Today I write you from the lavish backstage area at Norfolk, VA's Norva Theatre. Of course, anywhere with an artists-only bathroom seems palatial by our standards, but for goshsakes, pressing “3A” in the elevator takes you to a basketball court, and apparently there's a hot tub somewhere around here.
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Oh, right. By “that,” I mean Jazz Fest. Sure, a Jazz Fest retrospective may seem a bit late by now, but (here’s where I kinda-sorta cop to being lazy) when you paratroop right into the thick of it at the end of a two-week tour, it takes a little while to fully recover and process everything.
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Okay, it’s time to get serious. We’ve had more time off the first half of this year than all of last year (probably? Maybe?)
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Well, it sure is tour. The first leg of the Age of Van Tour is complete (that's right, this is one of those fancy tours with an official-sounding name and a stylish limited-edition t-shirt), and now we are a week into the second, much longer leg.
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