It’s high time we tell you what mania we have in store for 2010… drum roll please…

Ever want to travel through all 50 states? Well join us as we launch our 2010 “50x5” Tour! We are playing all 50 states in 5 months. Coast to Coast, top to bottom, LA to NYC, Madison to New Orleans, and everywhere in between. We will be reporting from the road with video, blogs, newsletters and tweets at every stop so you can travel right alongside us. There will be prizes for those of you who show up in the most states and see the most shows. If you have ever wanted to see this gorgeous country of ours now is the time!

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Email us at GOODINGARMY@gmail.com and let us know what off the beaten paths you would like to see the band perform at. IE- a state or national park, street fair, something that encapsulates and represents your town, city or state. From bookstores to truck stops, house parties to music fests, no idea is a bad idea as we put this together so get involved!. Previous stops have included performing with the Beatrice, NE drumline as they performed our music, and playing 33 Border’s book stores in 30 days.

Songs from the upcoming release “THE RETURN” are up at all our sites. Please tell your friends/family and everyone you meet- If you live in the U.S. we are coming to you!

Gooding, Jesse and Billy

---GOODING TOUR/NEW ALBUM IN THE WORKS
---NEW PLACEMENTS
---LA SHOWS
---NEW MUSIC ONLINE


LITTLE RED RETURNS

The Angel/Devil was was a great ride, but we are thrilled to announce we are touring as “Gooding” soon. A brand new record and national dates are being formed as we speak. Jesse, Billy and I are thrilled to dust off “lil red” and take him coast to coast….

PLACEMENTS

Recent DVD's: Last Chance Harvery, State of Play, Battlestar Gallactica
Recent Commercials: Dodge, Jeep and Chrysler scored for Expansion Team, NYC

LIVE

Gooding at Joe’s Joint in LA Aug 6th -  8pm
Gooding at Orange County Fair Aug 7th - 10:30pm

THREE NEW SONGS

Please check out new demos at http://www.myspace.com/gooding

YOU HEARD IT HERE FIRST

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XOXO

Gooding

Fantastic 3 day break. Write, read, call, email, work out, eat at regular hours, pretend to have answers for all our problems with my friend and confidant- Mr. Wade Hampton. 3 full nights sleep and I’m ready to run a marathon people.  Wade has a vintage green couch that I refer to as THE PEAPOD (coined by Young Richards). Norman, Ok.- 2 sets at the Deli- No opener- down and dirty, lean and mean. Thanks to syd, stoney and family yet again for selling the wares and loading the gear. A stormy Oklahoma night made us miss the madwest. I told the guys I wanted to hit the hay after the show but billy kept whispering from the back seat.... “Waffle house…Norman tradition…waffle house”. So here I am again eating everything I can at 4am and then waking at 9am with “SUGARLEG SUGARLEG!!!”. Nothing like food turning to sugar to remind you it’s time to get up and get things done.

On a totally unrelated but beautiful note-  my new friend Patricia shared this with me. It was given to her by a writer named Jack Grapes and I am passing it on to you fine people...


From a lecture Albert Camus gave shortly before he died in 1960. The lecture was titled CREATE DANGEROUSLY.



"History's amphiteather has always contained the martyr and the lion.

Until now, the artist was on the sidelines, singing for his own sake,

or at best, to encourage the martyr and make the lion forget his

appetite. But now the artist is in the ampthitheater. The artist with

the camellia in his buttonhole is over. To create today is to create

dangerously. The battle is waged within the artist himself. Art, in a

sense, is a revolt against everything fleeting and unfinished in the

world. The artist can neither turn away from his time nor lose himself

in it. In other words, at the very moment when the artist chooses to

share the fate of all, he asserts the individual that he is. And he

cannot escape from this ambiguity. We must speak up. Beauty, even

today, especially today, cannot serve anything but men's suffering or

their liberty. Afterall, perhaps the greatness of art lies in the

perpetual tension between beauty and pain, the love of men and women

and the madness of creation, unbearable solitude and the exhausting

crowd, rejection and consent. Great ideas, it has been said, come into

the world as gently as doves. Perhaps then, if we listen attentively,

we shall hear, amid the uproar of empires and nations, a faint flutter

of wings, the gentle stirring of life and hope. Some will say that

this hope lies in a nation; others, in an individual man or woman. I

believe rather that it is awakened, revived, nourished by millions of

solitary individuals whose deeds and words every day negate frontiers

and the crudest implications of history. As a result, there shines

forth fleetingly the ever threatened truth that each and every one of

us, on the foundation of our own sufferings and joy, builds for all."

