Boston. Here. We Come.

See ya out there...

"The real reason I don't have to tune or break strings is because of the pact I made with the Devil. That's just one of the clauses in the pact with the Devil... Actually, contract negotiations for artists have improved since Robert Johnson. You gotta have a good lawyer when you're dealing with the Devil. My contract is way better than Robert Johnson's."

~ Trey Anastasio

Phishy Bomb Tracks

Gotta Jiboo
2001
Fluffhead
Piper
Meatstick
Silent In the Morning
The Wedge
Down With Disease

Great Lefsetz Review

Of the Allman & Doobie Brothers show at the Greek Theatre in LA a few nights ago.

"Last night, while fewer Americans than you would think were watching has-beens trying to cling to fading fame on television, tying themselves to two-dimensional singers looking for the standard rich and famous contract, a band of seven players was doing the same thing they’ve been doing for forty years, through thick and thin…playing music, exploring inner and outer consciousness, blowing the roof off the joint."

Enjoy!

Memorial Day 09' | A Look Back

First and foremost, this post is dedicated to all of our troops both past and present. SDSG salutes you! To celebrate our men & women in uniform, we found out ourselves in CT for the weekend...& what a weekend it was. Early Saturday we spent time on our friends boat straight chillin. The conditions on the water were too windy to go out, so we never left the the harbor - but that was fiiine by us. Post boat session was spent driving around looking for all-stars to hang out with, but with all of em' now apparently obsessed with the game of golf, this proved to be more a difficult task than expected (three days in a row guys!??) As night fell, we were lucky to meet up with a bevy of lovely ladies who helped turn things right around. A 'Girl Talk' jam session ensued & was followed up by a trip to the local bar > a late late night dance party at DD's casa.

Waking up Sunday afternoon, the sun was out in full force & the temp was topping 85 degrees. Thats niice. After hanging out with juan batista, Nash and I ended up driving through the backroads of Wilton / Redding headed up towards a friends party in Newtown. The drive was an awesome one & made me realize how truly special country livin' is. It was also funny, cause if not for my trusty iphone's GPS, we may not have ever made it up there at all (crazy crazy roads). At the fiesta, we were greeted with some good ol' BBQ, jungle juice, drinking games, bomb tracks and a rain storm of epic proportions (goods thing it only lasted 20 min) Heading out of the party proved more difficult than expected - and this guy felt the wrath of the crazy ladies in our car as a result. No bother. We finally made it out & ended up partyin it up into the wee hours (although me sipping tequila from the bottle probably was not the best idea) Monday was all about the pool. After a multi hour pool-sesh-one, we boarded a train back into NYC. If only every weekend could be this good.

Newman

"It ain’t what they call you, it’s what you answer to."

-W.C. Fields

Two For Tuesday

Wise Up - Aimee Mann
Save Me - Aimee Mann

Hilarious!

Thursday Bomb Tracks

Two Step - Dave Mathews + Tim Reynolds
Know Your Enemy - Green Day

Miranda