Pod bay door.

The good news is, we've scored a ride to the stars. The bad news is... it's aboard a doomed ship sent from hell. Not the kind of luxury we're accustomed to, but hey... we'll manage.

Big Green will be departing for Jupiter, Neptune, Pluto, and points east (I believe it's east) on September 29 for our [INSERT NAME HERE] Interstellar Tour 2011. Not that the date is much of a concern, now that Mitch Macaphee has a tenuous hold on the time-space continuum. If we miss our launch date, what the hell, we just have Mitch send us back a few days. Depending upon what kind of a mood he's in, that could be easy or hard, very hard. (Actually, Matt thinks that if you run backwards really fast, you will go back in time. Call me a skeptic... though I've noticed that when you run forward real fast, time seems to move forward. If this were an elegant universe, the converse would be true. And no, I don't mean the sneaker.)

I should mention that, as we wait for our departure, we are in the midst of what I would call a series of "mini-sessions" in our Hammer Mill basement studio. These are related to production of our new podcast, THIS IS BIG GREEN, the second installment of which is now available on iTunes and directly from us peoples. This time out we're featuring a somewhat rich discussion of the thinking (or lack of same) behind our song "Quality Lincoln", a rough draft of which we include on the podcast. What we're doing is laying the basic tracks for a song, playing that on the podcast, and then finishing the song later for separate release. The result may be another album, a series of EPs, or something else entirely.

I should also add that "Quality Lincoln" is not so much one song, but rather three songs, knit together with sturdy fibers of ludicrousness. I suppose there are better ways to spend one's time as he/she waits for an accursed space vessel to pick him/her up. I just can't think of any, and I'll wager neither can you. Or perhaps I am mistaken.

Well, is that the time? Was that me talking just then? Perhaps. Hey - give the podcast a listen and let us know what you think. Send an email or something. More fodder for the podcast.

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