    (the essay can be found in its entirety in RESISTENACE, REBELLION

    AND DEATH, trans. Justin O'Brien, New York: Alfred A. Knopf, 1961)



And the amen to that comes from Pablo Neruda's Nobel Prize speech in

which he said, "There is no insurmountable solitude, we have only to

convey to others who we are."


Love you all. See you in Winfield tonight for acoustic songs, tall tales, and maybe even a couple flat out lies…..xoxo  G

Wonderfully busy day in OKC. This is a rock n roll town people. Don’t get it twisted.
Went on KHBZ the buzz with the fearless Jay Pitts. Talked about the tour, film/tv, the old band name GOODING,  and he debuted “Black Train Comin” on 5 o clock drive. We sat around the station and listened to some great new music and discussed how to get where we want to get in this wild world. Over to the club- Belle Isle has made great improvements to sound and lights.. The booker and soundman FRITZ treated us like kings. Fantastic show – love, light and pure energy. Thank you Fritz. And as always- thanks to Stone and Syd for helping us keep the show running and the local fires burning. And thanks for the KISS dice :) Back to the Marriot at 3am after hanging with some old and dear souls. Too wired to possibly sleep- read new Willie Nelson autobio in the lobby and talked to the nightman. Back up today for a quick work out, catch up on some email, look through the biz cards from last night, call our label crew, drink too much coffee, listen to new u2 lp, and clean up the van for the drive to Tulsa. The guys put up with a lot out of my recording gear strewn around the back seat. One more night on and we get a day off for easter. Thanks to everyone one of you who came out last night and kept this dream burning bright.

Thank you KC. Great to see so many old friends- it has been too long. This was our first time at Czar bar – very cool spot. No graffiti in the bathrooms- Amen brothers and sisters.  Jesse sat his drum set right in front of the old bank vault and stood guard all night. I wouldn't want to get through him and his kit for the loot. Looking forward to returning here this summer as well as the power and light district. Happy to report the van is shining like a new penny and the weather is improving. We were greeted with champagne at the Holiday Inn Alladin downtown-  things have definitely turned in our favor.  See you in Wichita tonight… G

