The Color Pharmacy

Detour EP

Ride Pt. 1
Come take a ride with me
Come take a ride with me
Look deep inside of me
Come on get high with me

Come take a ride with me (on our gray ship)
Come take a ride with me (the electronic)
Look deep inside of me (isometric)
Come on get high with me (isometric isometric)

Start Over
I dreamt that we won in the landslide of landslides
Built on a fault line and last night was high time for the quake
If this is the spot I guess I just thought
There’d be something more to lift us up
But the space in my shoes is occupied

I fell in love here under blankets over eggshells
Trading a name for some fate more convenient

If this is the spot I guess I just thought
There’d be something more than what I got
But the space in my head is occupied
Is occupied
Is occupied
I’m falling to god and the worst part of all is
I don’t care what I’m falling on

I dreamt that we won
It was a nightmare
A nightmare but then I awoke
The morning sun pours over us a light to start over
The ties of our lives are coming undone
In the light to start over
The light to start over

The Last Hundred Years War
I have spent my life just watching lilacs growing
And I have found in time there’s little use in the knowing

Of what turn we took when we went wrong
Or how I’d write you a better song
If the last hundred years war wasn’t going on

Dry your sad eyes and try to look on the bright side
The times when we cry are times when we’re most alive

But it ain’t easy to say goodbye
And I’m not asking you to try
But the last hundred years war is flying by

I have tried but I can’t lie I still don’t know what turns you on
So come inside the firelight I’ll put on your new favorite red record

I tried to remember what I lost
I found out but I forgot
That the last hundred years war
The last hundred years war
The last hundred years war is being fought

Killer In The Trees
A killer in the trees waiting for the season to change
Crawling through the leaves
And polishing his claws with his teeth
And every sour word that you have heard he stirs

A lover off the leash lapping up his last lover’s lead
He’s hoping that the seeds won’t bury the scent of the scene
And every once and a while he looks around, but not now
And the killer’s crawling like a criminal on the ground

And the lover says I don’t want to fight you
I just want to lie here
This ain’t the first time I’ve seen you by here
I don’t want your money I just want the miles
Throw the first born on the fire

Now the killer’s looking green he’s never met a lover so lean
Or maybe it’s the heat clouding up his killer instinct
But something about the lover don’t seem right in his eyes
The lover’s love could save a thousand more
Than are killed in the killer’s war

And the killer screams I don’t want to fight you
I just want to lie here
This ain’t the first time I’ve happened by here
I don’t want your money I just want the miles
Throw the first born on the fire
Throw the first born on the fire

I don’t want your family I just want the files
Throw the first born on the fire
Save the smooth talk this ain’t the Bible
Throw the first born on the fire
Throw the first born on the fire
Throw the first born on the fire

Under The Radar
I don’t know what got into me, oh lord
I got lost in my own shoes under the radar
And I don’t know what got into you, oh lord
You acted like you’d seen a ghost in me so hollow

And I just wanted to say I’m sorry

I don’t know what got into me, oh lord
If you think I lost my cool I think my cool’s worth losing
I don’t know what got into me, oh lord
I make dives inside my mind I’ve no way of explaining

And I just wanted to say I’m sorry
I am calling to say I’m sorry

I am calling to say I’m sorry
I am calling to say I’m sorry

I don’t know what got into me, oh lord

Seafoam Shark
Twitching muscles and forking tongues
Could spit out summertime from winter lungs
I got your number from a call-in show
With empty ovals where the numbers go

Aging eyelids over focused eyes
Can make you believe what you’ll know are lies
I got your full name from the message you sent
With empty ovals where the vowels went in

Oh the seafoam shark
The seafoam shark
The seafoam shark
In the seafoam shark
When the jeep won’t start
Take the seafoam shark
The seafoam shark to the seafoam

Jake Dilley – Vocals; Guitars; Banjo; Piano; Bass and Rhodes on “Seafoam Shark”; Tambourine on “Ride Pt. 1” and “Under The Radar”
Karin Haase – Vocals on “Ride Pt. 1” and “Under The Radar”; Violin on “The Last Hundred Years War”; Mandolin on “Under The Radar”
Matt O’Brien – Basses; Lap Steel Guitar on “Under The Radar”
Dane Tarmann – Rhodes on “Ride Pt. 1” and “Under The Radar”; Vocals on “The Last Hundred Years War”
Jake Quam – Drums/Percussion; Vocals

