While this summer has buried our fine city in oppressive, sticky heat; I had buried myself in guitars, amps and pedals – dialing in what is my 1/3 of the dewey defeats truman sound. Weeks later – James, Scott and I ended our 15 year hiatus, reconvening in a small, stuffy rehearsal studio in central San Diego. As soon as the first note of the first song rung out, the wall of sound I remembered so fondly from years past, tore through the room and plastered smiles across all three of our faces. It’s good to be back…

(more soon!)