Grievance Addiction.

Home for a couple of days, People.


The Seattle and Portland shows were great.

I scheduled them so I could get a day or two in each town as well as the shows. Dean came with me. We did the Seattle show at The Neptune Theater. I believe my first theater show was at the Neptune. I like it. It can be intimate. The last time I was in Seattle I played The Moore, which is much bigger, but I’m over it. It’s about the work now. I just want to be places where I can do the best work.

Same with The Aladdin in Portland. We did two sold out shows there. All these places seat between six and seven hundred. You can still get personal in that sized space. There was a lot of riffing going on but the show is taking shape for sure.

Saw a few friends in both places. Ate a lot of good food. Hiked around waterfalls in Portland. Started some shit by posting about a guitar store in Seattle on IG. The people there treated me like total garbage and I got mad. I unleashed a shit storm of hate and grievance fire on them and some on me but it was a real lesson. I took the post down. I saw the beast of grievance addiction. Everyone is looking for someone to take down a notch to try to feel better. We can't seem to accept surrender and powerlessness in the face of our mutual problems. Many of which we created together. I guess it's easier to try to be satisfied by landing your anger than by working together to transcend and correct. I’m guilty as well.

Me and Dean were just excited to be looking at guitars. I was looking for an old Stratocaster specifically. After we were slagged and condescended to at one place we went to another place, Thunder Road Guitars. I bought a new relic Strat from the master builders at Fender. It’s a beauty. Guitar seems to be my only real hobby so I bought myself a birthday present.

I’m 58 today. My head is old.

Today I talk to BJ Novak. We deal with my problem with him. Petty. On Thursday I talk to the comedian Rosebud Baker about getting one's shit together and her grandfather, James Baker III. Yeah, Satan. Her grandfather is Satan! Great talks!

Enjoy!


Boomer, Monkey and LaFonda live!

Love,
Maron