Produced by Matt O’Brien
Engineered by Brian Ohm
Mixed by Andrew Thompson, Matt O’Brien and Jake Dilley
Mastered by Andrew Thompson
Recorded at Belleville Studios - Minneapolis
All music and lyrics by Jake Dilley, except “Ride Pt. 1” – lyrics by Dilley, music by Dilley/Haase/O’Brien/Tarmann/Quam
Copyright 2009 Covalent Records. All rights reserved. Publishing - 2009 Covalent Music Publishing (ASCAP) and Jake Dilley, LLC

Hey,

It’s been awhile since we last updated the blog and a lot has happen. So here we go…

After our amazing SXSW 2009 tour ended in March, we got back to Minneapolis and played some great shows at the Turf Club and the Hexagon with our friends, The Future Antiques. Their record will be coming out soon and we can’t wait to start playing with them again.
We also got to play at Bella Madre in May of last year which was a wild experience. We got booked to play the Silent Disco party which meant we played all electronic and everyone is the audience had headphones on. It was an experience I don’t think any one in the band will ever forget. Watching people dance in the audience and it be completely silent. Wild!

In July we went back into the studio and recorded our new EP, DETOUR. Detour is a deviation from the bands mind-bending psychedelia and is a hard-hitting indie-rock anthem. The dynamics throughout the album offer a journey, another route, for the listener to experience The Color Pharmacy! I am so excited to start bringing the new record to our fans around the Midwest.

Detour is now available on iTunes and will be coming to a radio station near you soon!

The CD Release party for the record took place on Dec 4th and was one of the best shows we have ever played. Not only did we get to play with some amazing bands, (The Farewell Circuit, The Person and The People) but we got to spend the night with friends and family on night that meant so much to us. It was a great show and something the band will never forgot. Thanks again to Ryan DeCook for playing with us.

Check out some pics from the show. There is a lot coming up in 2010 so stay tuned for more updates really soon!

Cheers,

Jake Dilley and The Color Pharmacy.

Hi there friends! Jake of the Dilley variety writing for the first time this tour. We have certainly had a lot of adventures to date…without repeating the other posts, here are a few highlights from my perspective:
-Clark’s farm was incredible. It was our pre-tour unplanned retreat and it did wonders for our interaction with one another.
-Chicago was so kind to us, and I’m especially appreciative to Jay, Monica, Lisa, Steve, Russell, Aren, Adam, Shannon, Prescott, Nick, Mike T, Mike M, and the Norwegian Barbarian Twins! Your support and kindness were great fuel for the start of our tour.
-Elgin was indeed the first time we really clicked on stage as a band. We were working off of one another in a way that felt almost telepathic. Brian says that’s where we learned “this town wasn’t big enough for a bus our size”.
-Indianapolis was a lot of fun, educational, and belligerent Brian’s take: “Free beer + free pizza = WWP”
-Down one left trailer blinker and two armrests, we rolled hard into St. Louis. Seeing Evan and Maria was a real highlight for me, and our opener, Nate, was a real life cowboy. Pop’s house reminded me of Gran Torino, although I’m pretty sure Clint Eastwood’s house didn’t have bowling trophies on every fencepost. Hackey sack and frisbee under the arch gave way to my chuck norris-ing of Quam and pancaking of Matt. Nature verses nurture, Sack, nature…Always wins.

Which brings us to Nashville. We got into town very late, planning on parking in our hotel’s parking lot, only to discover it was full and the RV didn’t fit. So, after another half hour of routing, then re-routing to another Wal-Mart (our Mother) we crashed for the night with a Big Lebowski showing and a bowling pin.

We hooked up with my old friend and bass player Chris Ratay around noon, who welcomed us into his house (which was directly behind the full hotel parking lot from the previous night). It’s a good thing he and his band buddies live in a mansion with 5 showers to accomadate a full band shower, shave, and general RV cleaning.

We headed to downtown Nashville to have some lunch at Rippy’s BBQ and buy some country-soaked trinkets. Karin helped a guy find a band aid after he fell off his bike and he gave us directions back to Chris’s house (who had left to go to work).

Back at the castle, Beau, Adam, Charlie, and Chris were having a bonfire and doing Azeem “the great one” black magic pyrotechnics with sawdust. We all took turns playing songs and singing, while catching up on what everyone has been up to since we last saw each other.

