Tales of the Golden Road

"One of the Last Adventures in America" Hollywood Bowl, Los Angeles, CA 5/31/2017

"One of the Last Adventures in America" Hollywood Bowl, Los Angeles, CA 5/31/2017

Another morning came, inching its way across the floor until it’s bright beam awoke me. We decided to hang it easy that day, as we had a couple days break before the next show. We both arose slowly, rubbing away at our eyes and yawning, slowly packing all our little necessities. Showers were quickly had, and we went to the little breakfast area to divulge in a little breakfast. We certainly did not take long. The road was always humming with the sounds of cars, from coast to coast, making its way right next...


"One of the Last Adventures in America": Part 4: "I Was Born in the Desert"

"One of the Last Adventures in America": Part 4: "I Was Born in the Desert"

The sun once more, with its luminous rays of light and heat, pounced on us like prey. No one was safe out here. No bird, no lizard, not even the rocks that lay the land. The Subaru once more made its way down the ever familiar lonely road, caressing the Earth and knocked here and there by its bumps and valleys. Peaks of brown and beige surrounded us, and a quiet came forward. We were in the Martian landscape of Death Valley. The only way I can really describe...


Strangers Stopping Strangers: Chapter 1

Strangers Stopping Strangers: Chapter 1

“Our” Dead story, or at least the convergence of the So Many Roads family for myself, begins under the roof of a hazy Nationwide Arena in 2015. This night at Nationwide was not just another night led by a pop crooner or a bedazzled hip-hop act. No, this was the night the Dead came to town. For me, this would be my first Dead and Company show of the countless that would enter my life in the near future. For me, it would all foreshadow a summer living on...


"One of the Last Adventures in America": Part 3: "Roll Those Laughing Bones"

"One of the Last Adventures in America": Part 3: "Roll Those Laughing Bones"

A precious road lay ahead, brushing left and right as it ascends the side of a mountain. The car was rocking back and forth on this excuse for a road, with hundreds of feet, perhaps thousands, a mere few feet away from the edge. Every twist and turn was met with sweaty palms, as I navigated the car up this ziggurat of nature. Zion had greeted us truly with a challenge with this road. The road seemed to lead on and on, and it was hard not to peek...


"One of the Last Adventures in America": Part 2: "Spent the Night in Utah"

"One of the Last Adventures in America": Part 2: "Spent the Night in Utah"

Morning came, and so did the grogginess of stretching our energies the day before. Slinking around the hotel room, we slowly packed our bags, brushed our teeth, yawning and speaking of where to go next. We still had several days before the first show in Vegas. Between the rocky mountains of Colorado, and the plains of Nevada, lay the rocky auspices of Utah. My dad had tipped me off that on our way to Vegas, we were going to be right by the Canyonlands and Arches national parks. A...