Here’s the recap for the brave souls venturing out in the winter weather to listen to rock n roll music. After Mikey fixed the rotors and pads and got us back in the road, we had a barnburner of a show in Loveland. Old friends, New friends and good energy. As we were playing the blizzard moved in. We left out of Fort Collins sat morn for Lincoln in one of the worst storms we have ever experienced. I80 was shut down so we took back roads, and to be honest, there were several times we considered throwing in the towel and canceling sat nights show at the Zoo bar (we don’t cancel shows- it has to be hell or high water before we cancel anything. We’ll play on buckets if you got em..) But this one was a test. The check engine light reappeared and eventually began to flash. A foot of snow, 50 mile an hour winds, one small town we stopped in had no electricity. We saw speed limit signs dangling from one last bolt. We were one of about 10 people on the road the first few hours. We hit white-outs in which I closed my eyes in hopes that Jesse would emerge from the snow intact like a Nascar driver praying the track is clear after the smoke. After 10 hours in the snow and ice, we passed Kearney to find tornado watches and driving rain. The last two hours we ran on faith that the van wouldn’t stop and the crowd wouldn’t leave. Thanks to Zoo’s Pete Watters for believing in us enough to wait. We pulled up in the alley with the van stopping every time we weren’t giving it gas. A few kind souls helped us rush the gear straight to the stage from where we stalled out. The guitars and amps were thawing after hibernating in the ice ball that we call a trailer. Steam was actually coming off the gear. I made a quick announcement about how lucky we were to be playing music at the end of a long day, and for the next 2 hours we gave it all we had. The folks in Lincoln were as wonderful as ever. Thank you for waiting and thank you for coming to hear the new record. We grabbed some burritos from amigos at 3am and slept for a few hours before waking Sunday to call Mikey and figure out the new van problems. Our friends Bryan and Tasha cooked us some amazing Indian food and let us hide out at their place for the early afternoon. We look pictures of their travels around the globe, drank tea, ate too much chocolate and felt civilized and whole again. We then found an o-reily parts stores by our super 8 and begged the front desk to let us run codes on the van. (Cd’s are still currency in the Midwest and we are lucky for that). We found out the problem (plugs and a coil out)  and got the numbers together for the ford dealerships for Monday am. We spent the remainder of the day in a band meeting, catching up on laundry and the mess that the van had become, checked in with family,  and I took some time to work on a score for a tv theme I have been commissioned for. It was another late night/early morn and here we sit at the super 8 far past check out time in the lobby hoping to get the van back from the dealer soon with new plugs and a coil. Billy is listening to Metallic loudly on his iphone, and I am protecting my 57 bags of gear that gives the appearance I could be going on safari soon.  Jesse is grabbing the rig and we are all happy to be in one piece and have a working vehicle again. We will drive through the howling wind to KC for tonight’s show at the Czar bar for our fine friends at Anthem and Drive media. This week has felt like a month. As wade says- that storm was the good lord kissing your brow and welcoming you back to the Midwest ;)
Get ready people, 6 shows back to back this week and we are just getting warmed up….
G

8am at the Marriot in Littleton, CO- sipping hot coffee and looking at the snow capped mountains and the  fantastic Matt McKay from KFRX rings the cell and yells "HEY BUDDY- ARE YOU AWAKE!? YOU ARE GOING ON THE AIR IN 2mins!" :)  now that's the way to start the day people... No time to waste! :) Fantastic DJ and one hell of a good guy. He has been helping us find listeners from the beginning. We got the word out for the show in Lincoln tomm night and he steered the interview perfectly through my run on sentences and excitement :).  Thanks to Morris and Chris for having us in Denver last night. Had a lovely dinner with our lawyer and confidant Beth Patterson, who we found amidst her colorful and extensive history in the biz actually met Bob Dylan at a studio when he was recording. Sort of stopped the dinner for a few mins with that one :) We headed back to the club, ran the vocal warm ups, drank all the water we could, and burned through a quick set of new Redlands material with a couple old standards sprinkled in for good measure. Nice seeing Ttops and the Hapiscratch crew. Looking forward to seeing everyone tonight in Loveland. E.O.T. Gooding

Dammit tired. Dammit tired. Coffee water. BOOM. Back on top. 10-4 people. We are still headed east and can’t wait. One snag but it will be fixed before we know it. Around 3am- Coming down one of the bigger hills the van started to shake uncontrollably.  Brakes or something loose (not the screw in my domepiece). Billy is up early finding a Big-O to get some pads, and just as important, a blessing to cross the summit into Denver. Too bad we couldn’t of made it to Mikey in Fort Collins for some repair work. If you are in the Fort, Denver, Boulder area, call Mike’s light truck and diesel people. The sun shines brighter in Colorado. Tonight is gonna be a blast….back on the chain gang.

Driving 70 on I70E through the utah. As anyone who has made this trek knows- gas up in Salina or you may find your self asleep in your car under the vast, cold utah sky. When I drive Bill hides in the back and watches horror movies. At random above the book on tape in my ipod, I hear someone scream bloody murder for what seems like an impossibly prolonged amount of time. I look in the rear view to see billy’s face in the back seat glowing in a light tv blue. He is unphased. Hope I’m not next. We stopped at jack in the box (or more lovingly, Yack in the box) around 9pm. Not a lot of veggie choices here but beggers can’t be chosers people. Billy is taking us the last stretch to stop in Grand Junction before pressing on to Denver for tonight’s show at the Toad Tavern. In a note soon I will try to find a theory about how we ended up with this many shows regarding frogs…