^^ I also love that our first taste is an instrumental. I can't believe this thread is only two pages. I just posted my saga over at the Vault, gonna be lazy and paste it here, too, while I go catch up on other threads and Facebook and everywhere else. (Oh, and fuck you, Verizon. Fuck you up one side and down the other)--
Around 11:30 this morning the internet connection where I work evaporated into the ether. About 2:00 or so, I must've had a premonition because I jokingly texted a friend and said “So, I have no interwebs today. Has Jack announced his record yet?” Her reply made my heart stop for a moment. I texted back “April Fool's joke?” She said nope, it was legit and my hands began shaking. Under normal circumstances, I hate the hell out of texting, but I spent the next three hours texting friends for information about the announcement. Only Jack could turn me into a texting fool, how funny is that. Finally left work at 5:30 and got in the car for the hour-plus commute home with Blunderbuss cranked at full volume. Sitting in traffic along the way, I watched three bright red cardinals flitting from one tree to another and thought “Silly birds, you're the wrong color now.” They should've been blue jays, family corvidae just like crows and magpies. Now I'm home and have High Ball Stepper playing over and over again, cranked high enough to cause my neighbors to do some high loud stepping on the floor above. Pardon my language but holy fucking hell, Jack, darlin'... That song and this announcement are the drug I've been waiting for ever since you said waaaaaaay back during the Blunderbuss tour that you couldn't wait to get back in the studio with the Buzzards and the Peacocks. Cemetery statuary and sternum-scraping guitar riffs, a book of lyrics and musical notation, a slick blue suit, and the knowledge that this is just the beginning. Thank you so much.