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#23 - Long Time Coming...

Posted on August 25, 2018 with 0 comments
After 8 years of gigging between NH, ME, and CT, I find it's time for a break. Time to reconnect with the songwriter. Get some recording done - needed in order to complete Album project #6 (admittedly wayyyy behind schedule). Many thoughts of late, mostly positive, some less than, about what this musical journey means, at this late point in my life.
When I began this spate of performing in the Fall of 2010, my goal was fairly straight forward; get back in the swim of regular gigging, keep my art alive, and bring in the supplemental odd dollar. I met or exceeded these goals, won a few fans in the process.
That said, it bears noting that in the music business, as in many other business segments, the micro often mirrors the macro. Ontogeny indeed recapitulates phylogeny. As the greater music industry had regressed into a sordid show of bean counters, sex, and cotton candy, so has the club-level arena turn into space where management views the hired musician as little more than a breathing, [...]
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#22 - Who's on first

Posted on April 22, 2015 with 0 comments
"Machinations of gear, will, minor physical maladies, drama-dodging, and inertia aside, why is this pyramid taking so long?" queries I. And so, I bumble forth, and soft lights issue ahead in the tunnel (if in fact this IS a tunnel).
Odd signals and portents. The world an ever more troubled place, of late.
And I bumble forth.
Working this high over the city without a net must indicate something. I seek signs of wisdom and evolution about me. I tell you, it's a wasteland out there. A desert. Only the wind answers. And it's not a friendly wind.
I've formally begun "All the Time There Is". Demo tracks done, my bassist will add a bass track this coming weekend. "Eventually" is next in line. One foot in front of the other. Ignore all the doubting voices. Bumble forth. Only that. I will see this beautiful deed done. I "do or do not". There is no "try".
Peace upon this place. Forever and always.
I'm on the road. On the case. On the spot. But also -  on the right side of the equation.

#21 - Zuriel

Posted on January 6, 2015 with 0 comments
How long has it been? This - my present task - has been brief even by human standards. And yet, for a period of time beyond all human reckoning I have been memory, wrapped in the flame of the Kerubim, of all that 'is' and will ever 'be'. I am the shining reminder that all that passes for mortal man is illusion, and all that seems so illusive... eternal. And when bidden by the Great Spirit 'whose-name-can-not-be-known', I accepted this humble task - to reside for a time, in the form of a small, aged figurine; once a year, to be removed from storage, from [...]
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#20 - Fretful Worn World

Posted on June 21, 2014 with 0 comments
I was remembering, recently, a song I'd begun writing, but couldn't finish. Subject matter was more than I wanted to contemplate.
Analysts are often quick to suggest we're 'projecting' when negative images from the outer world intrude - as if we're the authors - as if that invalidates our perspectives or observations. Rather, I prefer to think of it as a part of a huge continual feedback loop. We observe/hear/feel/smell/touch the world around us, and catalog it all, sending it back out into the world in greater and lesser ways. If what we perceive is negative enough, then that's what we project outward. Artist as mirror.
The subject of the lyrics involved reflecting on that sand disc out near Socorro, NM where the Trinity blast occurred, that started that ugly monstrosity we blithely call the "nuclear age". I was out there on a project a few years back, and, overlaid in my heart and mind are the testimonies of the 'Hibakusha' - the only survivors of direct nuclear attack from whom our world [...]
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#19 - Sunday Musings

Posted on January 26, 2014 with 0 comments
Long ago, I saw the writing on the wall (or computer monitor, as it were...) - that a career as a singer/songwriter/performer would be a full-on uphill grind. I chose a somewhat more pragmatic approach. And have accordingly watched, in recent years, as numerous, established, major label, 'charted' artists, whose work I deeply respect, struggle to remain financially viable. The old 'love to eat sausage - not interested in watching it being made' metaphor comes to mind. For those of you who don't perform, but love music - particularly 'live' music, any artist you see who makes their entire living at their craft is very likely working quite a bit harder than most of us to survive. It's a choice all artists have to make, at some point, unless they're insanely gifted, lucky, or both. The 'devil's deal'. The devil, it turns out, loves BOTH the 'making' and the 'eating' of sausage... The shows I do, as most of you know, tend to be modest club/tavern based gigs. On rare occasion, [...]
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