done a ton of shows lately, including the Blind Pig. however my recent favorite was playing at my friend’s birthday party. fuckin’ house show!!!! it was a blast.
anyway, the full length album is still available for free at paperbags.bandcamp.com
on to other matters…..serious ones…..
i don’t think Paper Bags has much life left in it. i feel lost and confused.
GH
I’ve spent some time remixing and remastering some old (and some new) material and have compiled them into two separate full-length albums -
one that is strictly acoustic, “A Few Things I Thought About Last Night” -
http://paperbags.bandcamp.com/album/a-few-things-i-thought-about-last-night
and one with full band instrumentation entitled “Becoming What I Am” -
http://paperbags.bandcamp.com/album/becoming-what-i-am
Until next time….
GH
This is the first song Alana and I have recorded together - a song she wrote called “Loneliness.” We’re called Pretty Bird.
Take Paper Bags and The Back Home In Michigan Band, get ‘em drunk and throw ‘em onstage. That’s essentially what happened. Highlights of the show for me were playing electric guitar over “Great Lake State” with them, Joe played mandolin over “Honky Tonk Women” and Adam played his fiddle on “Born & Raised” during my set. Feels good to be back.
the thing you gotta remember is that when you drop off the scene, it’s still happening. i’ve been in a hole recently, took a little month off from performing but i can never stay away too long.
i’ll be playing The Rockery in Wyandotte, MI this Friday night if y’all wanna come hang out. i do believe it’ll be an electric set…
The new album is here. I couldn’t decide what it’s supposed to be. I wasn’t sure how many or which songs to put out. It ends here. These are all the songs that go together and this is what it’s supposed to be because this is what it is.
Paper Bags, “All The Mirrors In The World”
i completely bombed a gig. it was pathetic and hilarious and it was all recorded live. i just gave up because i couldn’t get through an entire song without hitting wrong chords or my hand cramping and i didn’t even want to be performing - i felt nothing. it all became so pointless and it wasn’t fair to anyone.
then i didn’t sleep or eat for three days and i experienced my existence within time in such a way that i was able to understand new things. i know things i wasn’t able to know before.
last night i played another show and say with full confidence that i fucking killed it. not a single person cared at all. no applause. no appreciation. it doesn’t matter because sometimes i need to do it just for myself. i love performing, i love sharing this with people and without that it can never be as significant as it can potentially be if i don’t share it. and i want to do it for you. but if i can’t do it for me, i can’t do it for anyone else.
Highwater hit Toledo last night. hauled ass down there because we were apparently late. whatever. wasn’t really my scene but we played a solid set on a staged graced by the likes of the goo goo dolls, smashing pumpkins, gin blossoms and kid rock. ha.
breakfast at midnight, coffee and cigarettes. introduced myself to my new neighbors.
link to “Stranger Tides [Single]” in anticipation for the upcoming album “All The Mirrors In The World”
All the guitars got broken strings.
All the musicians killed it.
I dressed up as a slutty nurse.
Alayna turned 16.
I had fun and so did everyone else.
Took some acid, didn’t trip - bummer, man.
I’m working on a new album.
It comes out on November 13th.
played my first show as the bassist Highwater last night at the Rack ‘N’ Roll Nightclub last night. i think i’m really going to enjoy playing with them. i had a lot of fun and feel like we did a great job.
i opened the show as Paper Bags - another electric set - and put as much energy as i had within my heart into the performance.
The Heritage Days played second. first time i got to see them play. great stuff. fucking love you Matt Stonebraker.
Spent the final hours of the night with an old friend catching up and writing music, and we returned to the island where we met. The Rock. Grosse Ile. we got in a few rounds of billiards on my parents’ table and it felt good. it just felt good.
You great star, what would your happiness be had you not those for whom you shine?– Nietzsche (via fakepaperbags)
