little wings & baba birdman

i'm in love with everyone and everything they've ever done — kyle field

currently i'm listening to song clips of little wings, the birth child of kyle field, a friend and former co-op mate. kyle is the type of artist we all day dream of being: wandering, creating, believing and living the life. he turned me on to uncle tupelo years ago over breakfast at big sky. i'll never forget it. they quickly became one of my favorite bands. he also encouraged me to write songs and play my guitar. one of my favorite nights ever was a bunch of us gathered around a big fire in the backyard -- for dan's birthday -- and kyle playing guitar and his friend playing fiddle and the rest of us crooning where we could.

kyle is a gifted wordsmith... a true poet. take a listen to sand canyon.

kyle and matt ward (another former co-op mate) used to have a band called rodriguez; the type of local band that people continue to talk about long after the band broke up and the members moved outta town (mostly to portland). matt's latest cd was featured on npr last fall.

tonight kyle is playing with rob, yes another old co-op mate. somehow rob's moniker has morphed (devolved?) from bobby birdman to baba birdman. i've never heard him perform, but once greatly offended him (and others at the table) when i mentioned that organs do not belong in rock bands. ahem. i stand corrected [insert grin here].

tonight i'll venture to two dogs cafe to catch both little wings and baba birdman in morro bay. they play san luis tomorrow, rumored to be a strolling and singing show. once i saw kyle perform an entire gig with a mexican blanket covering his head (the alt-folky miles davis approach?) and another time kyle stood still in the middle of farmer's market holding a makeshift handmade sign that urged people to "settle down." so strolling and singing sounds good and interesting. if you are sloward on friday, definitely check it out.