…but No Cigar
October 11, 2007
The nursery’s almost done, done; my wife, Sabrina’s feet are swelling to almost elephant size(a proposition she does not envy anyone); Ian, my son, is fidgeting around in the space the size of a basketball a great deal and quite frequently to boot; the cluster headaches have all but taken over the free spaces of my life (an the spaces occupied with other obligations as well); my Lead, Tanisha, has shown herself a terrific friend and has displayed exemplary supervisory skills during my intermittent absences and my once difficult boss has shown herself to be one of the kindest most understanding women on the face of the planet. “It was the best of times…” Well, you know the rest.
What, pray tell, does all this mean? It means the time is nigh! Soon there will be another blog to accompany this one. A shared work called, “Americans Ablog.” Americans Ablog will be the blog site for people to talk about the music (and snippets of music) that will be released slowly by my new band Americans Abroad. Though unsure of the web-site’s domain name yet as there will be several bands working together to complete the makeshift label that I have been sworn to keep secret, I have been okayed to announce my own work. I have been writing in private for a few months now and even though I have had less success than I did with the band Lollipop in the late 90s and even less success than I did with the Athens band The Republic in the late 80s and early 90s (…trust me, Frozen Taco has grown significantly and will not call and ask to cover this stuff…), I have to say that what’s been created thus far really sounds great and I know it will find an audience.
Special thanks to Kayla for the push, Gartman who got me started up again and Jeremy who showed me that it can still be done! (Hope you had a great show on Tuesday! I missed it because of my headaches.)
Keep your day super! I need to go rest a while now…
hey. my name is on your web blog. I don’t know why. feel better.
why you get a blog if you no post. that’s right. Broken engrish.