Its the dog days of summer, friends. Can’t you see an old hound lying under the porch trying to stay cool? That’s what I think always think of and I tend to think of myself right there under the porch next to the poor puppy, trying in vain to stay cool but not doing much aside from panting with my tongue hanging out.

Evidently, the Dog Days have something to do with astronomy. When the Dog Stars are most visible in the night sky coincides with temperatures that only mad dogs and Englishmen are fool enough to endure.

The Ringos and all right thinking people are going to be at the Deli, guzzling cold beverages and trying as much as possible to stay out of the heat.

That’s a good idea, don’tcha think?

The flyer has more of an astrology theme which has nothing to do with dogs, the summer heat, or the stars. I suppose some folks equate the stars with Ouija boards and horoscopes, but I’m just thinking about playing with the band and being cool in all the ways we generally are.

I’ve known Irish Gipson for 37 years. I made this from a video he posted on Facebook. I don’t know if he’s seen it but I hope he likes it. It was fun to make.

We’re working like busy little Spunky Creek beavers. Come check us out at our monthly hoot’n holler at the Deli. It’s real good. Next time we see Irish, We’ll get him up to sing a song or two.

Summer’s here and the time is right for The Ringos Happy Hour at The Deli.
We’re pretty darned pleased to be have Crucial Eddy Cotton joining us all the way from Jacksonville, FLA. It could be pretty derned special or it could be something else altogether. 

Last week seemed like it was going to be in the woodshed but it turned out to be quite a rocking little time. Just when you think you know all the rules, something comes along and changes them. This is perfectly OK. We’re doing the second Friday in a row then won’t be back at home base until July 7 when we will be joined by Crucial Eddy Cotton. There you have it.

Friends and neighbors, the Ringos have been toiling in the woodshed of creative genius. The woodshed, where all creative genius should take place, is actually an office deep in the recesses of the ultra top-secret Ringos World Headquarters, somewhere in Langley, VA or south Cleveland county or one of those other double naught spy locations cloaked in secrecy and international intrigue.

Regardless, were working on some stuff and we’ll probably play some of it at the Deli.

 

Here we are, making noise and broadcasting peace & love to our brothers, sisters and everybody else at The Deli. Get off work, come on over, and lets change the world. If we can’t change the world, we can have a few cocktails and see where that leads.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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My old pal Curtis Daftari has been trying to book the Ringos for round about 25 years. He succeeded and we played Buffalo Run Casino’s Trailer Park Lounge all the way north almost to Canada in Miami, OK. It was tons of fun and I think we passed the audition. Even if we didn’t, it was a righteous good time and those are too hard to come by.

Prior to our current run of shows, The Ringos have been sporadic for the past few years. We’ve endured the typical show business glitches, crooked managers stealing everything except our massive tax debt, prison, the time we spent underground in Grady county before being exiled to Costa Rica which, honestly, was a step up. It was the usual VH1 Behind the Music rock and roll stuff.

However, now things are rolling. Imagine that, a Casino! Seriously, all the above mentioned trials and tribulations are mostly true. Perhaps we’ve lived these past few years under slightly more mundane circumstances, but our trials and tribulations come with all the difficulty such things have.

The truest of the true things are that we had a swell time and Curtis is a righteous dude.

And, a casino, imagine that! It seems like We’ve Only Just Begun (cue The Carpenters).

Here’s a demo of some new stuff we’re working on. Its yet another from the Barn sessions that got left behind. Don’t ask what it’s about. That’s the sort of thing that got us in trouble and we’re all on the straight and narrow now. Really, I swear.

 

Ready for it? Well, here we are.