Mike McClure Band


end of an era

I got a new 27 inch iMac
for the Boohatch today

I haven't upgraded my computer since '08
and my Digital Performer program
I record with is almost as dated

it ran like a champ,
never left me high
or dry
and I can only recall
losing one song file...
but I think the
cosmos gobbled that one up

it was a cover anyway...

upgrading to Digital Performer 9
right now

I was dragging the empty cardboard
boxes outside
and in that time, 
my daughter took over the new machine

she wasn't on it five minutes...

and now as I'm trying to learn
my way around on it, 
I've missed two face time phone calls
from my daughter's friend

I'm standing here
with no shirt on
in my creepy basement
staring at the new screen
like an okie gomer...

I almost answered it...

googling how to
disable that little unit


ole jake



my buddy jakE
will call me once in a while
or I’ll call him
and he’s always doing something
that I could never guess


once I called him
and he was doing undercover
investigating at an atheist
convention in california
for a theology professor from Texas

camera in the briefcase
type set up

and he’s tall
stands out in any crowd

I thought to myself:
“what is up with THIS guy?”
when I first saw him twenty something
years ago

undercover infiltrator

I pictured him in a
wig wearing awesome sunglasses...

the kind that have a camera pointed
at whomever you’re talking with

or he’s hiking in the mountains
with a witch doctor

or he’s taking three years to transcribe
a handwritten book in Irish
hen scratch by an author
from the 1700’s

or maybe he’s sitting at
C.S. Lewis’ actual writing desk

or working for a Vietnamese slum
lord named Nagasaki

or giving country music star,
cody canada an in depth
account of a bandana that was
on order…
(with photos)

so tonight when
I called him up
he asked me to guess
where he was

'I can’t.'

Camping in a tent outside of a
tent store waiting for it to

and I asked why
and was told that one guy in line
ALREADY won a tent

'but don’t you HAVE a tent? the
tent that you are in?’

‘ha, ha….yeah…but there are also discounts
on other stuff.’

‘other tent related stuff?’

of course jake’s camping outside
of a camping store
and I’m glad he is

out there gooning
around the galaxy
seeing what type
of wacky he can get
in the middle of

sleep well tonight, old friend
underneath the glow of the halogen
sprawled out on the sidewalk…
feet hanging out the tent door

get my something nice,
old boy

something campy...




sitting here listening to
the first new Great Divide track
in many moons

it's called Fall From the Top...
I wrote it with Austin Allsup
and my neighbor John

through the cosmos shining, 
or Skinner upstairs kicking out the jams...
I landed the soundtrack to an upcoming film
called The Scent of Rain of Lightning

this month, I get to see some scenes
and write more songs for it

I read the script and the first thing that
came to mind was Fall From The Top...
it is weirdly perfect for it
and an excellent reason to
'get the band back together'.

cut a song last night by and with
Justin Condict, with Taylor Reed on bass
and drums
called 'Speak of the Devil'....

this saturday night
I'll be joining the Great Divide in
Brownwood, TX at Ray and Waylon's Place...

then it's right back in the studio
with my face to grindstone....







we were playing at a rodeo
in austin
some years back

willie nelson was on the bill inside….

we were outside

I believe john fullbright was
on keys, 
waldo and tiny
in the rhythm
and mickey raphael sat in with us
on the harmonica….

no one watching us in the afternoon
heat, but that never mattered much

after our set, 
I saw Skinner take off running

which was not an
 ‘all the time’ occurrence 

I figured something was on fire,
or a baby was in a well…
or willie nelson was ordering a corn dog…

I jogged over to where Tom was
headed to make sure nothing
was wrong

he was just lining up for a ticket
to watch Whiplash The Cowboy Monkey
and he intended on a front row seat

he didn’t see me
seeing him

the look on his face watching that
monkey strapped on a sheepdog
and coralling sheep
around a small pen,
was pure joy

like a little kid’s face…
full of awe and wonder

and just plain old excited

loving the hell out of seeing
that monkey

I laughed out loud
watching him
watch that monkey

after the monkey show, 
Tiny bought an 8x10
with the monkey paw print
dipped in ink for the autograph

he forgot all about willie nelson playing






hip hip

just got in from

just North of there, 
in Tomball

played with Cody
for two nights and had a blast

always reminds me of a hundred
things I have filed away in the back
of my head

and now
my oldest daughter is
cheerleading tonight at the
ada football game

I still feel like
walking around under the bleachers,
looking for coins
or footballs
when I go to a football game

but I'll go
and sit in the stands

bad enough
I'm in the rape van...

once when marleigh was younger, 
she wanted to walk from school  
to the church with a  couple of
her friends...

mom said no. 
I said, 'it's o.k. I'll just circle around
the block and keep an eye on them."

not a cool move
in a white cargo van
with no side windows

I circled the block a few times
always staying
about three blocks away
from my child and her friends

circling this one kid
who was about three blocks away
from marleigh

he kept getting more anxious
and nervous each time I swerved
back around

slumped down in the seat
like an orangatan at the wheel

he's probably seen pictures
of this very circumstance

once I realized it, 
I sped off

like that was the smartest thing to do

dad goes to football game
waves at daughter





welcome to the new website
and the new version of the
mike mcclure band

joining me now

on the drums is taylor reed
from Marrietta, Ok (Exit 15)
who started out with me two years
ago as the driver of the van
and guitar player

when tom skinner could no longer
travel, taylor stepped in on bass

when waldo made the switch
to the departed, taylor moved
back to the drum throne

both shoes were pretty impressive
to try and fill

the boy has what the old folks
used to call 'the chutzpah'

so I called up my long time bud, 
jake akins (arlington, tx)
to see if he would come play bass

jake's main instrument is the harmonica
and he's damn good

we go back to the early 2000's
when he came in to play harp
on the original 12 pieces track
of 'in my ears'

jake lives in weatherford, texas
now and wages constant war
with the biblical plague proportions
of copperhead snakes that slither
through his yard

together we are working on an album
of new material in my boohatch studio

that's the skinny on the new line-up

three piece band
that plays my songs

I've got a bunch of them

and so it begins...



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