Hey there. It's been a while since we were all here, hasn't it? You've got so many questions, I'm sure. But to be honest, answers are going to be in short supply. Here's the simple version: just as we finished the last record my personal life collapsed due solely to me. The details are no secret and everyone around me is aware of them, but I'm not going to rehash them in a blog, let alone try to turn them into a marketing tool.

At that point the band took some time off between finishing recording and the release. When the CD release rolled around I really didn't have a lot of desire to go back out, but felt very obligated to Daemon Records for everything they'd done for me up to that point, so I did my best to follow through with the release. By the time the main push was through, though, I pulled out. For all intents and purposes I ended the band and quit music and tried to fix my life. I spent a year trying to convince myself quitting was the healthiest solution, until I finally did get to a point where I KNEW I was done and I had no doubts about it and found I didn't even miss it. The end.

Or, it would be, except that music won't let go. One of the reasons I quit, apart from all the larger ones, was I found my attitude toward what I was doing had become unbelievably cynical. During the last tour we did with the Indigo Girls I was doing my usual post show meet and greet at the merch table. People I didn't know were coming up and telling me how much they enjoyed my music, how it had reached them. And all I could think was, "yeah, that's nice, why aren't there more of you?"

Yeah. I know.

Anyway, it certainly fueled my belief that the best thing I could do was to leave music behind, if my reasons for doing it had gotten so mercenary. But a funny thing happened after I had finally reconciled myself to the fact that I was done and it was time to try something new. I actually started to miss it again. I started to wonder if I could reconnect somehow with the initial joy of making music.

And so, another year later, here we are.

In the meantime, Erin, our former bassist, gave birth to her second child. We here at the secret Arts and Sciences compound couldn't be prouder or happier for her and her husband. I do like to think, too, that she takes some satisfaction in the fact that it took two people to replace her.

Greg Partridge and Becky Shaw have both played in so many bands in Atlanta that there isn't much point in trying to label either of them as being from a particular band. So, I won't try. They're both amazing, and in the short time that we've been rehearsing things have gelled very quickly. And there's still myself, Lee and Chris, obviously. Our limitations are well known.

So, here we all are, as I said. I have no idea what the eventual goal will be for us, but for now all I really care about is writing new songs together and seeing where it goes. I'm not sure it will result in Lee's long-hoped for record all about puppies and shopping, but you never know.

I do want to take a second to thank all of the people who spoke to me or attempted to during the past 2 years. It's only been in the past month or so that I've been in any shape to appreciate all of you, and if I ever seemed indifferent at the time, please know I wouldn't be here now without you. Thank you.

I know, happiness makes for dull and trite blog entries. But it's a hell of a lot easier on your psyche.