By Kevin Alan Lamb A Gypsy soul is one who loves movement and finding the pulse in nature and flight as a metaphor. One who thinks everything is music. One who knows and holds an inward and therefore outwardly contagious kind of freedom. It is only natural that Caleb Malooley of The Gasoline Gypsies finds… Continue reading Spirit Sound: Caleb Malooley (The Gasoline Gypsies)
By Kevin Alan Lamb I begin the New Year grateful for the recent time I’ve spent with my family, and the everlasting impact they have on my life. Family is grown upon a foundation of blood and love, expanding and contracting with time, space, and circumstance. The holidays are a special time of year, and… Continue reading New Years Eve with The Gasoline Gypsies and Friends
By Kevin Alan Lamb We arrived to my first Wheatland greeted by the most beautiful sunset I’ve been privy to this year. The rolling, grassy hills were yet to be occupied by the vehicles transporting festival attendees from far and wide. My friend Matt’s pass wasn’t left for him at will call, which allotted us… Continue reading Happy Wheatland!
By Kevin Alan Lamb When I hear the word “Gypsy” I think of a wandering soul, traversing space and time to discover his or herself in the people, places, and natural wonders which make life worth living. “A Vagabundo, first a foremost is a direct supporter and team member of the band. These are the… Continue reading The Gasoline Gypsies: Arts, Beats & Eats (Photos)
By Kevin Alan Lamb Gypsy Camp rose early and rallied quickly. Thirty minutes behind is really 43 minutes ahead of schedule on Gypsy time. Jack readied the vessel, armed with a fresh set of wheels, while Nancy brewed the coffee and prepared delicious, tackling fuel to fill our bellies, ripe with a sense of adventure.… Continue reading The Gasoline Gypsies: Beaver Island Music Festival