The Brothers Comatose

February 2016

Eugene to Prosser

Heyyyy everybodyyyyy….

Guess where I am right now.


Did you guess in a van??

If you did, you’re right.

Last update was right before the Eugene show.  Sam Bond’s was a good time – thanks to all of our friends and Eugenian fans who came out to get rowdy with us!

We stayed at a cheap motel right around the corner from Greek row… which was interesting.

Got up, had coffee and made the gorgeous drive to Sisters, Oregon.  The show last night was a sell out party with some of the most earth-shaking crowd stomping I’ve ever experienced.  It was a damn good time in a beautiful place.  Thanks, Sisters.  Also – Angeline treated us to breakfast in the bakery the next morning.


Good coffee, delicious food… I love those two things.  It makes touring and these long-ass drives in the van worth it.

We’re headed for Prosser, Washington right now and I really have to pee.  So – I’m cutting this little tour update short here because it looks like we’re pulling off in to a nice little wooded turnout.

Thank god.

(pause for the most windy (read – lots of gusty wind, not curvy and such) pee of all time on the roads of Eastern Oregon, a beautiful rainbow: rainbow

lots of driving, some tacos, and finally getting to internet in Prosser, WA)


Here we are in Prosser, Washington, home of Brewminatti’s – a fine establishment for coffee, music, food and beverages.  It’s a sold out show (woo woo!) and the barista here is gorgeous…


The coffee is made with precision and love as well – have I mentioned the barista?

Had delicious tacos across the street, and are now getting ready for some sound checking.

All is well and good in the world of well-caffeinated bass players.

Tour Diary – Day 2

We’re on day two of tour, and we are being well cared for… so far.

We begin our journey with a stop at Lucchesi’s Deli in Petaluma.  The way/amount/degree to which/passion with which certain band members love the Turkey Bacon Avocado sandwich (on sour baguette) is rivaled only by Paseo in Seattle (we’ll get to this in a few weeks – be patient, dear reader.)

Thusly fueled, we drove our well-fed selves up to Arcata.

Once there, we met up with our tour buddies on this run – The Easy Leaves.  These guys…  can’t say enough good things about their music and their persons.  Love them and their groovy, laid back cowboy jams.


The Arcata crowd was huge and rowdy and they sang along with everything and they danced their asses off, and it was glorious.  The Humbrews show was the ideal way to start a tour.  There was a crew of dudes there launching each other into the air using secret ninja/ballet techniques.  Ryan crowd-surfed and got blood on his shirt.  It was awesome.

That night we rallied to the Pumpkin house where we were met by Team Bond, warm home-cooked food, beds, and their sweet Bernie Sanders sign over the door.

The late night hospitality was matched only by the next morning’s hospitality.  We feasted on eggs, bacon, toast, fruit, croissants, beets, coffee, OJ, good company, good people, and more good coffee.

Leaving the Pumpkin House is never a good idea, but it is necessary if a band is to tour their tour-y selves to their next tour date.


Leave we did (after a group photo – complete with all parties save Sage of the Easy Leaves.  He was probably checking out the rad art studio in the back and soaking up the creative vibes to then transform into some tasty songs) and we hit the long windy (as in ‘lots of turns and curves’) road to Eugene.

(Thanks to Bob for the pit-stop along the way where we picked up some amazing smoked fish, which we just dipped into.  Salmon jerky?  Tuna jerky?  Some tasty, delicious fish jerky.  We have more bits and pieces in the van.  Gotta eat them fassssssst though, right?)

We’re at Sam Bond’s in Eugene now getting ready for soundcheck.  In fact, I should probably stop typing and go and play some bass.

To the Northwest!

Folks –

We’re back from our Desert vision quest / movie-making extravaganza (and Southern California tour) and now we’re sling-shorting back in the other direction.

We’re headed North!

We’re headed back to all of our favorite spots, and we can’t wait to see you all again.

And this time…  we have a NEW ALBUM WITH US!!  (woo woo wooooo!!!)

Our good friends in The Easy Leaves are on the road with us, and we’re sharing a new record, so come on out and let’s do some good-time-music partying.

What the hell are you guys up to?

We left town last Thursday.  We left wonderful, warm, sea-level California coast to drive East into mountains, snow, storms, and snow.  Did we mention the snow?

We started in Ogden, UT playing two shows at Snowbasin ski lodge.  This was pretty damn fun.  We all got time on the mountain, including this six-foot-four no-center-of-gravity-I’ve-only-skiied-once-in-my-life-twenty-years-ago bass player.  It was a blast. (There’s a sub-plot here where I had a very hard time finding any espresso, but I don’t want to interrupt this band update to lament the fact that the espresso machine at Snowbasin was closed, and we were forced to drink hotel coffee for 3 days.  That would be ridiculous, and excessive.)  Lots of Utah friends came out to support, and good times are had by all.

Sunday we drove to Evanston, Wyoming.  We played in Travis’ bar, Suds Brothers Brewery.  Travis, we should add, became our host, tour-guide, temporary band-mate, and provider for our extended Evanston stay.  “Extended?” you ask.  Yes.  Extended.  Monday morning saw the closure of I-80 East of Evanston due to insane blizzards, snow, ice winds, and other things that are foreign and strange to those of us who grew up where 40 degrees is considered very, very cold.

Evanston was snow-covered and cold, but awesome.  Travis was the most generous host a stranded band could hope for.  (Evanston also had espresso, which brings an end to our tension-packed sub-plot.  Peace and happiness was restored.)  We checked out some thrift stores, went cross-country skiing on the snowed-over golf course, bought fireworks, and ate all Travis’ food.

Today – after making a video in 20 degree weather (5 if you count the wind-chill – video coming soon) – we found out I-80 was open.  So, here I am.  In the van, all technologically connected to the internet to let you know that we’re headed for Colorado!

Think safe, friction-full thoughts for us on our driving, and we’ll see you out there on the frozen frontiers of the Wild West.