| Tour Dates |
[10 Jun 2009|11:31am] |
So here are the tour dates so far, obviously there's a big gap between August 15th & being back home in September. They are still booking and you can keep udated by going to myspace.com/larryandhisflask.
P.S. It's not on there but we'll be in Detroit on July 29th
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| Where do you go to my lovely.. |
[10 Jun 2009|08:59am] |
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I came here to give a me update, but now that I'm sitting here I'm totally blank. There's just too much to tell. I'm out of the city now and living quite comfortably with my sister & I've never been happier. My life is filled with music, almost a constant flow. Especially with Tom in town & there being so many shows. The other night Tom & Wills new band (Chandler, Jacob, Jason, Tom & Will = supergroup) practiced outside my trailer. I was in heaven. Sitting on my front porch used to amplify how alone I was in the big city. Now "my porch" is filled with beautiful men playing beautiful music. I laid there on a gypsy bed full of pillows and listened until they stopped for the night.
I leave for Oregon on Monday & I'll be back late September. I'm so ready to go but it still feels unreal. I was starting to worry about leaving my family for so long, but I was talking to Ian when I realized that there's no need to worry, because they ARE my family in the most magical of ways. Jesse, Ian & Dall..numerous times have proven to me that magic connects us even though we're hundreds of miles apart. When we're all together there's nothing for me to worry about.
I guess that about sums up my life right now. Family & music. What more is there to say?
P.S. I got a twitter account so that I can give updates via my phone while I'm on the road so people can keep track of me. (It's been requested). So if you want to you can follow me at twitter.com/iflowon
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[28 Apr 2009|10:11am] |
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You can read the censored version for the book here as well as see pictures of the boys.
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| See ya suckers |
[21 Apr 2009|12:40pm] |
The last few days I've felt terrible. Not physically but emotionally & mentally. I feel dark inside, depressed. No reason really whatsoever. My life has been nothing but happy lately. This came out of the blue..well I'm going to assume it's due to extreme lack of sleep mixed with way too much drinking. I need to harness my chi. I don't even know what that means :) But tonight I'm going to do things that make me happy. I'm going to clean and do yoga and play guitar until my fingers hurt. Music can always chase away my demons.
A haunted mandolin has caused trouble for my boys. Coincidentally my dark days started when they purchased it. We are way too connected but I love it. They left it in the desert so hopefully things will look up. I know they will. I'm going to get rid of my proverbial haunted mandolin tonight. I'm done, over it. It's been 4 years that I've clung to these damn things that I thought I needed. But all they do is bring darkness. I don't need them anymore, sorry Stella, time to die.
Who's crazy now? haha, yea, still me.
I'm going to make jumbo prawns now for the bosses and maybe a few for the chef.
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| Vegas baby |
[18 Apr 2009|11:48pm] |
So I'm in Vegas right now and it's crazy...and I wrote a letter to my friend and it pretty accurately explains how I feel in life right now. So the obvious thing to do was post it here :) ( Read more... )
P.S. Hey Tim - I have your candy bars plus some extra Vegasy stuff for you. But if you think you're getting some of my $8 almonds you're mistaken.
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| Name that book |
[08 Apr 2009|09:51pm] |
As most of you know I'm writing a cookbook. If you don't know...well..I'm writing a cookbook about food & music. I get to travel around this summer with this kickass band; I'll be documenting our travels and this will be the running theme. I've also got (currently) over 40 artists & musicians from all around the world writing stories about their own musical journey & influences and these stories will be scattered throughout. My intention is to share the joy of food & music using my own voice and the voices of artists from different cultures throughout America.
THAT SAID - I need a title! I've been calling this All You Need Is Food since the beginning but I'm not in love with it anymore. I feel like there's something else out there. I'm sure of it. So...I need your help. Does anyone have any brilliant suggestions for a book name? If I pick it I'll write a haiku about you and put it in the book, I swear.
Thanks y'all!
