Dear Mom

Well, I suppose you want to hear the real story of what went on during my world tour a few years back.  This is one for the history books so pay attention.

Here it goes, and since those days are far behind us now, I guess it’s safe to tell you the truth, but keep in mind there, is a lot of hurt and heartbreak in here.  Besides, this is how I want it to be recorded for history.

OK, remember, some names may or may not have been changed to protect the innocent, and whoever else may or may not be involved.

Alright, as you may or may not remember I left the crumbling state of depression that is Michigan in February of 2009.  President Obama had just been elected and we were knee deep in a pool of economic crisis.  I decided it might be better to go to California and start a band than stay in Michigan and slowly die.  So, off to Los Angeles I went to live with my friend Laura so we could start a band. We already had a manager and sound guy from some earlier stuff we had done at home in Michigan, so all we needed was a bus. 

So we played a few gigs around Los Angeles, saved up enough money for a bus and headed to Northern California.  At that point I think we were known as Gingera.  The Jethro Tull cover band that doesnt know much, or even like much Jethro Tull.  We knew we had to change our name when we left Los Angeles, because we were getting much better, and didn’t want to be known as the Jethro Tull cover band that didn’t know any Jethro Tull songs any longer. 

I think it was around that time we became The Midnight Gardner’s. The name worked for a little bit while we toured the Pacific North West. We were doing pretty good there when the fans started requesting harder songs, and the fan is always right so we often found ourselves trying to play Iron Maiden, when we are clearly much more an Oasis and Radiohead type band.  Well at that point we were anyways, we tried a lot of different styles over or musical career.  We did find a lead singer in Seattle though, she went by the name of Cher, it was right around then that we left the Pacific Norhtwest for Stockholm.  We bought the tickets and took off, with no money left, we were relying solely on our talent to get us a place to stay for a few nights.