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December 13th, 2002It's getting very close to the end of our perimeter of America tour. We see the holidays screaming down the pipe at us and shiver with anticipation (and yer basic sleep deprivation and malnourishment). From Boston to Florida to San Diego to Washington state to Buffalo to NYC to Michigan to Ohio and then home for the big Weeping Tile Xmas show in Kingston. If all goes as planned Sean, Cam and I should arrive in time for soundcheck on the 22nd of December, which is what the poster says is the date of the show (how fitting is that!). Im putting the finishing touches on another fascinating tour journal and were getting set to mix our new record in January with hopes of a late spring release. Happy Holidays from all of us to all of you. Thanks for supporting the cause!
November 23rd, 2002Big news if you have eyes in your face! I've finally hooked up the new photo section. It's linked to the 'images' button over there
October 12th, 2002Big news if you have children in your life! Butterfingers! "The People we Know",our 1st cd of music for young (and old) is now available through the good people over at maplemusic.com A perfect Christmas gift, eh? Stay tuned for more news on this exciting project. Websites, shows and more recorded music (Butterfingers! "The songs We Sing" is almost finished), all coming your way.
September 2nd, 2002We're home now from a big ole tour of America. Here's what the nice people from the San Francisco Chronicle had to say about us: When the sound crew played Pink Floyd's "The Wall" at last year's "Pledge of Allegiance" tour stop in San Jose, biding time until the fine fellows from Slipknot deemed themselves ready to take the stage, at least one of the older members of the audience was surprised at how great the record still sounded. Having played "The Wall" -- the all-time teenage dirtbag concept album -- countless times as an addlepated suburban high schooler a couple decades ago, I'd been thinking I'd never need to hear it again. Wrong! Or better yet: Luther Wright & the Wrongs. This inspired Canadian twang band has filled a niche few of us knew needed filling: With fiddle, pedal steel guitar and a meandering banjo, they have recast "The Wall" as a hillbilly song cycle. A horse opera, if you will. Sound ridiculous? They're dead serious, and darn good at it. It's an altogether different kind of "space cadet glow." .
August 30th, 2002Here's a review of the last show of this summers big tour that you can read at the Illinois Entertainment site.
August 10th, 2002Aww, shucks folks, Sean's laptop seems to have died a horrible death. This leaves the boys without a means of posting to the site while they're out on their current thrilling tour! So, they've got to depend on me (your eternally faithful web-chump (or poobah)) to post website updates for them. Me, being the jerk that I am, had something of a personal emergency situation that kept me from my computers for a week or so... So this update is one Luther sent me some time ago, and here I am posting it. Better late than a boot to the head, I guess, although if you can pull both, more power to ya! Apparently
'If you hit this link- you can vote for Luther Wright & the Wrongs new video of Comfortably Numb and help get it played. (the more hits it gets, the better its chance to see airtime in both canada and the u.s.)That's what Luther says. And speaking of luther... I'm hard at work on a frantabulorous image uploading script that will allow the boys to directly upload images to the site, so's you (the aforementioned little people (I mean that in the elf-like sense, of course)) can enjoy up to the minute irrelevant pictures taken by the boys using their Wal-Mart digital camera! They be so dang hi-tech, by gum! The first batch of HOTHOT pics is sitting here on my laptop, just waiting for the perfection of said script. Perhaps I'll offer up this gem to show y'all what you've got to look forward to. (Please note that I am not in any way intoxicated as I write this.) (Seriously. I'm just that sophomoric.) Feast heartily on my innards,
You can vote as many times as you want.'