here solely for Umphrey’s, yet they are the common element that brings us together. We’re here to see venues and friends, to drink beer, to rage hotels, to travel, to get away from work, and much more. We’re so very lucky to have each other and in all honesty, Umphrey’s is lucky to have us. We feed off them; they feed of us…simple as that. Luckily for us, Umphrey’s McGee is in touch with their fan base. They know they have legions of followers; they thank the first timers, the second timers, and the travelers. They throw out guitar picks, hand out setlists, and remember faces and names. If you’re in a bind, talk to a band or crew member, 95% of the time, they’ll figure out some scenario to get you out of the pickle you’re in.

At 9:00p, the members of Umphrey’s walk out from behind the curtains, ready to rip Jim Thorpe a new one. Never to keep their fans waiting too long, they quickly launch into one of their newer songs, entitled Conduit. A short, yet hooky song, Conduit is soon followed up by Atmosfarag and The Bottom Half. None of these songs really put me into a frenzy, but nicely built the set to a point where The Bottom Half and its cascading lights segued into 2nd Self, where Brendan Bayliss stepped up as the featured artist. With his cutting vocals and loose guitar work, Bayliss ripped apart 2nd Self, setting a launching off point for the songs to follow. Cutting vocals and loose guitar work is not a knock on Bayliss, it’s a compliment if anything. A very original sounding vocal presence, Brendan Bayliss is one of the founding members of the band. His “loose” guitar work is only complimented by the band’s lead guitarist, Jake Cinninger. Jake, a naturally born drummer, tends to fill the negative space of the songs, with creative fills and licks, before unleashing his uncanny ability to shred a solo like no other. Bayliss is the opposite, possessing a much fuller, rounder sound to his guitar work, naturally fitting best on songs like 2nd Self. No slouch in the shredding category, I best describe Bayliss’ guitar work as loose as it’s much less choppy and percussive as guitar counterpart Jake Cinninger.

Next up, Water! Someone’s ears must have been burning when Jeremy was talking about how he wanted to hear Water earlier that night at dinner. Our friend Ian had informed us that Water was indeed soundchecked; only leaving us stirring with excitement as this song doesn’t seem to come around nearly enough. Seamlessly segueing into Andy’s Last Beer was the only thing that could possibly make me okay with the band leaving a stellar version of Water. As if things couldn’t get any better, next up was Umphrey’s rendition of Supergroup’s hit Bloody Well Right. Okay, I’ll take it; I haven’t seen this song since the barn burner of a show at The Avalon in Boston on 4.12.07. We music nerds can spit dates and versions of songs like it was nothing. Maybe that’s why I like tour managing and archiving, I just have a knack for remembering things from a decade ago like it was yesterday, and being able to spit off tour dates well into the future. As the first notes of Intentions Clear were strummed, I saw my buddy Mike take off for the bathroom, and I almost grabbed him and told him it was a bad idea, but decided against it. Judging from the jams in some of the previous songs, tonight was lining up to be one of those shows were everything Umphrey’s touched was gold…Intentions Clear was no different. Disgusting jam, go download it from www.umlive.net. The jam was one of the highlights of the night before The Bottom Half came back to end the set. The end of this song is a great opportunity to compare the guitar stylings of Bayliss and Cinninger. Similar to 40’s Theme, The Bottom Half initially features Bayliss as he builds the song to its climax before Cinninger comes in and kicks the song square in the face, ending each version with a bang, and in this case, the first set at Penn’s Peak.

After a half hour set break, the band came out at 10:40p, ready for another go around. Things got going quickly with a great version of Miss Tinkle’s Overture. One of the best built songs in their repertoire, this version peaked hard, whipping the crowd back into the state of mind they were just in during set one. Words slowed things down a bit, but once again offered a glimpse at the brain that is drummer Kris Meyer’s and perc world extraordinaire, Andy Farag. Last Man Swerving was the highlight for many, and in my opinion, showcases Umphrey’s McGee for exactly what they are. Last Man Swerving is always a great vehicle for a jam, and this version was no different. The first jam that came out of the song was a heavy, almost death metal progression, giving the song a rare dark feel. After a quick build to the jam, the band flipped the song on its head, laying down one of the best grooves of my four show run. Quickly driven by Jack Cinninger and complimented by Waful’s change of color palette, bassist Ryan Stasik wasted no time finding the groove and kept it going.