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| I can see the end of the road, honey |
[07 Apr 2009|02:18pm] |
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Today for lunch I had a grilled portabella mushroom, soft, creamy brie, vine-ripe tomatoes on whole wheat bread with an avocado spread made of avocado, mayo, garlic, lime juice, lemon juice, salt & pepper. The brie melted every so gently onto the hot-off-the-grill mushroom and I fell madly in love with myself all over again. Needless to say that falling in love with myself thing happens almost on a daily basis.
Cheese is to me what crack is to someone wearing a wife-beater and looking disheveled on Cops. My mouth waters when it's near, I almost can't control myself and the feeling I get when I eat it is....well....this is a PG blog so I'll just say it makes me weak in the knees. I mean shit, have you ever had hot melty brie on soft sour dough bread?? If you haven't I feel sorry for you. Or maybe I feel sorry for me. I almost threw a whole wedge of brie out today because I was afraid I wouldn't be able to control myself around it. Luckily for the cheese I realized that would be extremely wasteful. It wasn't the brie's fault it was sent from heaven above as a sign that God loves me very, very much...
I think cheese is the reason God gave us cows, sheep & goats. It's not about the meat, I don't want to have to kill something to feel this feeling I feel when I eat cheese. I want to feel pure, like someone shared with me a very special gift.
I can see why the Israelite's in the Bible made a golden calf and worshiped it. Cows produce Gods greatest gift (2nd only to Jesus himself).
I think I have a serious problem.
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| Strange days have found us |
[24 Mar 2009|09:40am] |
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Something strange has been going on with me. Strange good, but strange. Things have been happening since the start of this year. I randomly said on New Years Eve that 2009 would be the year of truth and freedom. But turns out it wasn't random at all, it was prophetic. It's as if all of the good karma I've accumulated over my life is all being re payed and as though all of the shit I've been through is being made up for. And it's not even that mostly....I just feel different. I have such good luck it's scary. Luck that makes me feel like I'm being looked after. I don't know, this is making me sound crazy.
And I quit smoking just like THAT without any trace of a struggle. Then I decided to quit the sleeping pills I've been taking for close to 4 years and what happens? I just SLEEP, just like that. That doesn't happen to me, that has never happened to me. It's a good thing but it's kind of creeping me out.
Something is just going on, I can feel it.
I can go on and on and give examples of the weirdness but I think I'll keep it to myself. It all means a lot to me and makes life feel magical and sort of..mystical...but it also makes me sound crazy because no one believes in magic anymore. But I do, big time. Anyway :) If this is crazy then I love crazy.
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| Hippies |
[19 Mar 2009|04:06pm] |
My friend Jesse has really short hair right now, has ever since I met him. But before he cut it it was long, curly, wild and AWESOME. Whenever I see pictures of him with long hair I get really upset and kind of hate him. I was looking at them just a second ago and shook my head in anger and mumbled under my breath: "You sonofabitch". I just really, really want to see him rocking out like he does on stage, only with long hair. Really.
Anyway..............
I just made a triple layer chocolate cake. It's so amazing I can't even believe I made it. It's not my recipe, obviously. I don't do desserts. But it contains 1 can of Guinness, a pound of butter and FOUR CUPS of sugar. I think I gained 2 pounds just from typing that. And now you just gained 2 pounds from reading it.
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[19 Mar 2009|01:55pm] |
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I just got a large dose of life today. I feel like all of a sudden Life is a giant looming over me. It has total control of everything, life does what it wants, it's a never ending moving walkway. You're on and it's going to go and go and go regardless of anything. You can't prevent it from ending, you can't stop it from going to places that sometimes seem unreal and far off. Growing old, watching your parents grow old, watching your children grow old...it's just unreal sometimes. Right now I'm overwhelmed by it (life).
Sometimes life is so wonderful that I forget that it won't always be like this. I get caught up in the beauty of it all and it slips my mind that one day it won't be what it is right now: beautiful & perfect.
Today I feel life coming at me so fast...like I'm on a bike going down hill. I want to slam my feet down onto the pavement to make it slow down but the hill is too steep. There's no slowing it, it just is, here it comes.
