Today, I saw an old Asian man at a bus stop wearing ladies’ slacks and a Hawaiian shirt. As the car I was a passenger in pulled up to the corner, he held a gunslinger’s stare into the distance, then said warmly, “Hello, bitches” to no one in particular. Just wanted to say thanks, universe. Sometimes you really nail it.
Kyle Kinane's possible summer tour (a little help?)
I’m looking to possibly tour in early/mid August and I’d like some help. I have a three-night run in the Southeast with Mr. Oswalt (Asheville, Knoxville, Nashville) and a possible date in Chattanooga. If I were to drive from LA, could folks help me out with shows along the way or on the way back? I’m looking at maybe Memphis, Tulsa, Kansas City—stops that are in a somewhat direct route from the West. Could conceivably pull off Denver, Phoenix, or Dallas as well. I’m open to suggestions.
Like I said, these are all just drawing board musings at this point. But if you nice folks out there think you could set up a fun show in your town with local comics or bands and get a few people out, I’d like to give it a shot. It would be the lowest of budgets, so if the show came with a couch, that would be pretty great too. Thanks for reading and feel free to email me on Facebook with any ideas. Cheers.
This is my roommate, John. He’s a real good guy, but might look like a murderer to some people that don’t know him. That being said, he’s lived in this apartment complex for over a decade and doesn’t know any of his neighbors. I just moved in a few weeks back and thought that was terrible, that he didn’t know anyone right around the corner! What if he needed a light bulb or some white grape vinegar (I think that’s a thing)? So in an effort to ingratiate him, and to a lesser extent myself, I’ve been playing the accompanied song over and over, loud and with the windows open. I’m going to post this first, and then go make sure that John’s cool with it. I’m sure he will be.