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West Coast Studio Tour Photos

Last month we went on the West Coast Studio Tour. We really only went to studios in Portland and San Francisco. The catalyst was Jamie and Kim’s wedding in Portland, which was wonderful by the way. There’s nothing better than travel. Especially for longer periods of time. The trip was well needed. It was a great transition from the 9-5 to our future self-employed world. Amazingly we met some amazing studio owners and learned a ton. We also got to see many great friends we don’t always see often: Justin/Heidi, John D, Mark/Maria, Ben, Tolya/Otto, Beb & Cara/Jon.

Since there were so many pictures and we’ve been so incredibly busy as of late, it’s taken thus far to get them up. Enjoy them anyways.

Seattle, WA


San Juan Islands, WA

Juan Islands, WA


Mount St. Helens, WA

St. Helens, WA


Mt. Hood, OR

Hood, OR

Portland, OR




Route 101 Travel -> SF

101 Travel -> SF


San Francisco, CA

Francisco, CA


And The Rest Of The Trip – The Concise Edition

After Mount St. Helens we headed to Timberline Lodge. It was built in the 30s for the Works Progress Administation. It was also the building that was shot for all the outside scenes of The Shining. It was pretty cool. And it was strangely anything but creepy. What was awesome about it was that it was 6,000 feet up in Mt. Hood. And the artwork and detail in construction were amazing. I’d tell you about it, but Emily would do a much better job. So needless to say it was snowing. We got to enjoy the hot tub while it was snowing. Nothing is more fun than an outside hot tub and snow falling on your face. At least I found that out afterwards.

The next few days were spent in Portland, OR. Jamie’s wedding was incredible. We, go figure, randomly sat down with the CDbaby people at the rehearsal dinner and met some really interesting people. Very cool people. Great connections were made. The wedding was awesome. Incredible food, as expected and incredible people. It was awesome spending a weekend with Jamie’s friends and family. The rest of the weekend primarily was spent in our robes ordering a lot of room service. We did spend one afternoon with Brian (Beb) – which was fun! It was nice seeing Brian. Man, it had been years! What really ruled about the hotel was that they had bellboys to take our luggage to our room and people to call cabs for us. So fancy for such little money. Portland was ok. I really liked it, but I could see it getting on my nerves after a while. Too many white people and too many people to agree with, politically and musically. That and it’s kinda lame to be a teenager or in your 20s and be a punker homeless person. That’s just a lame copout. Oh and there is a book store, record store and recording studio on every block. I’d go broke in 3 weeks. Oh yeah, and then we stayed with Cara and Jon for a few nights while during the day Emily and I went to a bunch of studios. Seeing Larry Crane’s Jackpot! Studios was most excellent. Thanks Kendra. All the studios in Portland were such a wild range and it was definitely very reassuring that this is something we will be quite successful at.

The rest of the trip was spent in San Francisco. Traveling to SF via Route 1 was beautiful however it was giving me a heart attack as the drop off was so goddam steep with little or no guard rails most of the way. Mark and Maria graciously offered to let us stay with them. It was great hanging with Mark’s family. His two kids were fun. It was kind of strange sleeping in his studio with Emily and having his sampler at eye level. Very surreal. But none the less, getting to spend time was more than informative. He took us around to a few studios and we all learned a bunch! It was also cool tieing up loose ends on the record we plan to release. We also got to talk about Horsetricks III. There was also a lot of wine and politics. Go figure. The last night in the Bay Area was spent in Oakland having dinner with Tolya and Otto. Yay Tolya and Otto! Oh snap and we got to hang with my old friend from University of Hartford. Ben! Yay Ben. And John was also coincidentally in town so we go to to spend some time with him which also ruled. And we also went to this gay leather festival. Nothing is more San Francisco than nude (sans shoes) oiled up men masturbating in public down the streets. I shit you not. Sadly we missed the parts where the pornstars were peeing on each other. Wild, I tell you.

