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 Calico King is made up of 3 dudes born just about a mile or so north of 4th and Lavaca, where this photo was taken. Playing music isn’t easy. Fuck. People might think it’s not a lot to manage, but that’s ok. Any job has it’s potential side effects. The life we chose guarantees very little success but gold backs spending days trying to balance two, even three sources of income, thankless audiences, late hours, endless promotion, endless tasks to be done, and the pending fear that your worst nightmare is real and you spent years doing something that is devoid of real value. To that bitch and moan attitude, I say, “Fuck, no!” This city is made up of an endless jukebox of bars, clubs, and saloons totally over saturated with live music. It’s my distinct honor and pleasure to add to that chaos. Like any band, success that translates to money or comforts is a very pleasant dream, and certainly not to be blatantly passed up on if offered. But as a proud, grateful son of this skyline - I say to any and everybody in the 512- Calico is a band that plays for you, and we will play with full hearts until we go deaf or all fingers fall off. Those are small sacrifices we make to spend time performing in one of the world’s most vibrant live music scenes.

 I like to take pictures of the city, from any elevated vantage if I end up down town. I play with crazy filters on Photo Shop until the picture looks like a still life of the imagery on the page. They remind me that I play, record, write, write about, listen to, eat, sleep, shit and fuck music. I get to do that with my best friends, and then share what we make from the live music capital of the world. 

All love to the 512