What a great time of the year. Seeing your old cousin Fred with the lazy eye, eating a few belt sizes worth of deliciously shitty food and waking up the next day at 3 a.m. for work*

*if you happen to work in retail.

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Good ole’ Thanksgiving. I love it. And I want to wish you a happy one.

Thank you.

Thank you for listening.  Thank you for watching.  Thank you for the really great mail. Thank you for the really great comments. Thank you for downloading (legally.) Thank you for downloading (illegally.) Kinda.  No, really, thank you. Thank you for coming to see me play. Thank you for staying after to chat afterwards. Thank you for spreading the word. Thank you for wearing a t-shirt or sticker proudly.

You know what’s funny? I’m really thankful to the people who go to great lengths to support me, whatever city I’m in, or on the Internet and yet, they often immediately thank me in return.

“What the hell did I do?” is my normal response in my head. It’s unfathomable that I give as much as you do. But I might get an email, or a person after the show tell me that my music really makes a difference to them.

That they listen to “Duende” everyday on the way to high school. Or “Purple” on their way to pick up their kids from school. I mean, put yourself in my place. It’s mindboggling! And honestly, that’s more than you could ever fucking hope for as a creative person. I mean you haven’t felt like a million bucks until you hear something like that.

With any luck, this year is going to be a big one for us. I’ve got two albums worth of great new stuff I can’t want to share. A big, big full band tour. A few festivals. More LR Sessions, music videos and…and…and…

And you know what, we’re only doing this because you let us.

So here’s to you and I.

Here’s to us.

Happy Thanksgiving.