In my time following this band, I’ve had several music fans tell me how Stasik needs to be replaced because he’s not flashy enough and never takes a big solo. Flashy solos aren’t Stasik’s MO, though…he’s the root. He is the most fundamental layer in a sound that is completely comprised of layers. He finds the groove, lays it out and stays right on it. He rarely ventures off course and just sits in the pocket, usually capping it off with a smile from ear to ear. Jake usually leads these impromptu jams, with Bayliss filling in where he sees fit. Keyboardist Joel Cummins adds his own layer, and even though often overlooked in many jams, is an integral part of the Umphrey’s McGee sound. Pushed by the backbeat of Kris Meyers and Andy Farag, this six piece band always delivers when they’re given the opportunity to explore outside the structure of the original song.

Immigrant Song/Thunder Kiss ’65, a mashup of Led Zeppelin and White Zombie followed Last Man Swerving, before segueing into an 18 minute version of Utopian Fir. Always a monster jam vehicle, Joel Cummins quickly threw down a danceable synth layer, and when paired with the beats of Kris Meyers on the electronic drum pad, this Utopian Fir jam was already in high gear. Lighting director Jefferson Waful put a gloomy, dark wash on the band, turned the lights around and painted the back wall with gobos, nicely completing the vibe of the song. As the rotating gobos took the crowd’s eyes for a ride, the band’s layers continued to compliment and pass one another, as the initial layer that was turned down and buried, slowly built momentum until it was later the driving force of the jam. After the electronic dance party was over, Cemetery Walk made an appearance. The only song off Umphrey’s most current album, Mantis, I would have liked to see its counterpart, Cemetery Walk II continue the dance party vibe and end the show with a bang. No worries though as JaJunk in the encore slot offered fans one more song to get out any air guitar that they had been holding back.

As punctual as they were with their 9:00p start time, like clockwork, the band exited the stage at 12:00a on the dot. As fans fleeted into the night, sound engineer Kevin Browning could be seen burning out a copy of the show at front of house, ready to hand it off to tour manager Don Richards, who is stationed at the merchandise table with two CD duplicator towers and a line chalk full of fans eager to take home the set they just witnessed. Seeing this affords me the opportunity to make a point: one common misconception by fans is thinking the band is just the guys on stage.

Umphrey’s McGee has six men on stage, but they are a full 12 person team while on the road. Everyone knows their job and executes it to a T. Besides the constant evolution of the Umphrey’s family, the scenarios you get in on the road and the blissful music the band produces, my absolute favorite thing about this band is the feeling that you just got in the way of a 12-headed monster. They come into a venue, do their thing and leave…we were all just lucky to be in its path.

After a two great nights at Penn’s Peak and The Westbury Theater, we travelers packed up with excitement, ready to go from mountains to beaches, as we got in the van for a trek over to the New Jersey Shore, with Saturday and Sunday shows in Asbury Park and Atlantic City. The Penn’s Peak show was everything I hoped it to be and more, and with the chance to see four new venues on my short four night run, I couldn’t have been happier to share it with all my friends and one of my favorite bands on the scene, Umphrey’s McGee.

Penn’s Peak
Jim Thorpe, PA

Set I:
Conduit, Atmosfarag, The Bottom Half > 2nd Self, Water >Andy’s Last Beer, Bloody Well Right, Intentions Clear > The Bottom Half
Set II:
Miss Tinkle’s Overture, Words > Last Man Swerving > Immigrant Song > Utopian Fir, Cemetery Walk
Encore:
JaJunk

