Official Artist
Vienna Teng
Composer
, Musician
, Singer
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Hello from Northern California, where I’ve been camped since mid-December or so. I swear I didn’t orchestrate this as an escape from the East Coast winter; at any rate, the house here has its thermostat set to 58 degrees Fahrenheit, which gets my teeth chattering rather effectively. Late last night the power went out in [...]
Life finally slowed down enough for me in September to sort through the mound of receipts, reports, bank statements and envelopes that comprise the Green Caravan tour paperwork. I have such a highly organized, scientifically engineered system of accounting, it’d make any CPA proud. Really. That’s why it took me three months to gather the [...]
This tour was an experience like no other. So much work, so much fun. Learned a lot about the bigger world out there, both musically and environmentally/socially. Met some remarkable people, reconnected with others, played for some really outstanding audiences. I think I am also done with not having a tour manager. Marika, Dina and Alex [...]
Lexington KY, backstage at the woodsongs radio broadcast… met a lovely young lad named ben who sheepishly asked to play marika’s cello, saying, “yeah, i’ve studied a little”… turns out hes going on tour with some guy named bela fleck in his sparrow quartet later this month. besides that, he can play his ass [...]
a powerful, heart wrenching look into the darkest hours of the fried caravan tour. around the time this was filmed the band was seriously considering eating the opening act. sorry, jenny.
after weeks of fruitless experimentation, the band finally discovers the precise combination of three words that can break marika’s stoic exterior and send her into uncontrollable spasms of laughter on command: LET - HER - BE (said with generous carolina drawl). try it sometime.
after a fun show in moundridge KS, alex stumbled upon a crowd gathered around his cajon, examining it as if they had just found it at the bottom of a smoldering crater in a corn field. i think they were looking for the midgets inside making all that racket… shh, don’t scare them…
in a remote stretch of kansas, the crew attempts (foolishly) to find a taste of the bay area… or at the very least, a taste of vegetables.
hey guys, sitting backstage at the ark, finally have a chance to post our first food blog entry… we’ve managed to amass some culinary gems over the past week or two, as evidenced by these pics. the piece de resistance, of course, was our field trip to hooters (initiated by vienna and marika), where the girls [...]
a powerful, heart wrenching look into the darkest hours of the fried caravan tour. around the time this was filmed the band was seriously considering eating the opening act. sorry, jenny.
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