Ok that’s it. Yesterday was spent with the ever wonderful and supportive Al and JG moving our stuff in to the apartment. The rest of the week will be spent rebuilding our nest.

Catch ya later Bill & Ted…

Off the Grid: Day 5

We were out of bed at 5am on Wednesday the 13th to catch the first ferry back to the mainland. I experienced mild cardiac arrest once we were on the boat, when I checked the schedule and thought for a moment we had gotten on the wrong ship. But I was wrong and we were alright and we watched the sun come up over the frosty sea as we headed back to Anacortes.

We made pretty good time most of the way back to Seattle. Then we hit the legendary I-5 traffic. No problem, I thought. I whipped open the laptop, got online and began charting an alternate route. Left here. Right there. No! We’re crawling along through the suburbs. Ok, back to work. I feverishly plotted another course. U-turn! Back on the highway. Further afield from the main metropolis. Quick, take this exit! Then blammo. We’re dead in the water again. Ultimately, we had no choice but to sit and suffer like the rest of them. I’ve never been so defeated by a roadway. No viable alternate routes? What is this nonsense? It must be the confounded evil of Microsoft at work. I know I saw Redmond on one of those off-ramps.

Eventually, we got past Seattle and were trucking south through Washington again. We stopped in Olympia for lunch and I was put to work looking up the address of K Records so we could take a drive-by photo shoot. Then we took I-5 the rest of the way to Toutle (say it, it’s fun! Toutle, Toutle, Toutle!) and then to Eco Park Resort where we bedded down in a real cabin. I’d like to invite Mar Vista Resort to visit Eco Park Resort to see how cabin lodging is really done (and at half the price!).

We stayed in a cute one room log cabin, powered entirely by propane with a little refrigerator, a heater and two gas lamps. There was a log table with card games and checkers and a quilted log bed that required a running hop for me to reach. The back of our cabin opened out onto a clearing with silence and forest in the distance. We walked a little trail then took a drive down the rest of the way to Mt. St. Helens.

All along the road, we saw signs for Weyerhauser paper company. Apparently, most of the land around the volcano and the national park was bought by them for pennies decades ago and they now plant it and clear it in rotation. Each sign was labeled with the type of tree planted in that particular tree farm along with the year planted and the intended year of harvest. Many of the tree farms had a life-cycle of 40 years or more. I had never put much thought into my feelings on logging before other than that I’ve heard it’s bad for the environment so it must be bad. However, while I know clear-cutting is not good, I was heartened to see that they were continuously re-planting the same areas rather than leaving them for waste. It’s also plain to see that logging supports many families in this part of the country and, for many of them, logging has been a way of life and part of the local culture for generations. I was so excited when I realized the tree stumps laid out in front of the Eco Park Resort were for logging contests. I don’t know anything about this stuff except for a bad eighties film having something to do with the high school quarterback who wins logging games. Or maybe it was about the girl who wanted to play football. Or maybe it was one that starred the boy who looks like Sarah Jessica Parker from Real Genius? I can’t remember.

Anyhow, we finally arrived at the Johnston Observatory, which is the closest visitor center to the Mt. St. Helens. The center is named for a scientist who was camped out on the mountain nearby observing the oncoming eruption and died on-site. His body was never found. It was overcast, brisk and windy up on the mountain so we didn’t stay long. Seeing the area brought back memories of the pictures my grandparents showed me of their trip out west in the 80s. I didn’t think much about it at the time. But now I realize not much has changed since they were there and we’re traveling much of the same routes. In fact, we’ve come to realize that most of the people we travel alongside are grandparents. I don’t know what it is, but we apparently have the interests and road-trip habits of people twice our age. Could it be our fondness for early bird specials and WWII memorabilia? Is that an odd characteristic to have when you still have all your own teeth? Then again, we are homeless and unemployed so our teeth should be the next thing to go.

After heading back to Eco Park and having a home-cooked meal of “logger’s stew”, we bedded down in our cozy cabin for the long night’s rest.