August Residencies and Boston Boat Cruise

Damn it feels good to be back in New England! We’re in the box truck bombing down I-91 to Hartford listening to last night’s show at Nectar’s in Burlington. Last night was the second of five Monday’s in Burlington. Tonight we hit up Sully’s Pub, ready to stir up a feel good dance party at Zach’s Tuesday residency. To round out the August residencies, tomorrow we head to Martha’s Vineyard early for a game of kickball before Zach hits the stage at Nectar’s MV. These are Zach’s second go around for New England residencies, his first being last June in Burlington, Albany and Worcester. Just to give you an idea of what’s ahead this is how his Burlington residency went last summer: first week = 50 people, second week = 150 people, third week = 250 people, fourth week = sold out with a line around the block the entire night. Not bad for his first pass at a weekly residency!
The residencies have been an absolute blast to say the least. Last Monday in Burlington saw 100 fans turn out with loads of excitement about what was about to come their way the next four weeks. My trip to Sully’s Pub last Tuesday with Zach was really exciting for me since that is where it all began. I went to Wormtown Music Festival in Greenfield, MA in September 2007 and a dear friend told me to check out Zach Deputy, who at that time was making his first attempt at the Northeast, leaving his home base of Hilton Head, SC. Two days after Wormtown Zach played at Sully’s. I was so stoked for the show; I didn’t want to miss a beat so I drove down from Amherst and arrived at the gig at 8. I talked a couple of local bar folk to stick around for the show, as this was one act they didn’t want to miss. Zach ended up playing the show for roughly 10 people, but I could see it…we all could see it. Then boom, a little less than two years later, we’re working together, ready to take over the world.
This Hartford show was a little different with 115 people flipping out, screaming lyrics and dancing deep into the night. The next night was our first trek over to Martha’s Vineyard to open for Grace Potter and The Nocturnals to kick off Zach’s Wednesday residency. It was fun to open for GPN - a respected, middle-tier band. I saw them in 2004 when they were first emerging and really dug their sound, but to be honest, with their new arrangement and evolving sound, didn’t really dig the direction they have taken their music. But they’ve obviously done something right, winning numerous Jammy awards and bringing in 500 people to Nectar’s that night. Zach played a short 45 minute set, but will have a full 3 hour show every Wednesday from here on out, so come out to the show! If you get the opportunity to get out to the island, visit www.steamshipauthority.com to check out all the information you need regarding ferry schedules and vehicle reservation passes. The highlight of the Martha’s Vineyard gig for all of us was after the show on the loading dock. With a piano right by the loading dock, it didn’t take too long for some folks to start up a nice big jam session. As two Nectar’s employees jumped on piano, Zach grabbed his guitar and vocal percussion and set off a jam with Scott from GPN on harmonica. Folks gathered around the loading dock, listening, laughing and smiling as all us like-minded folks were in the perfect place that night. I love this job - seeing music, running a show, networking, making new friends and geeking out over the guts of music operations. Then after it’s all over, just gathering around with friends and enjoying some down time that takes you into the early morning. The next day we went back to the venue to pick up Zach’s gear and bum around the venue for a bit. Lucky for me, dj extraordinaire RJD2 was doing load in/soundcheck and we got to talk about everything from how much he makes me dance to the types of gear he uses to the festivals he plays, mostly his trip to the inaugural Up North Festival in Maine last August.
To finish up, I have to talk about the Boston boat cruise that happened last Friday. 250 eager fans boarded the boat in the late evening with excitement filling the air, as we were all about to enjoy a three hour cruise around Boston Harbor together. I’ll put it simply – Zach absolutely DESTROYED it! With lots of friends in the crowd, I couldn’t help but dance off by myself, looking up at the stars and smiling at how well Zach has developed the Northeast in such an incredibly short period of time. Even non-music friends of mine came out and couldn’t help but cut loose on the feel good music that surrounded them. The first set went well, but the second set saw the entire 250 people smush onto the music deck and get down like I’ve never seen before. Monster versions of Most People Never Heard Real Music, Wormtown and Coconut got the crowd whipped into a frenzy before Zach dropped Volcano on the crowd, leaving the entire boat hooting and hollering for more as the ship pulled up to the dock.
Zach’s music is a powerful thing. It brings a lot of good people together and sends them home happier than when they came. I love this music, I love the adventures it’s taken me on this summer, but I can’t tell you how happy I am to be back in the Northeast surrounded by my music family. I’m a music rat through and through – I need to see music. Then you make friends and need to see them. Then you meet their friends and need to travel to see them. Then they introduce you to new music and you need to see that. Then you meet more friends there - it’s a vicious cycle that anybody in music understands. If you think it’s about going to see a band, it’s not. It’s everything. It’s the drive to the show, it’s the song on the iPod that makes you flip out and rewind it 50 times, it’s the girl in the corner with the flower dress on spinning in circles, it’s the friends, it’s seeing the guy on the side drinking beers with a straight face let down his guard and RAGE with his friends that have been dancing for hours, it’s the glow stick wars, it’s the trouble you get in (or get out of), it’s the long drives through the night to get home, it’s staying up all night for continental breakfast at hotels, it’s stuffing dozens of friends into small apartments and sleeping in uncomfortable positions, it’s sleepless nights filled with jokes and pranks, it’s love, happiness and adventure. This summer gig with Zach is winding down, so I hope to see many of you on the road, be it at one of the residencies or maybe even the Portland, ME show at Empire Dine and Dance on August 21st.

