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April is the cruelest month

Funny how I’d almost forgotten what it’s like, that buoyant highline ride across a string of performances that just won’t let you stop til it’s all done. But after two days of wake-up, travel, play til numb, stare at alien bedroom ceiling, get up too soon after a dawn ice storm, absorb coffee and carbs, play too many hours too long but not stop even after the last video is shot, prattle on over burgers before bed, and then performing for a third day at the Martin Museum despite swollen fingers and the unexpected construction of a special presentation site for a private, deep-pocketed tour heard just off-camera, and ending up in a hotel room rented to construct our own makeshift video studio because some new Martins suddenly became available at the Distribution Center, just as I was on my way to that stage coach home, I still ended up spending Friday night back in Brooklyn, vibrating in front of my best friends while gratefully absorbing their 21-year-old Balblair and Insanely-year-old Caol Ila, and then staring at my own bedroom ceiling only to not be able sleep past 7 on Saturday, what with my girlfriend sick as a dog in Florida when I can’t take care of her, and so much back log of writing to do after the soul-crushing fatigue of my own 30-day bout of the flu has finally dissipated just in time for this past week’s trip. And here I am on Saturday night, now after midnight, after a good sushi dinner with “super dry” hot sake, after borrowing a pre-CBS seafoam green Stratocaster, after one too many glasses of the Great Malt Which Wounds from the Isle of Skye, after Season 1 episode 2 of Grantchester, here I sit, with roommates and cat having given up long before. And 11 hours from now I head out, Strat in hand, to the plush Battalion Studios in Gowanus for a large amplifier reunion jam with my 1990s rock band, the Cheese Beads. (And me with no ear plugs!) I have a sneaking suspicion that sometime Monday morning I will fall off the proverbial cliff… Until the next tour gets underway. But at least that one will require of my fingers little beyond giving massages to some very special toes situated near, if not always on, a beach in Florida, and lapping up some sun and sea. I’ve never been that far south before. I hear it’s nice there.  

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Day 3 – 2019 Martins for NAMM

Day 3 – OM-28 Modern Deluxe With a special vintage neck and ultra modern construction features of the new Modern Deluxe Series    

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Spoon’s Martinfest Schedule

Spoon’s Martinfest Schedule: Thursday and Friday: C. F. Martin & Company, Nazareth, PA, catching up with old friends and playing new guitars. Saturday: Martin on Main Street Fair, center of town at the top of Main St. 2:45 Spoon will be appearing with the Paul Ukena Trio on the main stage. 5:00 Spoon will be preforming solo on the main stage Sunday: Nazareth Boro Park, rain or shine. Hope to see you there!

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Happy 2017!

Like so many, I am so glad to see 2016 go. Here’s to a much better 2017. I am looking forward to performing, recording, reviewing, with some excellent guitars in the coming year. I spent New Years Eve talking out all of my guitars, because I know they can get bored, and spent some time with each, before putting them to bed with refreshed humidifiers. Happy New Year