Tag: Amber Garvey
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lurk in the shadows
Three or four years ago, not long after moving to Los Angeles, Joel and I hiked to the top of Griffith Park, the mountainous island of a park that rises out of the vast urban expanse of the city. Joel pointed out to me, as we walked in the coming twilight, that the park possesses…
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hope. desire. destruction.
Early this January, sometime after 3 a.m., alone in a rest stop bathroom, I walked along the wall of electric hand driers and, one by one, pressed each of the rusty metal buttons to turn each one on. A short minute later, when they had all shuddered to a stop, I did the same thing…
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Winter 2013 Tour Dates
We are pleased to announce a 5-date tour this winter that will take us across the western U.S. back to Los Angeles! Find all details on the SHOWS page or FACEBOOK. Come in from the cold and come hang with us this winter! JAN 6 – Denver, CO – Lion’s LairJAN 7 – Salt Lake…
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Mankato, Minnesota
A little over two weeks ago, on a cold Saturday night in Rochester, Minnesota, Joel and I were loading our equipment out of the back of Kathy’s Pub, and as we walked through the patrons scattered in the alley, I suddenly saw someone I didn’t know, but who looked so hauntingly familiar that for a…
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Fall 2012 North American Tour
We are hitting the road again next month! Our fall tour begins on October 19th in Madison, Wisconsin, where we are thrilled to be opening for Army Navy at UW Madison’s Memorial Union Terrace! Find all details on the SHOWS page and follow our FACEBOOK page for all new show announcements. See you on the…
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HEATWAVE Homecoming
Now six months into 2012, Joel and I have been out on the road a full three, and so have been spending most of that time sleeping in the back of of our minivan, eating out of a cooler, showering at YMCAs and truck stops, and, of course, driving for hours on end. And the…
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Rest Area Record Deal
Early one morning on tour this winter, somewhere between New York and North Carolina, while Joel was still asleep in the van, I sat alone on the cold tile floor of a rest area near a power outlet, as I did nearly every morning, sending emails. This morning seemed much the same as always, with…
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The Edge of the World
As I write this, Joel and I are on a westbound desert freeway some 300 miles outside of Los Angeles. We have played the final show on our tour and are headed back to where we started from two months ago. After being gone for so long and being so far away from everything familiar…
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SPACE POD
Near midnight on January 22nd, Joel and I quietly drove out of Los Angeles, headed north for several hours, and around 3 a.m. parked at a nondescript rest area somewhere along the coast of central California. Our plan as to where we would sleep that night, as well as most other nights for the next…