I'm way to empathetic to function normally, I feel things too deeply. Yes, TOO deeply. I don't think people are supposed to feel things as intensely as I do sometimes. I think my own trials and tests and experiences are intense enough, to feel other peoples pain is just too much sometimes.
So I feel frozen. Life just jumped out and screamed at me. I'm not scared, I'm just..frozen and in terrible awe. This is how I feel at the ocean sometimes. Like it's too big that I can't comprehend it. I can't stare at the ocean for too long because I feel like if I do my mind will explode, it's just too big.
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| I like you, but I like me more |
[18 Mar 2009|03:44pm] |
Will you just look at this sweet face?
What a doll.
In other news: Tonight is a very exciting night. My laptop is getting a new hard drive and new memory and my stomach is getting sushi. Oh, and my rotting brain is getting Lost :(
I have been having really bizarre dreams lately. Billy Reed texted me and woke me up in the middle of one last night. I owe him big time, it was pretty freakin weird. I won't even repeat it, I can't even believe I told him. Usually I don't dream at all when I'm taking ambien..so I don't know. I think I'm going to quit taking it. It's just too much now. I take it all of the time, I'm not even trying to not take it anymore and that's not good. I think I'll start this weekend. If you don't hear from me for a while it means I'm really grumpy, I'd keep your distance.
I know I can do it, it's just that it's really ridiculously hard, it messes with everything. When I don't sleep I, obviously, have no energy to exercise or be social and I get super grumpy/sad and moody. And when I'm like that I don't have what I need to want to keep trying. It's just stupid. I get too scared at night. Spiritually scared, mentally scared, I don't know. I know I can do it....I just don't know if I can get to the point where I'll try. But I'll try to try, how's that.
So when I quit smoking I thought I lost my ability to sing. I just didn't feel like I sounded as good without that raspiness or whatever. But then the other day I was playing guitar & singing and I loved what I heard. I think maybe I sound better now. Who knew quitting cigarettes would actually be a positive thing for my voice ;)
I've got my own song in my head, just the chorus: "And like a rip-roarin' cowboy, into your wild-wild ocean west, just sail awaaay!"
Ok - that's all, bye!
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| Lord, what have I done |
[02 Mar 2009|02:44pm] |
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So today I'm talking to my friend about Lent, we both gave up two things (me: alcohol and cigarettes, him pasta & bread). He said maybe he'd give up booze with me and I said: "If you do I'll match you and give up 3 things too"...he accepted but then I raised it to 4 stating I'd give up pasta & bread AS WELL AS cigarettes and precious whiskey....he saw my four and gave up all things marijuana related.
Two minutes later I declared: "Did I just give up PASTA AND BREAD for 33 days??"
Why do I do these things..why??
I talked on the phone last night for a record 2 hours and 55 minutes, that's unheard of and awesome.
I think I quit smoking forever. It's been 7 days and I've not once craved a cigarette. I've even been in a bar with smoke being blowed in my face (blowed? blown?) and still didn't want one. I only just last night craved a little whiskey when Jamin & I were talking about Bushmills. I had to change the subject....33 days left to go, I shall triumph! It's pretty neat going out to see a show and not needing any money. Being a non-drinker and non-smoker is very convienent when you're broke.
Well time to go jog a few miles, peace out y'all.
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[24 Feb 2009|01:19pm] |
I don't generally have nightmares very often but lately it's like all I'm having. Last night was crazy, actually it was this morning, I woke up at 7 then took a nap for 3 hours (hooray for being on vacation!). So it was a nap dream, those are always the weirdest for me. It's very vague, but we were at the Tea-Farm, Larry & His Flask (the band of gypsys I'm travelling with) were there in baseball uniforms and all of these fans of theirs showed up to party..also in baseball uniforms. I went up into this loft thing for some reason and when I came back they were all gone..hmm..and I was walking across the yard to the house and I heard a baby crying. I look over and there's a naked baby out in the field crying and it immediately occurred to me that this was horror movie creepy...........but I went over to it anyway, then this guy in a hat (like the one Willy gave Jesse,one of the gypsys) started walking towards me, I think he was wearing an overcoat. So I started to run because he started throwing giant meat hooks at me, geezus, then I started flying around and this other guy was throwing forks at me.........