10,000 Lakes Festival and onward

10,000 Lakes Festival is hands down the prettiest place on the planet to stage a festival. The lineup up this year, although lacking in comparison to previous years, was solid from top to bottom and having the opportunity to see Soo Pass Ranch and go rip on some of the bands playing was an absolute blessing. Zach and I were able to travel up through Wisconsin in no rush, pick up Jeremy and prepare for a short visit to 10KLF. This is the second time I've been there...I went in 2007 with my good friend Gayle and absolutely flipped out. Umphrey's, String Cheese, Ratdog, moe, Bisco, Particle were all there and it was a great opportunity to get rooted in some really good Midwest bands. This year's 10,000 Lakes Festival was headlined by Dave Matthews Band, two nights of Widespread Panic and Wilco. Umphrey's, Boombox, Pretty Lights, The Macpodz, Steez and ZD were also on the lineup, making it another SOLID year of music as what is one of the sickest festie grounds I have stumbled across.
We got into the festie around 4 PM, which left us plenty of time to take it all in before Zach's 10 PM set on the Saloon Stage. I toured around the stage, meeting some folks and preparing for later that evening. I immediately knew my plan of attack though...I was like a kid in a candy store, haha. I grabbed some waters and headed over to Lake Sallie to take in some tunes and relaxation. 10KLF is about 25,000 people so the grounds are spread out, but not massive in size by any means. Northwoods and Lake Sallie are the campgrounds closest to the concert bowl and have plenty of lakes to find yourself lost in. You don't even have to go into the concert bowl - just tie a raft to a tree and call it a day! One of my favorite signs all weekend was "10KLF 2009 - Don't Drown!" It's just a magical experience to be able to go rage a band, then walk five minutes to the lake or natural jacuzzi stream and just unwind. Lake Sallie has really evolved it's campground stage, which holds music by the lake throughout the festival. Wednesday was the day Zach would be performing, but was only a half day at the festival so no music even got started til 6 PM. I was able to swin, walk around some campgrounds, grab dinner, see Widespread and Nathan Miller Band and just enjoy the grounds for quite sometime before Zach hit the stage. The sad part, if there had to be one, was that Zach had to perform 16 hours away in Louisville, KY on Friday so we had to leave the festival early Thursday at the latest.
This trip was extra special for me cause I had been here once before. After 2007, I told myself I'd be back again. 10KLF takes band recommendations and I easily pumped out 25 e-mails following 2007 that said something like: Zach Deputy! Get Zach Deputy! You might not know who he is - just go see him, book him, and enjoy! In January, I talked to Zach's manager and learned that 10KLF called him inquiring about Zach. Knowing that 10KLF would be a stop on the summer tour was such a topping on the cake. Zach is doing well in the Midwest, but being on the bill at probably the largest festival in the Midwest is huge! He was playing on the Saloon Stage, which is a large barn with seating around the back and and balcony up top. From the porch that surrounds that barn, folks could sit outside the venue and look over the festival down onto the main stage area.
Zach went on stage from 10 - 11:30 PM with a half hour for load in and breakdown. Zach has such a simple setup, festivals and venues love him, but that means we can only break down so quickly. We would have people in our face asking what they could help move or assist with. Wrapping cords is one of the most relaxing parts of the job for Jeremy and I. We sit on stage, breaking down the set, joking with one another and talking to fans. At festivals, it's get in get out. Everyone on the staff at 10KLF was so gracious and helpful though, we felt like kings when we got there.
