I Love the Mutts

Hellloooo internet land!

It's been a while! We've been busy playing shows and festivals and interviews, mixing our record, having bonfires, listening to Radiohead, packing and moving boxes and shelves, walking dogs, painting.. things like that.

This weekend Dan was out of town which meant I had a Friday and Saturday night to myself with no Dead Horses! (Although Pete and I did play a pretty fun wedding yesterday.)

What do normal people do on weekend nights?

Seriously?

Friday night I was pleased to find a show with two of my favorite local bands at Mill Creek in Appleton... the Mutts and the Traveling Suitcase.

Check out the Mutts- HERE

Check out the Traveling Suitcase- HERE


The Mutts are a three piece from Chicago. Keys, drums, and bass. I first saw them over a year ago in Oshkosh. It was a small crowd that night.. yet the show was one of my most fun live show experiences. It felt tribal, it felt raw and real, honest- by the end of the night everyone was dancing all around the room. Friday night in Appleton was really incredible as well. The Mutts have a hell of a lot of heart- a sense of brother-ness radiated from the stage. Good song writing- good energy.They have a tight sound that gets me going, reminds me of things that I love so much about music.

Things like...

1.) You can always learn more
2.) Music is the teacher
3.) Music is anything you want it to be.
4.) Music is vibrations and energy
5.) Music connects all things
6.) You can play a song 23048209384092384093284 times and every time it is different
7.) Music is art
8.) Above all, the most important thing is HEART

"Heaven is under our feet..."

"Heaven is under our feet as well as over our heads."
-Henry David Thoreau


A question of perspective?
Or perception?

To be grounded.
To play shows barefoot (because it's barefoot season again!)

Somethings we have been up to...

Delfest- incredible trip... traveling out there and playing shoes with Horseshoes & Handgrenades. Chicago, Toledo and Pittsburgh. The sweet Appalachians. The Potomac River. Del McCoury himself! Late night picking and sleeping outside. I could literally feel my perspective on playing music and going to shows and festivals and personality and music in general shifting and stretching. That's growth! And a looong drive home.

La Crosse and Minneapolis last weekend- the Mississippi! She sings sweetly. And the Minneapolis Sculpture Garden, quality beer at Harriet Brewing Company, and driving home through the night- watching the sun rise and the incredible storms in the open sky through a car window.

And this weekend we had two shows close to home. Sweet to see so many familiar faces, sweet to play outside on a patio in the summer sun to summered faces feeling the vibe with us. Sweet to celebrate Wisconsin together! Sweet to remember that the musical community we are so active in extends to our homeland even though I sometimes forget it. Sweet to strive to reach new levels at every show between the four of us and of course those open to experiencing that with us. Sweet to see our friends at the Roadhouse, some of whom have supported us for years. Sweet to play them some new songs. Sweet to wake up to another sun shiny day today.

And sweet to be looking ahead to another string of festivals next weekend. Thursday I play with Rucksack Revolution in Rhinelander for the Summer Roots Concert Series, Friday in Door County at Steelbridge Song Fest with Dead Horses, Saturday in Manawa at the Little Creek Music Festival with Dead Horses, and then Sunday at Little Creek again with Rucksack Revolution. Bound to be a fun weekend!

Until next time... here's a picture of the famous giant spoon and cherry at the Minneapolis Sculpture Garden.