City of Legends

we’re re-entering the studio this weekend.  will post at least two new tracks to blip.fm by Monday morning.  we’ve made a few changes in the line-up, but it’s all good. 

one member suggested we burn a full CD this weekend and call it, in honor of Easter, "The Resurrection Sessions".  I told him he doesn’t realize how true that is…

hmmmmmm

Yes, after all these years, I took down the City of Legends Store. 

Why?  I get tired of it.  You want to buy my books?  Go to amazon or barnes and noble .  You can even download a free pdf of the entirety of The Compleat Panther Cycles if you’re too cheap to spring for the Kindle edition.  Look, to the right.  No, your right.

You want my CDs?  Most of the tracks are available at my listening room or on blip.fm, or you can buy them at my readings.

If you need more service than that, drop me a line, I don’t hide.

Thanks to everyone who shared birthday wishes over the weekend.  Nice to feel so much love in the world.

I’ll be featuring some of the tracks from "blister" here throughout the week, as imbeds from blip.fm, where I have uploaded them.  Wait until you hear what I’ve got up my sleeve tomorrow.

First up is "Vodka and Condoms".  Remarkable mostly for the backing vocals by the lady herself, Huerta, who was the genesis of the poem that became the recording.  yes, that’s her voice.  And, if you listen, you will understand why the line stuck with me.

Yep.  Going to release the new CD, blister, on August 16th, as a virtual CD…all tracks will appear on blip.fm that day.

Go wild.

As responses come in on "into the grey" I am extremely gratified by the almost universal positive response, not just from the usual suspects, but from people I’ve never heard of in strange corners of the world.

My thanks to the band, my readers, listeners and blip.fm, which was instrumental in getting this out to so wide and audience in so short a time.

It tells me the CD is on the right track.

Made a commitment to myself this morning, based on how much energy I seem to have (too much, actually, which can be annoying).  I promise you, dear readers, to have the most manic weekend of my online life (that’s a pretty damn high bar if you know my last 15 years online).

Watch here, on Twitter, at blip.fm, the Amomancer blog, Facebook, and everywhere else I manifest…we are going for a ride.

Strap in.  (yes, in.  No, I said in…why must you always read something dirty into everything I say?)

Van Morrison croons "Crazy Love" into my skull as I compose these words, these thoughts and noughts.  Let’s hear it for blip.fm, I am deriving great enjoyment from them.  Plus, a lot of my videos and recordings are bouncing around on there, getting international airplay.  No complaint.

Did some writing this weekend, but it was more of an experiential weekend.  Doing things…reading, going for walks, playing with the dog, discussing ten thousand points of wonder with the boys, making plans, agonizing over my reading lists for Guerrilla Poetry Day on July 5th (don’t get me started on the itinerary).  I even got my Brazilian phone connections to work and got to spend a few precious moments Liza Lorraine, with a friend down there (yes, the same one I have been writing poetry about…do your own math).

I am a fortunate soul.  I have seen things you wouldn’t believe and done things that would confound even me.  No ego to that, merely awareness of how complex and amazing of a life this is. 

My friend, Lupi Basil, surfaced on FaceBook.  Lupi, you may recall, is/was the publisher and editor of "Emotions" magazine, which has been very kind to me in the past.  Previously one of her sons did a breakdown of one of my CDs on this very blog…I’ll have to look it up again some time, it was wonderfully detailed and analytical. 

A few misplaced friends surfaced.  Some seemed to slip further into the dispassionate ether.  The suspected bone spur in my right heel is getting worse, but I am determined to intensify my training.  Pain is a state of mind.  I have developed, I find, an aversion to doctors for anything other than emergency surgery.  My limp is becoming pronounced as the pain intensifies.  Maybe Ann was right and I will end up in a wheelchair one day.

Oh, I am now ten days free of measurable caffeine in my diet.  The first several days were painful, but having seen the health risks, the damage already done and known so many people in my life over the years who have been bent and broken by their addictions, I am determined to identify and eliminate my own.

Okay, I could use a new addiction in my life.  Something in a new woman, perhaps…just a thought.

I’m going to be attempting to get some online housecleaning done this weekend, while I am not Twittering, FBing, Blipping and recording.

No promises.  Where does the time go?

No, Jazz, I am not mad at you.

The terminally hip site, blip.fm , where music lovers can mini-blog links to a seemingly endless database of music, has been kind enough a few of my works, with the high likelihood more will follow.

The two to first be made available to the thousands of mini-internet-DJs are "Strange, but beautiful" and "Darfur (Jesus Wept)", which I think are excellent choices.  And yes, even some legendary songs I shared with some of my muses get their fair shakes.

So swing by www.blip.fm or click on HERE to hook up with my tastes in music, from the Pixies to Van Morrison, at blip.fm (where I go by the name DJ Sobriquet)