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There is so much happening in the new world of Andrew McMahon in the Wilderness, but few things more important than the announcement of our fall tour. It’s been some time since I have embarked on a proper headlining run and an even longer time since I have been out supporting a new full length record (more on that soon). This is an incredibly exciting time for me and the band. The new songs feel built for the stage and I cannot wait to share them alongside old favorites this fall. I hope to see you there!

Here are the first batch of dates, will be announcing more soon! Pre-sale will begin on Wednesday 7/23 on Ticketmaster & Applauze and on sale will be 7/25.

10/14 – San Diego, CA @ House of Blues
10/15 – Los Angeles, CA @ The Fonda Theatre
10/17 – San Francisco, CA @ Slim’s
10/18 – San Francisco, CA @ The Independent
10/20 – Vancouver, BC @ Rio Theatre
10/21 – Portland, OR @ Hawthorne Theatre
10/22 – Seattle, WA @ The Neptune
10/23 – Boise, ID @ Knitting Factory
10/25 – Denver, CO @ The Summit Music Hall
10/26 – Kansas City, MO @ Uptown Theater
10/28 – St. Louis, MO @ The Ready Room
10/29 – Minneapolis, MN @ First Avenue
10/31 – Chicago, IL @ Vic Theatre
11/5 – Toronto, ON @ Opera House
11/22 – Nashville, TN @ 3rd & Lidsley
11/24 – Austin, TX @ Emo’s
11/25 – Houston, TX @ Fitzgerald’s – Upstairs
11/26 – Dallas, TX @ Granada Theater
11/28 – Las Vegas, NV @ Hard Rock Live


This morning in Iowa I awoke to a box full of records falling to the floor with a thud as my summer home turned a corner made for more nimble vessels. Sound seems to shake me from various states of sleep no matter the position of the sun or the aperture of my eyelids, these days.

Yesterday, it was the chime of a message from my brother, letting us know from another coast that he’d heard a song we’d just played live for the first time, barely finished, beaming through the radio in his car. Last night, it was a fan who’d had to wait nearly a decade to hear the songs we played ring through the speakers, and whose inability to keep from crying once the first chorus hit raised the presumed dead within me.

When an apology for the tears was passed my way, it was all I could do to simply offer my gratitude for the shared emotion. What’s easy to forget no matter which side of the stage you’re on at any given time, is that in deciding on music, whether for an evening, a lifetime or some portion thereof, we are deciding together to let go, to fall apart, to embrace each other as parts of a whole, if we’re to approach it with any honesty at all.

I am such a huge fan of all of my friends, and the depth of appreciation I saw last night in a small town in Illinois gave me pause to hope that I tell them often enough how much they inspire me. To get a chance to show each other the raw emotion that we evoke in one another, during even just the performance of everyday life, a complex and daring act in itself if done right, is one of the most amazing opportunities we have at hand. If you ever feel the need to freak out about a piece of art, a song, a single syllable, something that someone made, by all means - freak out. The world needs more of us who are willing to dance, scream, shout, lose our minds and jump for joy, even if - especially if - it’s right in the faces of our friends and peers. We could all use a little encouragement to get a little weirder and wilder every day, without worrying about being cool and collected.

After a spring of working on new music with many friends old and new, the band and I have packed our things and joined the growing McMahon family, Andrew and his wife Kelly, road dog Doris Day and new baby Cecilia, for some dates throughout the country debuting material as Andrew McMahon in the Wilderness for a record I’m happy to be a small part of, with a single out today called Cecilia and the Satellite. Tonight we meet up with Matt Nathanson, and tomorrow, Gavin DeGraw, for a summer of wandering and singing, and I hope our little family band will find you along the way.

From a bus with a wheaton terrier in the driver’s seat,

Clark W. Griswold






Seriously, Rugrats was not fucking around.

People don’t give Rugrats enough credit for how progressive it was. I mean think about it.

  • Chuckie, for most of the series is raised by a single father
  • Angelica’s mother was a high ranking corporate executive
  • Phil and Lil’s mom was a feminist 
  • She also breastfed them (which the show actually depicted)
  • Tommy is half-Jewish and the show actually explored this part of his heritage

Seriously, this show was fucking amazing!! They just don’t make ‘em like this anymore….

Also don’t forget that Chuckie had an interracial family after the second movie.

How are you guys forgetting Susie? I mean her mom was a doctor and her dad was a writer for a famous Children’s TV show. Not to mention Kimmie was anything BUT submissive.

Remember when they had episodes that hit hard to issues kids might be dealing with? Chuckie only had his Dad on Mothers Day, Tommy had to deal with being outshadowed by a new baby brother, Phil and Lil were constantly being mixed up and then they had a couple episodes where they each found that even as a twin they were their own people.
Man Rugrats was the shit.

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