Heading out to case the promise land

So musesfool asked if I was perhaps going to post again soon. And if anything were going to make me, it would be Tom McRae.

I saw him last night, for, you know, the 11th time. Or maybe 12th. I have pretty much lost count by now. He was, as always, wonderful. And he had a really good band with him--including Oli, which is exactly as it should be. I feel like it's been ages since I saw him with a band, even though it's probably not, but it was nice to have the songs with a little more than just the acoustic instruments. And I am even more impressed than normal, because he was seriously losing his voice. He sounded pretty terrible when he was just speaking, and I have no idea how he hit and held the notes he did. How good is his voice normally, when he could do that sounded like he was 3 minutes away from death?

Brian Wright played with him, and did a set beforehand, and was also awesome. I got his album, and at some point, I need to put some of his stuff up here. He's kind of...country, but not at all like mainstream country. And once you've heard his lyrics, it won't really be a surprise at all why he hangs around with Tom. But he's really, really good live--the kind of good that makes everyone just shut up and listen.

Anyway, set list:

( cut for those of you who don't care )

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I have a Sam/Dean fic to post. I need to do that, because it is mostly sitting there getting in the way of me writing anything else. A task for tomorrow.

See, you thought I was kidding when I said there was fic. But no! The observant among you might notice that I have written this story 66 million times before, but whatever. I will most likely write it that many times again, until canon steps up and gives me a little happiness. Though I should also note that I am several eps behind, so this is probably not canon-compliant in any way whatsoever. To that, I also say, whatever. If I wait until I catch up to post it, season 6 will probably be finished. Also, I have Sports Night fic to write, and having this sitting around unposted is just letting me procrastinate on that.

The Only Thing We'll Hit Is Sunset
by laurificus, PG, 2,617 words
It's a year and half after Dean comes back from hell that Sam gets it.

Written for angelgazing, whose birthday was about forty years ago. She wanted name-calling and kissing, and since that's pretty much the only thing I ever want to write about them, I complied. On a delay, obviously.

Title taken from Josh Ritter. I'm pretty sure there's nothing to warn for here, except the schmoop. *g*

( The Only Thing We'll Hit Is Sunset )