other peoples stuff…

Nashville was so fucking cool. A blur of country music, tassels, old friends and fab southern food. So yeah, I’ve been MIA for the last few days in the blogging department. I have blisters on my blisters – but I’m not ready to take my cowboy boots off just yet. They’re the only thing I own that I can still fit into. But the biscuits and gravy were worth it. Trust me.

If you go ahead and ‘like’ the Rhythm & Roots Facebook page, you’ll get to see what we’re up to as we crisscross our way across America. especially when I’m unable to blog on this page due food induced comas

To make up for my laziness, and the fact that I’ve written fuck-all for a while – allow me to steal other people’s shit share some other stuff I’ve been checking out…

Bonnie Raitt has a new album out, I bought it and have been loving it all week. She just gets better and better. She actually makes being a ranga look cool.

Being a parent can be hard. Especially when you have to make shitty-grown-up decisions. My friend Brittany & her husband had a tough call to make, and they fucking nailed it.

I’ve been singing this song for the last few days. So no prizes for guessing where I’m headed to this week.

While we’re on the subject of great songs, I posted this one a while back from an amazing Aussie singer/songwriter, Tamara Stewart. Well, she’s just started work on her new album – and if you want to (you know you do) you can help be a part of it.

I downloaded this book by one of the best bloggers out there. She’s totally nuts, with talent to burn. If I had a sister, I’d want it to be her. Her blog is never not brilliant.

Apparently, nearly half of this year’s UK Tour is sold out already. The fuck? How’s THAT for some crazy shizz? Pommy love!

Dad got a new jacket and refuses to take it off. He’s in love with it. And I’m totally OK with him leaving it to my brother in the will.

And finally, THIS, is seriously the funniest thing I have seen in a LONG time. So clever. To say I fucking LOVE it, wouldn’t begin to cover it. Check it out, and I dare you to not laugh your arse off.

I’ll be back to my regular ramblings soon.
You guys should really try and make the most of the silence.