We’re on the road today, on the way to Tama, Iowa, for a show at the bluegrass cafe. We’re in a rented minivan, packed to the gills with gear. After tonight’s show, it’s a marathon drive to Colorado Springs for our show there Thursday evening.

I’m recuperating from Strep, which isn’t the best way to start a tour. I’m guzzling water and taking Amoxicliin tablets the size of Kennedy half dollars, hoping that I’ll be getting better rather than worse as the week wears on. I all but lost my voice last week, and haven’t really tested it since. We have two sets ahead of us tonight, which is as good a test as any.

More later.