| Feb 23 |
Folk Alliance
National Conference
Memphis, TN
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| Feb 24 |
Waucoma Club
Hood River, OR
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| Feb 25 |
Redhare Presents
at Artichoke Music
Portland, OR
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| March 3 |
The Mint
Los Angeles, CA
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| March 27 |
Rod Laver Arena*
Melbourne, Australia
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| March 29 |
Entertainment Centre*
Adelaide, Australia
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| April 1 |
West Coast Blues*
& Roots Festival
Freemantle, Australia
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| April 3 |
Entertainment Centre*
Sydney, Australia
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| April 5 |
Entertainment Centre*
Brisbane, Australia
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| April 7 |
Bluesfest*
Byron Bay, Australia
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* Shows with John Fogerty
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December 1999
Horrorscope
Ladies & Germs:
Ah, birthdays. So exciting when you’re young, so dreadful when you’re uh...not so young. As my 34th year on this giant blue orb approaches, I take the time to sit back, light a cigar, and ponder the trials and tribulations, the tears and the laughter, and the ups and downs of the previous year. And as I often do at times such as these, I ask myself: What the hell was I thinking??!!?
Since I turned thirty, I have been having a big annual birthday/concert event to take my mind off the passing years. Unfortunately, all these shows have really done is remind me that I'm not getting any younger. But, hey – it’s too late to stop now! So this year, we will be celebrating the day of my birth at Jack's Sugar Shack, in lovely, historic Hollywood, California (yes, that was irony – I’m not senile yet).
I was born on December 2, which makes me a Sagittarius. I’m not a big follower of astrology, but I have read the Sag profile and I gotta admit, it does describe me with amazing accuracy:
Sagittarius:
You are an insensitive, self-centered pain in the ass with a flair for pissing off those closest to you, especially your poor mother. The opposite sex finds you attractive for about three days and then is overcome with a sudden desire to kill you. Slowly. You get along best with Taurus, except no Taurus in their right mind would ever come near you. You excel at shameless self-promotion, pointless overindulgence, and forgetting to pay your phone-bill. People mostly find you insufferable, but you play the piano pretty good, so they are willing to put up with your crap (somewhat). You will probably die alone and penniless, but at least you will have had a really good time.
That said, I sincerely hope you all will join me for my final birthday party of the millennium – it just wouldn't be the same without you!
Also in December, I'll be opening for Texas legend Robert Earl Keen at the Catalyst in Santa Cruz, CA. And since the Christmas season is upon us, I’d like to close with a few lines from Mr. Keen’s Kristmas Klassic: “Happy Holidays, Y’all.”
“Carve the turkey, turn the ball game on
Make Bloody Marys cuz we all want one
Send somebody to the Stop ‘N Go
We need some celery & a can of fake snow
A bag of lemons & some Diet Sprite
A bag of tampons and some Salem Lites
Hallelujah, everybody say CHEESE
Merry Christmas from the fam-o-lee…”
Love, Bob
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