Yellow and dashed white lines inch by, we're somewhere between Lordsburg and Truth or Consequences, New Mexico, a road straighter than Ted Cruz, we listen to imitators of Steve Earle and a 6 hour podcast history of Genghis Kahn. Austin, Texas is the light at the end of our desert tunnel. Behind us are 15 shows, a month in the Pacific I5 corridor, rain, dog poops in countless cities and gas station grass patches, one roadkill rabbit, new songs, layers of spilled snacks on car seats, and all of you who came out to shows. Special welcome to the new folks who are receiving their first Odell Fox Newsletter!
We're feeling an exciting sort of momentum. And not just because the speed limit here is 80. It's something about coming back to a city to find more people at our shows, people we've never met, offering gracious accolades. Last fall in Portland, we played for eight people (four were family members); two weeks ago in Portland, we filled Cup & Bar, a warehouse-sized coffee shop, with nearly 50 warm, chocolate-eating faces. We have no cardinal direction as twenty-something-year-olds, nor as a band, and we've had many many moments of feeling lost. But the band is turning roughly one, and somewhere between the CDs given to gas station attendants, the gruesome where-to-eat-on-tour decisions, and the tears, smiles, and laughter you all met us with, we found that we believe in it. We believe in the music, and we could't be so sure if you all didn't also believe. Thanks for being on our team.
And special thanks to the US Border Agent who confiscated our wilting Valentine's Day flowers.
We're dropping the anchor in Austin TX until May, with a short East Coast stint at the end of April. Keep an eye out for tour dates and new photos/videos on our website! For now, here's a video from our first leg of tour in Port Renfrew, BC, home of the Song & Surf music festival.