Quam, Matt, and Karin found couches, Dylan and Brian took beds, and Dane, Jimmy and I slept on the RV. Jimmy and I shared the “queen” sized bed. He snores.

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We left for Chattanooga with the wind back in our sails after two consecutive days of showering, and arrived at J J’s Bohemia with plenty of time to spare. We took our time making food, loading in gear, and chatting up the locals over pints before playing a barn-burner of a rock show as the first and only full band of the night. We all thoroughly enjoyed the other bands, Riff Raff and Dark Dark Dark. DDD, by the way, was down from 6 members to 3 due to sickness, so I felt like it should’ve been called “Dark Da..” that night since it was only half of them. They were unamused, but kind. We closed down the bar with John the owner, Eddie the bartender, and the regulars singing suggestive songs about an elusive local character named “Gilbert”. I misheard it as “Q-Bert” which spawned a new twist and series of improvised singalongs. Dylan, Brian and I took a cab with Eddie back to his place to catch some shut eye, but we had to be out of our parking lot at 6 AM so we just ended up powering through with halarity and second rate magic. Eddie took good care of us and sent us on our way with a homemade candle and a “Blackstone: The Magician” Magic Box. Everyone has been so generous towards us! I moved the RV out of the lot at 6 am to a nearby walmart.

When we came to this morning, Jimmy led us on an expedition up the hill to Signal Mountain for the most breathtaking view I’ve seen on this trip. Thanks to Nils’ directions, we arrived at the perfect secluded spot overlooking 5 states. We decided to play some songs and shoot some video, and a few local morning walkers waved approvingly.

That pretty much brings us up to speed for now, I’m sure there has been plenty I have forgotten or intentionally left out to protect the guilty, but this should give you all the gist. This trip has already been an eye opening experience and a dream come true for me, and we’re not even halfway! I can’t wait for the next adventure and problem solving opportunity.

Cheers from the road and thanks for reading,

Jake D

I’m pretty sure we woke up in Wal-Mart again today. Not really sure where we are half the time. Last night in Indianapolis was a crazy night for Jake and Jake. The free beer was amazing and the Jakes took full advantage of it. I woke up this morning to find out that Dilley did not have the best night and had to use the RV bathroom, if you know what I mean. It’s all-good though, somebody had to be the first. On my way into Wal-Mart to pick up some more crap we don’t need, who do I see but Quam passed out on the pavement. He hit it hard the night before and it came back to haunt him the next morning for sure. It was pretty funny.
After bumming around Wal-Mart for a couple hours we headed towards St. Louis and Pops Blue Moon Saloon. Driving into the city was beautiful. We drove right by the famous arches that extend has high has you can see and look so stunning in the sunlight. Everyone on the bus wanted to stop and do some tourist stuff but there was no time for that, we had to get to the venue.
Pulling up to the venue, we once again had no idea what to expect, plus Quam was still passed out in the back. We walked into the bar to see no stage, just a floor with one speaker hanging on the wall. I was pretty pissed to begin with because with no stage or sound, there is no way to pull off the Red Balloon. So we sat down, drank a few Blue Moons and decided that we should try our acoustic set, which we have never done before. We got all the acoustics out of the bus and figured we would just wing it, which turned out pretty good actually. We sat around the bar and waiting for the other bands to show up for awhile and then found out that the headliner cancelled and the other guy on the bill wanted to open for us. This meant we had two hours to fill, playing acoustically for the first time together…it worked out pretty well. Karin, Dane, Quam and Dilley are incredible musicians and I feel privileged every night to play with them.
We did about an hours worth of material full band and then decided to let Dilley take over by himself. Everyone in the bar loved it and Dilley performed every TV show theme song you could think of, plus his own rendition of the famous, Scottie too Naughty song. By the end of the night and a few more PBRs, the band closed out with a few more songs and then we called it a night.
The people at Pop’s were very friendly and helped us find our way to the nearest Wal-Mart once again to crash. It was a good night in St. Louis and we can’t wait to play there again someday.

-Matt

Walmart.

We spent the night in a Walmart parking lot last night. Can’t complain. It’s a 24/7 Walmart. If we need anything at all, it’s right within walking distance.

We have plenty of time do to nothing today. We’re an hour outside of Indianapolis and it’s only noon. So we set up shop by our RV in the Walmart parking lot. Spent a lot of time playing frisbee and hacky sack. Then we took a walk to the nearest Krispy Kreme Doughnuts and had a much needed band meeting. We were all on the same page already, for the most part, but this got us all back on track. What needs to get done today, and what can wait till tomorrow? That sort of stuff.