Everything ran incredibly smooth and Zach had the fans groovin' early. The Into The Morning Into The Night > Volcano > Twisty Twisty > Eggs run got the fans moving in a big way and from then on out it was just fans flipping out for Chicken Pot Pie and Coconut. Zach's fun - he's either got ya dancing on some of the funkiest stuff you've ever heard, laughing at and confused by why Chicken Pot Pie is stuck in your head, or blown away by what exactly is happening directly in front of you during songs like Into The Morning Into The Night. Jeremy and I always enjoy talking to folks when they see his setup and scratch their head. Or when we meet people and know they have no idea what's in store for them. All the production folks on staff at the Saloon Stage came over and gave loads of compliments after the show. Loads.
I got incredibly sick during the festival for some reason, but decided to bore through it and get to see Pretty Lights for the first time. Pretty Lights is one of those bands that I know I'll love, but could never make it out to a show. I raged as hard as I could for as long as I could, but the show was lacking anyway. The energy just seemed to be missing for some reason, be it that it's Wednesday and the crowds were smaller or whatever the reason, it was just missing. Surrounded by glow sticks and barefoot dancers kept me content, but I was still pissed that I couldn't be diggin' in like I wanted to be. These festivals really are just the coolest thing going. The interactions you have with folks, the friendships you make, the bands you find, and the sights you take in will stay with you forever. People are so unique at festivals...you can be whoever you wanna be. Just taking in everything for what it is, meeting whoever you can and listening as much as you can is something I didn't do when I started going to festivals. Now, knowing exactly what I need to do to have the absolute time of my life for four days, makes it all wayyyy closer to my heart and something I need to do for as long as I can.
After Pretty Lights, Zach and Jeremy returned from the woods and we were ready to leave. It was 4 AM and we were making moves South for atleast a couple hours. We were 45 minutes from Fargo, ND and had to be in Louisville, KY by early Friday afternoon. We made it a couple hours before crashing around 6 AM. We stayed at a hotel with an indoor pool/arcade that was surrounded by balconies so I chilled in the hot tub to see if I could feel any better before our long drive to Kentucky. The next day was the day we had been dreading all summer. We started driving at 3 PM to pick up the box truck in Marion, IL before heading up to Louisville to open for The Wailers at Brown Forman Amphitheater along the river overlooking the city. Driving straight through the night, stopping only to practice disc golf or eat, we made it to Louisville around 4 PM Friday and were able to lay around Waterfront Park before load in. The show setting was nice, and the promoter/company putting on the event are some buddies of ours in the Kentucky market. Working alongside friends is always a treat! Seeing Zach play at an outdoor amphitheater got me all excited and being able to open for The Wailers was a great opportunity. This was one of two opening slots Zach has all summer. After Zach's set, we stuck around for The Wailers before heading back to the hotel for a night of Wii. We have the next two days off and only have to get up to Chicago, so the plan is Wii, disc golf, disc golf, and disc golf. We're definitely gonna be enjoying these two days off as the Sunshine CD Release Party at Schuba's in Chicago on July 28th starts a stretch of 32 gigs in 34 days taking us to the end of August. Hope to see y'all on the road at some point!

