Recorded at Ryan Freeland's Stampede Origin Studios in Los Angeles in the fall of 2010, and released in spring 2011 on Signature Sounds Records, Horse Latitudes is a blur of cigarettes and Brazillian food, booze and coffee, astroturf and wildflowers. I never felt so unsettled making a record, or more unsure that what I brought to the table was any good. I never struggled as hard through the process, or felt so at sea as a writer or singer, and yet with the dust down and some years passed, it feels to me like one of the more coherent things I ever made. So there's that.

This week – Thursday 10/29, 8PM EDT/USA – I’ll play through all the songs on my fourth solo album, alone on acoustic guitars, from the relative comfort of my home, where the exact ratio and combination of vices is generally ready to hand. I don't know if you ever tried to play music alone by cell phone to a thousand people you can't see, but it requires an interesting frame of mind.

I wrote Horse Latitudes in the months before and after my daughter was born, and it's inluenced by that change of life, and by the work of Elizabeth Kolbert, Bill McKibben, and Barry Lopez, among others. It's an album about a reckoning, mine and ours. The songs live where the end of youth meets the end of nature, and they come from a series of vivid dreams I'd had, of people I'd known and loved, and the things I'd seen in the first half of my life, and a decade on the road.

You can tune in via the link below, on the TOUR page, or on the Facebook. If you're able, and these songs have meant something to you, you can square up via Paypal, Venmo, or the U.S. Mail, as you see fit. I sure appreciate it.

On a side note, the number of letters incoming since I started doing these online shows has been startling, and sweet, and sort of overwhelming. I'm afraid if I tried to sit down and write back to every e-mail, I'd never write another word of anything else ever again, much less get the woodpile stacked before it freezes. I just want you know that I read them, and generally even get back sometimes, if getting back is called for.