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“When’s the last time we sucked that hard?” Jason asks. “Um,” I offer, “yesterday?” Jon chimes in, “Dude, I haven’t been to the point of playing whole notes in a long time.” In fact, last night’s Lenexa, Kansas show was right on: loud, loose, and a helluva’ lotta’ fun. Considering the way the band set…

The worst rock show billing, or so they say, is second billing to the puppet show. The Nadas might argue otherwise. I’m in the driver’s seat of Louise, The Nadas tour bus, which is parked outside Des Moines University. The boys are playing a Welcome Back picnic. And they’re none too thrilled. I picked up…

I know ya’ll think making records is all hookers and blow, but I got news for ya’: it’s hard work. Case in point: today. Jon, Justin and I got started on the new album Jon’s East Des Moines studio. And while it was fun, and productive, and we had our laughs and such, peoples, I’m…

Saturday was a head-spinning rocknroll tour of Des Moines. Sunday was all about getting my bearings. I didn’t leave my bedroom-turned-recording studio until well after noon. I wasn’t sleeping, though, I was working: recording a new song that came to me in my sleep (“Long Way Down”) and uploading my first batch of photos. When…

I am in the Walsmith’s guest bedroom on Ashby Street in Beaverdale, Iowa. The house is silent save for the ceiling fan whirling overhead, and a bird chirping just outside the window. I am some 1014 miles west of New York City, in a quiet neighborhood just northwest of Des Moines. I am barnstorming the…

Minos may control the land and sea, but not the air. And so I will fly. I will soar in the clouds, up where I am safe. My wings will be aluminum and steel, graphite and wire. I will drink jet fuel. I will travel faster than sound. I will race the dawn. And when…