Midwest swing

What a crazy couple of weeks it's been since we got back from the Virgin Islands. After a couple days off, we packed up the box truck and played a few southern gigs before starting the Midwest swing that will take us up to The Blind Pig in Ann Arbor, 10,000 Lakes Festival in Minnesota, and Schuba's in Chicago for Zach's CD release party on July 28th.
The Midwest swing came to a hault quickly as the box truck broke down in Marion, IL as we were on our way to a gig in St. Louis. With absolutely no rental cars within a 50 mile radius, we had to shack up for the night and prepare for a long drive up to Michigan the next day. Our day started early, leaving the hotel at 6 AM in preparation for a 10 hour hike up to The Blind Pig in Ann Arbor. The Blind Pig is a great room, favorites of many great bands, and was a gig I've been looking forward to for quite some time. We loaded in and soundcheck rather quickly which left us an hour or so to be able to enjoy the art festival that was in town. The main streets were blocked off and lined with arts and crafts vendors, food and music. It's rare that we get to spend a lot of time in these cities we visit, but lucky for us we had a good chunk of time to take in some of the works that were on display.The Blind Pig show was also the first show Zach had played with a written setlist. Zach usually just gets up on stage and jams out, playing whatever comes to mind, but on the drive up we thought we would write one out for the night. Having a written setlist allows Zach to put on a completely different show. The show was a lot of fun, from sleeping on chairs in the green room to raging with some friendly Midwesterners in the back of the venue. We all look forward to coming back!
Being on tour is a treat in every sense of the word, but the amount of music I'm able to see is far less than if I was festie hoping like I did last summer. Knowing that we had 3 days off before 10,000 Lakes Festival, I crossed my fingers in hopes that we would be able to go see Umphrey's McGee open for Dave Matthews Band at Alpine Valley in Wisconsin. That might not mean much to anyone else, but it meant the world to me. I'm a music nerd, I like venues just as much, if not more, than the music. The first band I really started to follow was Dave Matthews Band back in 2002. I went everywhere, catching around 50 shows in 6 years and seeing some of the most amazing sights in the music world. In terms of outdoor amphitheaters, there is the big three: Red Rocks in Colorado, The Gorge in Washington and Alpine Valley in Wisconsin. I went to The Gorge in 2004 and Red Rocks in 2005, but was unable to make it out to Alpine until now. Seeing my current favorite band, Umphrey's, open for my old favorite band at one of the most breathtaking venues in the world was amazing to say the least. The place is MASSIVE! 50,000 people can stuff into Alpine, that's double the size of large outdoor amphitheaters that DMB usually plays. It's just absolutely mind-blowing to see that many people on the hill being lit up by the stage lights.
Just to recap on the show, it was great. Seeing Umphrey's was fun, but the energy was lacking as they were playing to a crowd that really didn't care. Dave Matthews Band is a talented band, but has one of the worst fanbases there is...rowdy, youngsters that just wanna get drunk. And yes I can say that, I followed DMB for years and know every single detail surrounding the DMB world. And now being in the jamband scene, I really do appreciate the people that I'm surrounded by...they're all very knowledgeable and are there for the music (and obviously a little bit of the party, I mean come on...) All that being said, DMB was on fire. When I left my last DMB show almost 3 years ago, I knew that was it. It was a business and all too similar. I couldn't look at the stage before songs cause if I saw Dave's fingerings on the guitar I could tell what song was coming next. I didn't get excited like I used to. I didn't lose my appetite and get sick before every show. It might sound weird, but that's what happened. The night before a show, I couldn't sleep; driving to the shows I would get sick with excitement and actually have to pull over. I didn't have that feeling anymore...but I did at Alpine. Dancing around smiling ear to ear, counting my blessing that this really is happening. I had that shit eatin' grin on my face, knowing that I'm doing what I love and enjoying the company of those around me. The songs off the new album were MONSTERS and I got to see some rarities like You Never Know, Pig, Proudest Monkey and Halloween. Throw in a round of disc golf with Zach and a visit to Madison, and these were some of the best days off I've had on tour this summer! Now we're on our way up to Minnesota to pick up Jeremy and head up to 10,000 Lakes Festival in beautiful Detroit Lakes. If you've never been to this festival, I highly suggest you make the trip. I will be blogging about it in a couple days, so check back to hear about everything that happened.