Will & Bethany finally showed up in this pickup truck and we went to meet up with Larry & his baseball team (haha)...they're at this bar/restaurant downstairs in this mall and as we're walking down the stairs there's a mop laying there and blood EVERYWHERE, like someone was cleaning up a murder scene....
Downstairs there were two Jamins (one of the gypsys) and I didn't know which one was real....
Yea that's about it, I think I ordered the chicken strips.
It'd be nice to have pleasant dreams when I sleep considering I hardly sleep.
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| holy arctic summer batman |
[12 Feb 2009|12:54pm] |
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So I think late June/early July I'm heading off to Alaska with the gypsys I met. I talked to them Tuesday and they all really want me to go. It'll be like 3 months. Up to Alaska, across CANADA and then over to Maine and then I don't really know what route we're coming back. I would DIE if they took the south back, I want to travel the South sooooo bad.
The more I get to know these boys the more I fall deeply in love with each of them. They have the most beautiful souls. One of the guys Jesse, him and I were laying in the living room on our seperate couches after coming in at like 6am from jamming in the barn. We started talking and ended up talking until like 8:30am about love and life and truth and society..it was one of the most beautiful conversations I've ever had. If you've ever had a deep conversation with me or my sister about love and life that's EXACTLY what it was like to talk to him. I call him mine & Bethanys twin.
Later that day another of the guys, Ian, closed himself in a room and wrote a song about being here with us. One of the lines spoke of breathing in the air here is like breathing in pure love. He said something about not wanting to leave and how all of his roads lead here. They are just as much in love with us as we are of them. They want to move their trailers to Bethany & Wills property and live there with us. Everyones been referring to it as "home base".
I'm at work today but after work I'm going back down. They're in Oakland right now to do a radio show and then they're going back tonight too.
I can go on and on about them. I mean this is like I'm in love, so I just want to ramble on and on about the one I love. I imagine this is what it feels when you meet "the one". You "just know" you were meant to be, that's how we all feel about eachother. The word "magic" and "mystical" keeps getting thrown around.
I'm selling most of my crap and leaving my kickass downtown house to live in an airstream trailer and travel around in a van with gypsys. That's the absolute most awesome thing I never thought I'd ever be able to say.
I always said 2009 was the year of truth and freedom and so far that propecy has come true 110%.
*bliss*
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| Under Pressure |
[09 Feb 2009|09:42am] |
My insomnia is as awesome now as ever. I can't even bring myself to even try anymore. Last night around 7 I was talking to my dad on the phone and I realized how bored I was. I've been sick so I've just been sitting in bed working on my book, pretty much from Thursday until Saturday evening. Anyway - so he says: "Why don't you just come be sick here?" and I said: "....Um..Ok I'll be there in an hour" and was out the door in 10 minutes. I'm rambling..so...I had Rita for the night so my parents could sleep (Bethany & Will were out for the night) and she woke up around 3am so I put her on the air mattress with me. I proceed to stay awake until 6am, oh yea, and she woke up at 8. That's unheard of. Usually if I'm at my parents house I can sleep....
God anyway...I'm so overwhelmed. Happy and excited but overwhelmed. I've been looking into self-publishing and I like what I'm seeing, but in most cases I have to design it myself. And I actually like that because I know design, but that means I have to do the entire thing and that just seems...huge. Like I thought I'd just write this neat proposal and then send it off (which I'm still going to do), but I like the idea of having complete control over content and design, I don't know, I need help.
I think I need to slow down, for some reason I have it in my head I have to get this done immediately, I suppose there's no hurry. I think my hurry is I want to move on. Either start writing another one or just be free and cook for a while without this hanging over my head. I tell myself to take a break but I just can't. I was editing literally ALL DAY on Friday and stopped like at 8pm. 9 comes around and I can't even stand it, I started editing again until 3am. I wish I had money to pay someone to edit it for me.
And you know, sleeping would be nice, a good nights sleep.
