Crafstravaganza!

We just played the Craftstravaganza at the Fine Arts Center in the State Fair grounds. Actually had quite a blast there. It was the first time we had played together in an "all-accoustic" medium, so it was a little bit new for us. We also played our first public cover song, so that was very fun, too.

Thank you flolks for listening and for the cool feedback. I think we also may have snagged somebody to do some posters for us so I think that will help with promoting our shows. He's a local guy and we like to support the local arts!

We also are looking at doing a professional shot session for the band since so many booking agents require photos, so look for those sometime in the next few months on the website.

That's it, I'm off for a family gathering!

-TK

Triple Rock

Thanks to you folks who checked out our last show at the Triple Rock. It was a very last minute show and we ended up going on at 1am, which, uh...is late, but I very much appreciate your attendance. Josh, I forgot to dedicate a song to you, so the entire concert was dedicated to you--and Dean who drove all the way from St. Cloud.

Thanks to the Gravities who hooked us up with that show, and thanks to House Luna for providing some very cool tunes. I hope to have some more partnerships in the future.

-TK

P.S. I'm getting married.

Kurt Vonnegut; 1922-2007

During the course of the life of a human being, there is a short list of artists who forever alter your perception of the world, and change the very definition of what it is to live, breath, and be human. Often strange, enigmatic figures, they inspire many to try and understand their own view of the world, and express that view through whichever medium they feel most comfortable.

Yesterday, one of the few artists on my list passed away.

I remember when I was in high school, and my literature teacher Rob Gardner recommended Slaughter House Five to me, after I had just finished and thoroughly enjoyed Joseph Conrad’s Heart of Darkness.

The book blew me away as no piece of literature ever had. It made me laugh, it made me cry, and most importantly, it made me think. It truly is a masterpiece. If you have not read it, I urge you to do so immediately. I cannot overstate how much this book effected my life. Much of who I am as an artist today, I owe to this man.

Kurt Vonnegut, thank you for sharing your strange and warped perspective with me, and for helping me feel slightly less alone. You will be missed.