I am very excited to announce that I will be creating a quarterly, physical newsletter designed to keep you in step with all of my musical shenanigans. The L.K. Bulletin will be mailed out to you on the season, and the first edition will be available on June 21st. I am enlisting the help of my dear friend and fellow paper fanatic, Mallery Pierce. This will be a love child of sorts, as Mallery and I are both a little paper/scissors/glue obsessed, and are looking forward to rifling through our scrap paper collections and making a huge mess together. Each newsletter will be unique with plenty of love thrown in for good measure. All I need from you is your address, and you will soon find your copy of The L. K. Bulletin in the mailbox. Just go to the LKBulletin tab on the right to sign up!
With love, Laura
P.S. For those of you who are on the move, I’m also going to be sending out a digital version directly to your inbox. Imagine that! So send along your email address.
A very monumental event recently transpired in my life, and I feel like I must share it with anyone who has an interest in my musical endeavors. For some time now, I’ve been on the hunt for the perfect acoustic guitar. In my search for “the one”, I played Taylors, Martins Seagulls, Gibsons, Breedloves, ANYTHING I could get my hands on. The owner of my local music store, About Music, had a wide selection of acoustics and stocked more Larrivee guitars than I had ever seen on one wall. I would go in for hours at a time and play, trying to get a feel for different tone woods and find each guitar’s specific voice.
Then a couple of weeks ago, I picked up a Larrivee that had never caught my eye before. It was an L-03 special edition with a sitka spruce soundboard (go figure) and walnut back and sides. It was love at first listen. From the first time I played this guitar, I couldn’t get over it. I’m not even going to try to describe it’s unique sound in words, you’ll just have to keep an ear out on new recordings or come hear it in person. Beacause it is Canadian made, American played, I had to name it Neil. Even weeks in to my ownership of this beautiful instument, I still wake up in the morning, give it a strum, and can’t believe it’s actually mine.
Neil K. Balke
Oh, and I’ve got a few shows lined up that would be the perfect opportunity to meet Neil. I hope to see you there!