September 10th, 2005.

Dave Pahanish’s benefit show. He’s moving to Nashville, Tennessee… absolutely not something I would personally ever do, but he’s having some success there, and it’s looking like a good career move. He’s packing his wife and kids and two big dogs, and going to Nashville. THE Nashville.

My island of light in the darkened night at Jozarts Studios in California, PA.
My island of light in the darkened night at Jozarts Studios in California, PA.

Glorious morning light to wake up to. They even have California sunlight.
Glorious morning light to wake up to. They even have California sunlight.

Jozart Studios – Jay and Bish – threw a “Going to Nashville” benefit for Dave to help him defray some of his moving costs, and I was really, really flattered to be asked to come along as the opening act.

With over a hundred pre-sold tickets, the show was already going to be a success. We started sound-checking at 11am just to make sure that successful show would sound good too. We rewired and reran cables, hung off ladders to mount microphones in the ceiling, imported about 75 chairs, and generally created a lot of havoc all through the studios.

The show itself was beyond belief. We played to a LOT of new people that night, and we played well. I broke a string in the middle of Sever and still rocked the solo, Heather and I were both in top form – even our conversation had panache and beauty. It was hard to move afterwards from the pressure of adoration.

Dave Pahanish – it’s beyond comprehension how good he is. A voice that can’t come out of such a beautiful man. It’s like the traits that have been placed him have to be cosmically balanced out by some tiny, , mean, ugly little man somewhere who has a voice that aurally recreates the effect of Medusa’s hideous looks.

Dave Pahanish practicing in the coffeehouse part of Jozart Studios in California, PA, mirrored by his poster floating behind him.
Dave Pahanish practicing in the coffeehouse part of Jozart Studios in California, PA, mirrored by his poster floating behind him.
Roger Roo really does speak for God.
Roger Roo really does speak for God.

I was thinking about it, watching him – while I wasn’t distracted – Heather and I have encountered some of the best performers imaginable while we’ve been travelling. And a lot of them have been such kind people – I mean, part of me says that we’re really, really good – and that we just deserve to run in this kind of company, but just as my arrogance flairs upI look at some of these performers, and they’re just so far beyond anything I can comprehend… I hope they “make it”. I hope we all “make it”… but we specifically got t-shirts from tonight that said “Dave Pahanish” and ilyAIMY just to say “we not only KNEW him back when…”

I think I’ll have to make a list of the “best people in the world that I KNOW!!!” but not today, it’s too big a job and too amazed at the world.

Dave even did a version of American Pie that I Loved. He has an honesty to him that lets me believe in the song again. How crazy is that?

He filled that room with an acoustic entity that I don’t think I’ve met before. A personality and a beauty that I just didn’t know existed. We’ve owned the room before… he owned the souls of every one IN the room, and he shined like a prism.

I’m listening to his Live Acoustic CD now… the song “Stoned on You” is one tune that in particular caught me last night and physically took my skull and shoved it under this beautiful light. It’s an incredible song for those of us who are caught up in the beauty of the world. It’s a good song for mornings in the sun and falling in Love.

Today we were woken up by Jozart activity, and we stacked chairs and moved amps and generally assured our future physical discomfort for days to come. Then we got up and got out and drove into the rising sun towards Maryland. Having slept about 8 hours through all of our time in California, PA, I was unconscious before we got to route 40.

Chelsea is perhaps the most intrinsically photogenic person we've ever encountered. She was the DJ who interviewed us on WCAL before our show at the Underground Cafe in California, PA.
Chelsea is perhaps the most intrinsically photogenic person we’ve ever encountered. She was the DJ who interviewed us on WCAL before our show at the Underground Cafe in California, PA.
John and Cori at WCAL. John is SUPPOSED to be learning stuff, but I think he realized that between my constant pretty-DJ-inspired babble and Cori's excitement over going to see GWAR, he wasn't going to getting ANY cogitation in. Hence his scowl.John and Cori at WCAL. John is SUPPOSED to be learning stuff, but I think he realized that between my constant pretty-DJ-inspired babble and Cori's excitement over going to see GWAR, he wasn't going to getting ANY cogitation in. Hence his scowl.
John and Cori at WCAL. John is SUPPOSED to be learning stuff, but I think he realized that between my constant pretty-DJ-inspired babble and Cori’s excitement over going to see GWAR, he wasn’t going to getting ANY cogitation in. Hence his scowl.
Before our show on Thursday, Heather and I went for a walk and found exciting sidewalk graffiti. That's a poor choice of words. I'm not saying I found this exciting... I ... uh... oh well.  Porn for the Journal!!!
Before our show on Thursday, Heather and I went for a walk and found exciting sidewalk graffiti. That’s a poor choice of words. I’m not saying I found this exciting… I … uh… oh well.
Porn for the Journal!!!
On our walk we also re-encountered our friend Bill, perching on the roof. He hung out there for a while until a bee tried to get it on with him... you know... get fresh and tried to enter him? I just felt it went well with the other picture.
On our walk we also re-encountered our friend Bill, perching on the roof. He hung out there for a while until a bee tried to get it on with him… you know… get fresh and tried to enter him? I just felt it went well with the other picture.

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