Playing with Smile Smile tonight in Dallas. 9 pm. Can’t stop now kittens. I’ve got sings to song and a drive to van and eat to food. La Grange
Friday night. Last night I guess. I played a house concert at The Adams. You know- Mike and Faye! Fun time. They had a lot of people shoved into their backyard. I played Sewing Machine and there was actually a guy there named Ben who had his arm cut off just like in my song except he had his sewn back on. He was so cool and had a great voice. Here’s a pic of us showing our hands. Made my night.
The tour continues. Phoenix Sunday night at The Rhythm.
Friday, Nov 26, the day after Thanksgiving just got better. I just added Tim Flannery to the shows at Anthology in San Diego. Fresh off the heels of his World Series championship he’s back playing music.
There will be 2 shows that night. An early show and a late one. Come have dinner and drinks and a cool night of stories and songs.
Tim’s been a friend for years and I watched him play second base for The Padres and then coach 3rd base for The Pads and now the World Series champion Giants.
This is going to be FUN!
This is cool because I read The Lefsetz Letter everyday. It’s sort of my music bible and first email I read each morning. He has thousands and thousands of subscribers and so when he posted my email I freaked. It means a lot to me. I’m a geek.
From: Bob Lefsetz
Subject: E-Mail Of The Day
Date: September 19, 2010 6:45:56 PM PDT
To: steve poltz
From: Steve Poltz
Wow! You sure get a lot of action at your blog. Nice work creating a community.
I love playing at The Blue Door in Okc. One of my favorite rooms anywhere on the planet. I either go out for Oklahoma BBQ or Vietnamese Pho with Greg Johnson. We talk baseball and politics and music. He loves his Orioles. I look forward to my next gig there.
I’m pretty lucky. I’ve got friends all over the world who own music venues. I work 200 plus dates a year. It only comes from repetitive touring and giving 100% each night even if you’re sick with the flu or have a broken hand. Meeting the people after every show and playing heaps of house concerts. It’s not glamorous but it works. I travel with only one guy -Chris Modl, who records every show and we sell that show 15 minutes after the gig ends on CDs or 2 gig thumb drives.
I love my job. I’m like a traveling salesman. If I play a good show then people usually buy my wares. T-shirts etc. If I suck then I have no one to blame but me. I have no mgmt and only my own label 98 pounder records. I LOVE my booking agent Roggie out of Austin at Rajiworld. She has a great understanding of what I do. I have different agents I love in Australia and my homeland of Canada as well.
People who come to my shows aren’t coming because I co wrote a hit song with Jewel. They’re coming because there’s a trust factor involved. That’s why your letter speaks to me. It’s a great time to be a musician. There’s a revolution happening!
And you know it Mr Jones!
Peace be with you… And also with you.
Sent from my iPhone that forces me to use crappy AT&T as its service provider.
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Just a quick note from Istanbul
I just actually read The Chart attack interview about the best song ever left out an important fact of the story! The coolest part about the story is that Erick Rudiak a great singer songwriter suggested I write the song from the point of view of the guy who gets shot by Johnny Cash. So it was a perfect combination of events, the Danny Ferrington part of the story is amazing but without Erick’s suggestion the song wouldn’t exist.
He also wrote one, however his doesn’t involve transvestites etc…
I thought I mentioned this in the interview along with stuff about Yosemite but perhaps I’m mistaken and old age is setting in. I can’t remember half the shit I say.
So I just wanted to give Erick some inspirational credit here as well as Danny Ferrington.
Check out Erick’s music dammit!
Thanks to Chart Attack
post Turkish bath chill zone
The tea here is strong. Cool dogs lazily roam the streets. The outdoor fish market has hungry cats for friends. Turkish people are proud of their country. The whole economy seems to run on tea. Tea shops deliver little glasses of tea to shop owners down the block served in real glass! People have conversations with one another. There’s a real sense of community and a strong family bond. If you make an effort to speak a few words in Turkish, it goes a long way. You can go from buying a robe in a shop to being invited back into the house for a cup of tea with the whole family standing around you staring at you and smiling. I gave one shop owner a copy of my CD Dreamhouse and she immediately put it on and smiled a smile so big I had one those moments where time stood still. The world is a funny, strange and beautiful place. I’m a happy traveler.
P.S. I made best song ever on Chart Attack!