From John
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July 9, 2011
North Caroline, Day 10
Its getting more and more difficult to remember the day of the week, what town we’re in, how many days we’ve been out and whose pants these are.
I’m 36% kidding.
We’re in Charlotte. It’s Saturday. We’ve been out 10 days on tour. And I’m not wearing any pants.
We’re about halfway through our Southeast + East Coast tour. We play Snug Harbor tonight with a bunch of North Carolina bands. CAN NOT WAIT. Between now and then, I’m going to talk with our insurance company about the pedal board that got stolen in Nashville, go to a music store and buy a bunch of replacement gear, re-string my guitars and work on an idea I had last night for a new song.
Tomorrow we make a long drive to Kill Devil Hills to play Outer Banks. Then on to Arlington, VA, Philadelphia, PA and Asbury Park, NJ with a handful of live radio and television performances thrown in the early mornings and afternoons.
This is what tour looks like:
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We had a blessed, beautiful, wondrous, mythically awesome night off last night here in Charlotte. Casey has family here, so he (and by association, we too) received the returning son’s welcome family spread and community jamboree treatment.
It was awesome. They live on an acre of land that feels like it's halfway between a farm and a retreat. Fireflies were buzzing about the wildflowers, vegetable gardens, dark ivy and live oaks. And DAMN, the food was good (think: Christmas in July). The company was amazing too and we even broke out a bunch of instruments and played some music (nearly everyone in the family plaus music or sings or something). Then we slipped into a food/wine/etc coma together. Classic.
Casey’s sweet mama broke out childhood pics of our esteemed bass player. I took a couple. And here they are. As Daren would say, "Casey was such a beautiful little girl as a child."


And here's my favorite picture from the refridgerator:
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John Common and Blinding Flashes of Light at Red Rocks.
CAN YOU HEAR ME
by John Common and Blinding Flashes of Light. Directed by David Dyster/Umbrella Brigade.