Augustana

It's been over three years since Augustana released their juggernaut anthem, "Boston," to the world. After years of touring and topping the charts being the hit, the San Diego rockers have returned to give you a third helping of the catchy hooks and infectious piano melodies that the band has become known for. Read on.

hello everyone. i’m writing to you right now from san diego as we’re about a month away from the album release. the wheels are most definitely turning on ’can’t love can’t hurt’; the discs are being pressed as I type, the video is finished and sweet n’ low is starting to sneak its way into a couple radio stations. it may seem like we’ve been off tour forever, but i promise we’ve been working real hard on getting everything ready for this record to come out. it’s great to see the new headlining tour dates seeing as though we’re all pretty anxious to get back out on tour and see all of you. i know there’s a couple cities we’re missing but hopefully we’ll be coming close enough where everyone can make it out. these new songs are a blast for us to play live and we’re hoping that it’ll be just as fun for all ya’ll to watch.

we’re bringing out a great crew for this tour including winston south (justin’s french bull dog), lucy layus (dan’s pug) and several other characters. we’re gonna have a girly man named chase behind the camera, the CEO and content supervisor of buffalojokes.net/tour manager B Gordo, and a furry fellow named andy teching the guitars. we’re hoping to get some video blogs for you guys to let you know how things are going. however, if you do notice that we’re being lazy about it, please don’t be afraid to grab me by the collar and shout, "john. you’re being a lazy jerk. please post the video blogs like you promised." i assure you i won’t be mad. if that seems too intimidating you could just kick chris in the shin as hard as you can; that’ll work too.

also onboard will be mrs. layus and our doodlebop tech ’little layus’. i really won’t be surprised if the madness of our little partridge family makes its way onstage in the form of our 16 month old ’hype toddler’ chasing two funny looking white dogs (or vice versa) across the monitors. expect the usual facial hair, parking lot wiffle ball games, golden thighs, bocce ball matches, skateboard crashes; ya know just all that normal stuff that happens when the sun’s out.

on that note i feel compelled to go spend some time outside, where san diego is reminding why i live here. it’s a beautiful day, and i’m sorry if i’ve made any of you jealous of the fact that it’s like 73 degrees right now. i also have to head to the market to buy some goods so i can cook chris a healthy meal instead of watching him go to juanitas, ricos, mexico viejo, filibertos or robertos so he can scarf innumerable california burritos and rolled tacos with guac. i think tonite we’ll do some pumpkin ravioli with a brown butter sage and maybe some grilled asparagus. that sounds nice.

mmmmm. to the market i go

ciao

john vincent