September Notes

Hello rain, good bye fires. Hopefully. I’m sure enjoying the bluer skies lately. Aren’t you?

Had SUCH a wonderful time at Targhee Music Camp. So grateful for those four days, and I would strongly recommend that anyone interested in spending four days immersed in music with like-minded, fun people—go next year. It gave me such a musical boost emotionally and pragmatically. I also got to personally know some of my musical heros like Mary Gauthier (song-writing classes), all of the gals from Red Molly (music business class, voice class, songwriting class), and just hanging out with the likes of Spencer Bohren, Sand Sheff, Joe Craven, Tony Trischka, as well as many fine, inspiring musicians who attended classes with me.

Lots coming up in September, and it would be so great to see you at some of these fun events:

But first just a reminder about tonight, August 28: Come on down to the Bozeman Taproom, 101 North Rouse, for a solo acoustic performance. I'll bring my unique brand of folky, bluesy, heartfelt tunes. Expect influences from John Prine to Bonnie Raitt and everything in between. 7 to 9 pm. No cover, tips appreciated.

Friday, September 7: I’m happy to be returning with the fun folks at Santa Fe Reds, 1235 North 7th for the three Ms: Music, Margaritas, and Mexican Food. Yum. Out on the patio from 6 to 8 pm. Just asked to be seated outside near the music. No cover, tips appreciated.

Tuesday, September 11: Join me at one of my favorite watering holes, the Bozeman Spirits Distillery, for a solo performance. 121 West Main Street, 5:30 to 7:30 pm. They’ve got great Mule specials every Tuesday. It’s an intimate, cozy space.

Tuesday, September 25: One more time at Santa Fe Reds, 1235 North 7th for the three Ms: Music, Margaritas, and Mexican Food. What could beat that? Try the Cadillac Margarita. Oh yeah. Out on the patio from 6 to 8 pm. Just asked to be seated outside near the music. No cover, tips appreciated.

Thanks for the support! And let’s look for some blue skies and fun times as the days get shorter and—yikes—colder.

All the best,
Edis


Edis Kittrell