From there, we all hopped back in the rig and headed for the Mousetrap in Indianapolis. We have a show tonight. Not sure what to expect out of this show. Lucky for us, there are no egos in this band. We love what we’re doing. We don’t care where we play, or who we play in front of…we’re playing!

You all know the routine of pre-show preparation. The stage here is definitely small, but we were able to fit everything up there. Ty, our sound-man for the night definitely wasn’t prepared for us. He didn’t know how he was gonna get a good sound out of our huge stage show, so we helped him out any way we could.

Once the stage was set we went to the bar to grab a pre-show beer. That’s when we heard the three magical words every musician loves to hear…”Bands drink free.”

Uh oh.

We just took one before the show and headed for the backstage area for bands, which might very well have been a room where several scenes in the Saw movies were filmed. Definitely not a comfy place, but we managed. We’re still loving our lives.

So we all throw our lab-coats on and I head out to stage. We decided to start the show with our opener tonight, which is where I go on stage by myself and throw down a drum beat that brings the rest of the band out to stage. Then we go into Red Balloon.

One problem…when I go out to the stage and sit behind my drums, the light-guy is fiddling with all the lights, and he’s taking his sweet-ass time. Well, my stubborn attitude kicks in. “I’m not playing till this idiot moves.” I’m sitting on stage by myself for at least 15 minutes with my lab-coat on. The rest of the band is no doubt wondering what’s taking me so long. He finally stops whatever he was doing and I start my drum beat. The show is on. We played our intro, then went into Red Balloon, and then ended with Killing and Under the Radar. The set went ok…there was one technical glitch when the back-track skipped. Other than that, it was crowded on stage, but we all had fun. We always do!

Now that we’re done playing we all took advantage of the free beer and had a blast watching the Willie Waldman Project. We all got to see Mark(Down Lo, Willie Waldman, White Iron Band). It’s nice seeing a familiar face in an unfamiliar place. The Mousetrap was definitely that. I personally have never seen so many dreadlocks on so many people. Everyone was having a great time.

Karin called it an early night and went to bed in the RV. Dane was the first to succumb to all the free beer…he didn’t die, but he was probably close. The rest of us kept eating pizza in the back-room with Willie, who by the way is insane. Telling stories about his ex-wife while dropping acid and eating our pizza. We were not about to interrupt his ranting.

Once again, we said our goodbyes and all got back on the RV. Most of us were pretty “tired” at this point. We all found a spot to pass out…I mean…sleep. Goodnight everybody! Next stop, St. Louis!

Jake Quam

I think it’s safe to say I’ll be doing the majority of the blogging on this tour. Jake Quam here, and today marks the last time we’ll be waking up at the farmhouse. We did all the usual things. We showered, cleaned, gathered our things, and left a poster with all our signatures on it thanking Clark for being so hospitable.

Before we left the farm, we all had more fun on the land. Myself, Karin, and Jimmy decided climbing the silo would be a good idea. All of us took some more walks around the land, hung out with the pony, and just enjoyed the weather. It started getting warmer today!

Today is gonna be a good day. The Rv started without hesitation! We were making good time and after playing our first show on the road last night in Chicago, we all finally feel like we’re on tour and not on vacation. Now we have another show in Elgin, IL. We gave the city the nick-name “the city that never wakes” because the whole city was closed…except for Mad Maggies.

We pulled up in the early evening and several of us got out to sit in parking spots off the street so when the RV came back around the block we would have a spot reserved for our big rig. We got it parked about a half block down from the venue, and we started unloading the gear. As I said before, we have a good system in place, and we got everything in Mad Maggies in less than 10 minutes. We’re good.

We get to play first tonight, and we honestly like it that way. We’re a hard act to follow, and we know it. If we can steal the show before the show even gets started, then we’ve done what we’ve come to do. Plus we have more stuff to set up than 99% of the bands out there. Not only are we a 5 piece when we should be an 8 or 9 piece band, but we also have several screens and projectors to set up. A hefty task for any engineer, but DJ(the sound-man) handled it very well. It’s always nice to find people in the business who aren’t jaded by it. They genuinely love what they do. That’s hard to find…especially in sound engineers.