So I've stopped for the night and decided to watch the Grammys. Its really chalk full of R&B and I can't stand it. The awesome thing is Robert Plant & Allison Krause are up for Grammys against all of these lame rappers & popstars and they keep winning :) Neil Diamond is singing "Sweet Caroline" now and Paul did "I Saw Her Standing There.". I wonder what its like to be the only one left, well I mean, besides Ringo :) I was watching him and I kept seeing young Paul and it was just weird to me that he's here and John & George aren't. Weird for him I mean. He was young Paul and in a band, he had no idea that he'd be at the Grammys in 2009 and two of his band members would be dead.
I'm really not as depressed as this blog makes it seem, I'm not depressed at all actually. I've been blissful and happier than ever. I can cry at the drop of a hat right now though, don't get me wrong, I'm stressed and its showing via tears. But yea...happy stress?
I wrote two songs in the past week, so thats good.
Alright that's all I have.
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| Murder of crows |
[07 Feb 2009|06:08pm] |
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There is a giant flock of crows outside my house in the trees right now. I'm sitting on my porch as I write this. This has happened once before; where they were so loud that they called me outside.
The first time I was in absolute awe and sat and watched from my porch in wonder and contentment. Usually when I come out here and see the trees surrounding me it feels cozy and safe. The crow’s song usually makes me smile. Usually they make me feel like this is our special place, just them and me. They are singing to only me.
But today I came outside to watch them after being in bed sick for 3 days. Today I came out and the trees are doing nothing but blocking my view. I’m tired of this small sky. I feel claustrophobic now.
This city is too quiet. The crow’s song is mocking me, calling to me, yelling at me to "Go! Get out of here! Go get your big sky!” They are at this very moment in only the trees that surround my house. They are so loud and so close that I can see their chests heave with every crow.
There's something special in this life for me and it's not here.
I can see the moon through the trees. But it's like a watermark; it's in the background and not entirely visible. I'm ready for a clear view of the moon. I'm ready for my big sky. I'm ready to see miles and miles of scenery instead of just across the street.
This city is closing in on me but the pressure feels oddly pleasant. It's just the right amount of pressure to get me to get up and leave. It's not so much pressure that it will trap me like it has in the past.
I needed today; today was perfect.
The crows have quieted down, they are settling in and I think its time for me to do the same. I hope they're here in the morning to sing me away some more.
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| Rockshooows! |
[05 Feb 2009|10:42am] |
Hey friends - check out my newest blog at All You Need Is Food written by a musician here in Sacramento. This is a good example of the types of things I'd like the pages of my cookbook filled with.
Some other examples can be seen by going to my pics and checking out my sample pages.
If you are a musician or just love music and like to write I'd love for you to contribute to my book.
The things I'm looking for:
- Your bio (your musical journey)
- A story about a musician you admire (Bob Dylan, your dad, etc)
- A list of your top 5 (or whatever) favorite songs/albums/bands (and why)
- Anything to do with music of any genre! (again, see latest blog)
Check it out, let me know if you're interested and feel free to pass this on to anyone you know who loves music!
-Mary J
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| Attention musicians and lovers of music! |
[04 Feb 2009|09:13am] |
I'll probably be hitting you up individually eventually but this is all I have time for right now.
It looks like I'm going to be going down the self-publishing route, publishers are having a hard time grasping my concept or seeing why it would work. So I'll do it myself! What this means is I need your submissions as soon as possible so I can get this to a printer.
And by as soon as possible I mean within the next two weeks tops. I'm counting on you to make this book as musical as possible.
Last resort is I just have a cookbook thats just recipes, but it would feel like only half of my heart is in there if there's nothing about music.
Anyway - email me soon! lifeflowson@hotmail.com
And pass this on to your musician friends or friends who just love music, I need as many writers as possible and I need 'em fast!
I'll be hitting you up personally probably tonight or tomorrow.
If I haven't talked to you about this, I'm writing a cookbook about food and music and I need you to write about music for me (see my books myspace for a better explaination).
Help a sista out!!
-Mary
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