BOZEMAN, WE MEAN BUSINESS: Stephanie from MSU/GD is picking me up in 33 minutes. We head into town where she’ll nourish me with a healthy breakfast. With fuel in the tank, we roll over to MSU to hang with the students. Roundtabling! We’ll chew the fat, shake some hands, look at work, talk a little trash, share stories, etc. This goes on for a chunk of the day.

Now, tonight, that’s a little different. We are here with a spirited MULTIMEDIA PRESENTATION and will be GIVING OUR ALL to those brave enough to show up. This happens at 7:30 in the PM, at Reynolds Recital Hall. All Bozeman champion citizens are invited. Hell, even the sketchy ones. In fact, even better, ALL MONTANANS are invited. Someone call Butte! Someone put up a smoke signal to Billings.

Plus, like so many other shows we’ve pulled off, we come bearing spirited merch, offered up at “Montana-Only” prices. We made a poster for you guys. For Montana. I’m no stranger to that long highway that cuts you in half, and have fond, long memories of driving the whole width of the place. One time, Leigh and I did the “Highline Tour” all the way across Highway 2. That took patience! And I’ll be damned if Glacier National Park isn’t the FINEST BIT OF MAJESTIC MOUNTAIN SCENERY in our contiguous United States! Not to hard to GET COSMIC around that kind of wonder and beauty. Wow. So yeah, we tackled Montana, and sure, the sumbitch put up a fight. We had to consult a pack of Montana rascals, too: Eric Lovejoy, Chris Latray, Mike Kirkpatrick and Seth Neilsen kept our asses in line.

If you look up above you’ll see Seizure Palace’s Nick peeking over his handiwork. So good! (SP: Thank you for the rush job, and dealing with the bullshit the DDC oozes. Appreciated!) Okay, okay. Today we unleash these to Bozeman, and if we make it back to Portland, we’ll have them on our site for ALL of Montana to enjoy. Deal with it. Don’t let these one slip through your elk horns. So much Montana in there.

One night only, Bozeman! Be there!