After sleeping in my truck in Malibu, CA following my performance the night before in Los Angeles, CA, I got off to a bit of a rough start the next morning when I finally “woke up”. When I finally motivated and crawled out of the truck, it was foggy and grey, but I figured I’d check the surf since I was in Malibu/Point Dume, after all. So, I cleaned myself up a bit (that included, at the time, running a comb through my hair once and brushing my teeth), got back in the car, and drove the short stint up the coast past Zuma, La Piedra, Leo Carrillo… nothing. When I arrived at County Line, though, I saw a few small but fun waves without anyone really on ‘em. So, since I needed a shower anyway, I donned the wetsuit, waxed up my 5’9″ fish, and paddled out for a few waves.
I was glad I did because the fog broke and gave way to a beautiful sunny morning with soft, but rip-able waves and a major acrobatics show from a local pod of dolphins. I mean, there were about ten of these guys (big ones, too!) just jamming around in the break zone doing aerials, buzzing our feet underwater, and just having fun/feeding. Maybe they were trying to vibe us out (“Hey, dudes… this is OUR beach… you don’t live here, you don’t SURF here…”). Either way, it was a pretty neat experience to be that close to these guys.

The rock reef section at County Line. Small, soft, but surprisingly fun!
When I got out, I met up with Kevin Shirley for a few minutes to pick up a hard drive (Kevin is the guy that magically transformed my record into a beautifully mixed and mastered finished project – thanks, Kevin!) Kevin just moved into a new studio in Malibu, recently, and I got a quick chance to check it out yesterday. Very, very cool, ridiculously insane gear, and amazing sound/acoustics/trapping in all the rooms. He seems super busy these days, but if you are in need of an outstanding mix for your project, you might just want to check him out. You’ll be pleased ya did and surpised by how much a really good mix through a killer board and vintage outboard gear can improve your sound.
After leaving Kevin’s studio, I started the trek up to Santa Barbara to set up for my outdoor gig at Borders. I really love playing there: State Street is always happening, it’s always sunny, always warm, and the passersby always seem to dig my performance. I generally end up selling a bunch of CDs, meeting some great folks, building new friends and fans, and I always come away with a smile. Yesterday was no different… just a great crowd. (Thanks, you guys!)

My portable setup ready to go... man, it was sounding good yesterday!
When I finished up, I hung out for a bit chatting it up with some of the folks who stopped by to see me/listen to my set (I realized that I played and sang for three hours straight without a break… I guess time flies when you’re having fun, huh?) and started to load out. Once I got packed up, I headed over to visit my friends Darin and Sierra at their restaurant and live music venue Live Culture Lounge. They had a local artist performing that night (Kris Candy) who was playing her first show in nearly 5 years! I was really impressed and enjoyed it so much, I stuck around and ate one of Live Culture’s signature Italian sandwiches. Man, the food there is sooooo good.
Afterwards, I was fortunate enough to connect with my old friend, Rolland, and his family. Funny story about this guy… many, MANY years ago, I took a solo trip to Costa Rica to surf and travel for about 3.5 weeks. I was by myself, spoke pretty good Spanish at the time, and in addition to surfing my brains out every single day I was there, I was also out and about meeting new folks, chatting it up with other travelers, Ticos, etc. as much as I could whenever on terra firma. I bumped into Rolland at Playa Negra and he sort of showed me around, gave me some great surfing tips, and took me under his wing, so to speak. I hadn’t seen or even talked to the guy in probably eight years since. In fact, while we traded contact information, I can’t say that I remember what I did with it after all those years. Then, one day this past April when I was playing through Santa Barbara, this guy pulled up to a driveway near where I was staying and I thought I recognized the face… sure enough, after walking over and saying hello, it was Rolland. What a small world, huh?! In any case, he invited me to crash at his house last night after my show and, I have to say, it was a such a welcome treat by comparison to sleeping in my truck the night before! Plus, with the UCSB graduation this weekend, there really weren’t any motel rooms available for any price, much less the one I was able to pay. A big thanks to Rolland and his family for so generously opening their doors to me! Let me tell you, when my head hit the pillow, it was lights out… (Click!)