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This past May, I was honored to join a newly-formed band as their lead singer and lyricist. Quiet Giants have now played 4 shows as of last night: in a backyard for a bunch of friends, in a living room for a bunch of strangers, in a coffee shop graced by an array of talented musicians and staunchly-loyal fans, and in a basement restaurant/bar on an actual stage in a town 2 hours from home.
Last night's audience got a kick out of the name of our newest completed song, "Devil's Throat," but what they didn't know was that I wrote the lyrics by a campfire after having visited a giant sinkhole called Devil's Throat deep in the Gold Butte Wilderness area while on a photo excursion with my father in the Mojave Desert. Basically, it's a song about an awesome road trip with my Pops.
Thinking about this caused me to realize I still hadn't gotten around to the daunting task of posting the images from the trip to this particular blog, so I decided to get the ball rolling...
Devil's Throat site map
It was probably formed from underground Lake Mead water and is approx. 90'w x 80'd - and it's still growing. They had to re-fence around part of the original fence that started falling in, and somehow I let Dad convince me to hop said fence for a closer shot. Oh, I held on. You bet I held on.
