of Bon Iver.
“Happy Election Day.”
Thats the text message I’ve got from more than a few friends this morning.
I just want to share my own joy and pride to be alive and to be a part of this country on this day.
This is our time. We are entering our Golden Age.
When we look back at this when we are old, we will know it as the time when America got its transfusion; with the red blood of the fore fathers of this young country and true patriots running through us again.
Cheers to hope. … and to not think of us as prospering until those hopes are realized. Untill people are treated as people, and the dream of this America can actually put its shoes on and walk out of door its been behind for too long and smell the morning.
Happy Election Day.
love from Bon Iver headquarters,
Cold is Here
Its here. This is why we live here.
Its been announced: we are playing our final show of this crazy year, in the only place we could: Eau Claire, Wisconsin.
I don’t know when tickets go on sale or anything, but soon… We are playing the State Theatre downtown on Dec. 22nd.
I can’t wait to be there and share the show with anyone of you that can make it.
In the meantime, I am working on a remix of Lykee Li’s “Dance Dance Dance” and I have to say, its been really exciting to work on. I don’t know when it’ll be out, but I am, for now, dubbing it the ‘Hoosiers mix’.
And in the other meantime, we are having bon fires in the backyard.
We are Home.
We are home. And you may or may not know how incredible it is to say.
Sean gets married this weekend.
We are drinking coffee at Racy’s.
We are drinking beer at the Joynt.
We are eating at Egg Rolls Plus.
We are driving in the sun, the sumac red trees and golden mazes.
We are home.
Wanted to add to the “year end thanks” list previously talked about:
My friend Beth Urdang, who runs her own music supervision company in new york called Agoraphone, heard the album almost before anyone in the world did, and she believed in it and helped us, in no small way, believe in it. Thanks, Beth.
Here we are. Whoa.
We are in Groningen, Holland. Just woke up and walked into this indoor festival we are playing called Take Root. AND… I’m blown away.
I had no idea where we were even playing today, let alone a festival, let alone in this AMAZING room. Then I looked at the posters, and realized John Hiatt is playing. And I may get to meet him today.
I cannot tell you how many times, in Autumn, I have listened to “Have a Little Faith in Me” in my life.
Year End Thanks. Early.
…was thinking today that there are so many people to thank and that I should make a list and put it out at christmas, just saying… you know, “We owe you our life”, kind of thing.
But was also thinking whats better than the moment of thanks, to give that thanks.
So, today, I was thinking about Ryan Matteson. The man behind the Muzzle of Bees blog.
Now, we’re thankful for alot of people, and plan on thanking all of them at some point; publicly as they come. But today, Ryan has just been in mind.
He first me when Bon Iver was just a ‘demo’ in the back pocket at South-By in 2007, when I was playing with the Rosebuds there. We kept in touch, which rarely happens when you meet people out on the road, but we had a super Wisconsin bro-down, with beer in hand.
Ever since, Ryan has been a champion and a friend. And now he is even working with unbelievably wonderful crew at the Pabst Theatre in Milwaukee, doing great things to create art and atmosphere in our state. The Pabst, in our humble opinion is quite possibly, the most beautiful venue in America.
Bon Iver says thanks Ryan.
See you on State St. soon.
A Farewell to a House In New Auburn, WI
On Monday Night, I travelled to a house in New Auburn I’ve been too many times in the last 5 years.
It was 5 years ago that I first met Mike Perry. It just so happens that this man, who I met through my best friends Phil and Brad (who were babysat by Mike when they were young) is a very, very well known author from said town. He wrote a book, Population 485, about.. .well, I could tell you what its about, but then I would have to tell you that is a book that most specifically and devastatingly defines my admiration and deep relationship I have for and with Northwestern, WI.
It was in this house, that my now friend, Mike, wrote this book. The book is soaked into the walls of this old house. Mike’s years of growing into the author he has become. On monday night, Mike, I and few musician friends got together to make an audio record of this house; before it gets sold here, coming up on thursday. We sat in the empty living room, in its magnificent reverberant glory and played a song that Mike wrote, called “Sweet Edge of Time”. Its safe to say this is one of my favorite songs. Its about waiting in the pines of Rusk and Chippewa counties, for a girl, until the sweet edge of time. We played numerous times, which was good, because it was too short to take in the energy of such a historical moment, for me.
Over the years, Mike and I have made an album together, hung out at barbecues, talked on the phone, and I can say that he really has been one of the most important friends to me through some of my tougher times in the last few years. He is a pillar human guy, a joy to be around and a talent and soul that I draw inspiration from every time I see him.
I felt like it was really special to be able to say goodbye to his house with him.
Goodbye Main St.
Paris, Paris, Paris.
we are home. we feel like we are resting. its good. we had an AMAZING time in Europe. We loved it. Everyone we met was incredible and so nice. In every city, little to big, we could have not had a more beautiful time. Impossible.
A highlight, not just of the tour, but of our lives, was playing for 30 or 40 people in a apartment in Paris. It was incredibly special, no amps, no pa, just a bunch of little instruments brought by our friends to the place. I can’t say enough about the beauty of the moments we endured there.
Below is a link to the take-away shows we did the same day for WONDERFUL people at La Blogotheque. It was all them. We are proud of it. Check it: