Tennis:
05-26 Las Vegas, NV – Swan Dive
05-17 Salt Lake City, UT – Metro Music Hall
05-18 Salt Lake City, UT – Kilby Block Party
05-21 Minneapolis, MN – First Avenue
05-23 Chicago, IL – The Salt Shed
05-24 Indianapolis, IN – Hi-Fi Annex
05-25 Cleveland, OH – Globe Iron
05-27 Toronto, Ontario – The Concert Hall
05-30 Boston, MA – Roadrunner
05-31 Philadelphia, PA- Franklin Music Hall
06-01 New York, NY – The Rooftop at Pier 17
06-03 Washington, D.C. – The Anthem
06-05 Raleigh, NC – The Ritz
06-06 Atlanta, GA – The Eastern
06-07 Nashville TN – Brooklyn Bowl Nashville
06-09 Dallas, TX – The Factory in Deep Ellum
06-10 Houston, TX – White Oak Music Hall
06-11 Austin, TX – Stubb’s Waller Creek Amphitheater
08-18 San Diego, CA – Humphreys Concerts by the Bay
08-20 Los Angeles, CA – Greek Theatre
08-22 Pioneertown, CA – Pappy & Harriet’s
08-23 Phoenix, AZ – The Van Buren
08-24 Santa Fe, NM – The Bridge at Santa Fe Brewing Co.
08-26 Denver, CO – Mission Ballroom
08-28 Boise, ID – Treefort Music Hall
08-29 Portland, OR – McMenamins Grand Lodge
08-30 Vancouver, British Columbia – Malkin Bowl
09-02 Sacramento, CA – Channel 24
09-04 Saratoga, CA – The Mountain Winery
Alaina Moore:
On a cross-country drive at the end of tour, our van and trailer blew four tires in quick succession. That particular stretch of highway was a tire graveyard. I counted the shredded remains of 12 tires from where we sat on the side of the road, swapping out our last spare. Our bad luck was heavily contrasted by the good night we’d just had in Houston. The highs and lows of touring are unnatural, disorienting. On the shoulder of I-40, I began writing the lyrics to “12 Blown Tires.” It is a constellation of memories from the road, and of our marriage, two endeavors that are completely, hopelessly entangled.
When we recorded “12 Blown Tires” a few months later, I had the sense of distilling the past 15 years into four minutes of music. It felt like the end of something, though I wasn’t sure what. Patrick and I spent most of our twenties and all of our thirties focused on Tennis. It has been the most joyous, bewildering, challenging, and humbling experience. After finishing Face Down in the Garden, it became clear that we had said everything we wanted to say and achieved everything we wanted to achieve with our band. This will be our last studio album, at least in this configuration as Tennis. We are ready to pursue other creative projects and to make space in our lives for new things. In that light, the upcoming tour feels more poignant, like a concluding thought. These two kids from Denver who only ever dreamed of playing a few house shows are very fulfilled. Perhaps we’ll see you on the road. As always, thank you.