We nixed the lab-coats tonight. We were already different enough. Plus they’re not fun to play in. They look cool with the lighting and the rest of our live show, but the truth is, they’re quite stuffy. It’s hot enough on stage without putting layers on!

We did have one special guest tonight…Clark! Our wonderful host who owns the farmhouse that we called home the previous few days came to cheer us on. He had only heard us acoustically, so he was excited to see what our live show with a full band is like.

Finally we played out set, and we all knew it…we were in-sync as a band. We’ve only been together for two months, and in that time have only played three shows together. But we all feel the chemistry on stage. We feed off each other’s energy. We play off each other’s spontaneous jolts of creativity during a live show. We feel like a band, and the big question is…where have we all been all our lives?!

Show went perfectly! No technical problems, we stayed on time, and the people were very receptive of our set. We definitely felt good afterwards. Tearing down everything is no easy task either. It takes some time for us to get all our gear off stage, pack it up, and load it into the trailer. We got it all done about a half hour after the show and took the rest of the night to have some beer, play some pool, and of course meet and greet the people.

Matt and I walked around Elgin to find some trinkets, but everything is closed…it’s only 8pm. Hence “the city that never wakes”. Not only is nothing open, but there isn’t anybody anywhere, except for Mad Maggies of course. It’s like a ghost town!

The night is starting to wind down. So a little after I BEAT MATT IN POOL we watched the last of the bands play, had a couple more beers at the bar, said our goodbyes to Clark, DJ, the other bands, the people of Mad Maggies and all got back in the RV.

No real plan on where to sleep tonight. Our next stop is Indianapolis, IN. It’s now 3 in the morning, most of us are asleep. I wonder where we’ll wake up?

Till Tomorrow….

Jake Quam

What a good night’s sleep! We all slept in to our heart’s desire once again, and woke up to the smell of fresh eggs and toast for everyone. We’re definitely getting used to this farmhouse living fast! 

It’s chili outside again today, but we’re still enjoying everything this place has to offer. Whether that be horses, ponies, chickens, or peacocks…yes peacocks. Today once again was a lazy day for a while, until we realized that our RV was still dead. No generator, no battery…nothing. This is a problem considering we have to be in Chicago in a few hours. We couldn’t figure out what exactly killed it, all we know is for now we’re all stuck at the farmhouse. Which would be the best news in the world if we didn’t have 20 more shows to play all around the country!

After trying several things to get the RV rolling, we came to the conclusion that it had to be the battery. Lucky for us, Clark shared his lot with some good Samaritans who were nice enough to let us jump-start the RV with their car. Who knew a Honda Civic could start a huge RV?

Now that the RV is cleaned out and ready for take-off we all took a hand in cleaning any mess we made in the farmhouse, gathered our things and hit the road. Next stop…Chicago! 

We pulled up to the Bottom Lounge around 4:30pm and parked directly underneath the L-Train. We were early, so we all walked a couple blocks down the street to a park where we played on the swings for quite some time. Jim brought his camera and we took some fun videos and pictures of all of us playing.

After working up a sweat, we walked back to the Bottom Lounge and started unloading for our show. We have a good system down as far as loading and unloading goes. I (Jake Quam) am in the trailer taking out everything and organizing things as we go, and we have 5 dollies that the others use to bring in everything. With all of us working hard, it only takes about 2 trips. Pretty good considering there are 5 musicians playing enough instruments for an entire ensemble, and we have several video projectors and screens as well. After all, we are a multi-media experience.

Show Time!

The first band was called Barbarian Twins. They were from Norway. The music definitely had a classic-rock vibe to it which is something anyone can enjoy as far as I’m concerned. What made their show for me was their banter in between songs. You really couldn’t tell what they were saying with their thick Norwegian accents. The only words I could understand were when they cussed or when the yelled out “skoal”, which basically means “cheers” cause they would say it before raising their beers for a drink with the crowd.

We played second, and took the stage in our lab coats. Dilley rocked the velvet top hat as always, while the rest of us wore our shades and various accessories that make our look our own. Three videos were playing on stage with us, including a giant white balloon right over my drum set. We were all happy with how the show went. There was a good turnout, and besides a couple technical glitches that were out of our control, we played great and the people liked it. This is why we’re doing this. To bring our thoughts to life on stage and entertain, and we’re getting nothing but positive feedback so far!

Life is good.

