It’s overcast outside today and the chances of squeezing in a bike ride later today is negatable. I had originally planned to do this run at the gym this evening on the treadmill but I loathe the treadmill. So while it’s not currently raining outside, I’m squeezing in this 6k drill run now. This afternoon’s soundtrack is the ‘Analog‘ album by Al & the Transamericans.
Al & the Transamericans is a side project band formed by guitarist Al Schnier of moe. back in 1999. Hailing from the Northeast, the band is best described as a roots rock, alt country, Americana group. The music comprises a nice blend of bluegrass, country, and rock. All of the musicians have ‘day jobs’ in other bands (moe., Strangefolk, Okemah, and the Gordon Stone Trio).
So, basically, these guys all come to this simply for the love of playing a good three chord song. Their shows typically feature everything from straight up acoustic bluegrass barn-burners to balls out rock and I have been lucky enough at the past to see the band play at a few amazing venues such as an art gallery and an old stable behind a local castle (click HERE).
How cool is that?
I may have to drag out the bootleg of that show now for a future long run.
The album was released back in 2003 and was, really, only available (at first) from the merchandising table at their shows. And it’s fun. Essentially, it’s the Grateful Dead with a kick in the pants; warm-hearted and laid-back fuzzy, the sound slowly walks in, and gets friendlier as it goes. Great for a nice and relaxed drill run. Highlights include the album opener ‘Guitar‘ (actually a song written by Al’s wife’s which, coincidentally, is also included in it’s original demo version at the end of the album), the plucky ‘Old Friend‘, the red hot banjo brouhaha of ‘Red Hill Rd.‘, the incredible ‘Waiting for the Punchline‘ (which would receive the full on, dragged out extended jam treatment at both live Transamerican and moe. shows) and the rollicking ‘20th Century Man‘.
Well, whatever original thoughts I may have had upon leaving for my run that being overcast out might equate to a not-so-grueling run the likes of which I endured last week were quickly kiboshed immediately following the 1.25k warm up to the Friendship Trail. In fact, it’s just as hot and gross out. The pending Thunderstorm Watch that is being forecast for the area means that the humidity is through the fucking room.
Needless to say I suffered like a champ.
Ya know, maybe that treadmill might not have been such a bad idea after all.