After we played, of course a death-metal band played. Why not? I mean…it’s not like our show fits with most bands anyways, so why not play with a wide variety of genres? They were really good too…they sounded like old-school AFI. After them was the headlining band. I forget what they were called, but they definitely had a Teagan and Sarah vibe to them. They had a chick front-man and she played this huge drum that had a deer hide as it’s head. I was definitely digging the tunes.

Once all the bands were done playing, we all started the meet and greet portion of the night. Dilley had a lot of college friends show up to the show, so he spent some time catching up with them, while the rest of us walked around chatting with the venue owners and handed out balloons with our name and contact info on them. We all helped pack the trailer back up and went back inside the RV which was still parked underneath the L-Train, which still has trains wizzing past every 10 seconds.

Two of our friends from Norway came on the RV and hung out for quite some time. Once again…I personally couldn’t make out much of what they were saying, but they were a lot of fun and very grateful to meet some new people who would let them on their bus to hang. We’ve been meeting some interesting characters so far on this tour, and these guys definitely set the curve. Myself, Matt, Karin, and Dane went in the back room to watch the Royal Tenenboms, while Brian, Dylan, Jake, and Jim hung out with our Norwegian friends till 4:30 in the morning!

With no real plan for where we were going to sleep for the night, we decided to go back to the farmhouse that had been so good to us just one last time. We rolled in around 5:30am, grabbed our things and headed back inside to once again claim a couch or bed.

This is it. We can all feel it now. We’re on tour…and we’re not coming home for a month.

Life is good.

Jake Quam

Jake Quam here again. How we doing?

No scheduled shows for us today, but that’s ok. We’re still on tour and loving our lives. Although, today definitely could have started off a little smoother for our liking. We all woke up around 7:00am freezing to death in our RV because our love for music came back to bite us in the ass…we left the radio on too long and now our battery is dead. No power at all…not even in our generator. It’s barely 15 degrees outside and that equates to about the same temperature in our home away from home. Luckily we were once again blessed by the hospitality of a saint. His name is Clark, but I’ll talk more about him later.

We all gathered our bare-necessities and headed insides to finish sleeping. As I said, we have no show today so we can sleep in to our heart’s desire! This farmhouse is gorgeous! A warm feeling throughout. So some of us claimed our bed and/or couch and caught a couple more hours of sleep while others decided to start their day off early. I was awoken to the sound of laughs in the kitchen(We’re all having a lot of fun so far!), and the smell of scrambled eggs in the air. It’s a farmhouse…that means there are chickens…that means fresh eggs! They were amazing to say the least. 

As the day went on, we all found our own little things to do to pass the time. Whether that be Karin going on several jogs, Matt doing some booking for our shows in Austin, TX, or myself just chatting with people online. Jake Dilley came up with quite a brilliant idea though. Next to the farmhouse was something that can only be described as an old hut made during the civil war. Jake thought it would be a great idea to gather some of our acoustic instruments and have a jam session. Mr. Jim Morrison brought his video equipment and we made a video which will be released sooner or later for all of you to enjoy.

It wasn’t warm in that little hut. We were in there for almost 4 hours freezing our butts off, but we were having the time of our lives. It only reminded us all what we were all doing on this tour in the first place, and that was to play music.

Being outside, though we weren’t very active, wore all of us out. We all spent most of the rest of the day lounging around the fireplace telling stories to each other. We called our friends and family and of course…our significant others. We ate some chicken and fried rice soup, pizza, burritos, and yes enjoyed a beer or two. We ate somewhat fast though, because we were expecting company. Clark, the owner of the farmhouse was coming to say hi. So we cleaned up a bit, not too much though…we didn’t really make much of a mess. When clark got there, he had the biggest, warmest smile you’ve ever seen on a grown man. He was just as happy to see us as we were to see him!

We thought it would be a nice gesture to give him his own private acoustic concert in the den of his farmhouse. We played several of our own songs, and then a couple of hymns. Clark sang right along with us…very well in fact. The man can sing! Everyone in the room felt blessed just to be graced by each other’s presence. Definitely one of the highlights of the tour so far. 

After the private show, Clark had to go back to his townhouse in Chicago to be with his wife. We were bummed he had to leave so quickly, but flattered that he would take the time just to hang out with us for a while. Once Clark left, we once again grabbed all our bed-time-necessities and claimed a couch and/or bed and called it another full and memorable day. 

Hope you had a good one too!

Jake Quam

PS: I shared my pizza today…that’s a big deal for me.