Wednesday, March 10, 2010
E FOR EVERYONE Out Now / Return To Dabob Bay. Issue #144
Yesterday my new album with KIRBY KRACKLE hit the internets for sale finally after an 8 month process from conception to release. I realized E For Everyone marks my 10th album offering since I was 13 and for that I feel pretty good about it. I guess in the best situation you hope that your latest offering is your "best", whatever that means, but I do feel it's the strongest work I've done to date and even if no one else ends up liking it...I'm pretty happy with it. :) You can listen to the entire album below and as with past couple of weeks, I've linked the final 4 song descriptions as put up on the KK site below...
DUSTY CARTRIDGES & LONG BOXES
We wanted to write a song about a perfect night with that perfect someone, and maybe what might seem to be a perfect night to some of you as well. The delicately stripped down acoustic finger picked songs is the more basic track on E4E and something that might not be out of place on a John Denver album...if he wrote songs about making X-Babies. Aw yeah! A nerd fantasy (ours anyway) rolling right 2 minutes and 46 seconds of spending some sexy times bagging and boarding comics with your certain someone...
"There's not better place to be when you bag and board my comics you're always careful with the crease...CGC says 9.3 but you're a 10 to me..."
"Going Home" is a song we were commissioned to do for the LONG BEACH COMIC CON back in October. We were asked to write something that we felt summarized the convention experience and what better way to gain a storyline than to take it from the 7 conventions we had already experienced throughout the year! That is, minus the whole waking up in the hotel room "Planes, Trains, and Automobiles" style. Those aren't pillows!!!!!!
"We're Going Home! We're Going Home! To the place where wild nerds roam! With pretty girls and dudes in capes! Going to cons is our escape..."
GREAT LAKES AVENGERS
We had room for 2 more songs on E4E when we went to a Pearl Jam concert last October in Seattle and after soaking in the concert, we KNEW we wanted to bring the rock to round out the album. Sometimes you have inspiration strike you in the way you least expect it, but after that show we in no way wanted to perform concerts this year with out playing hard...and fast. This is the most manic sounding song on the album and good reason since it's from the perspective of a hero auditioning/getting rejected from every major team of heroes out there again and again. Despite the failed attempts to join the Green Lantern Corps, JLA, X-Men, etc...the hero in question is repeatedly approached by the GREAT LAKES AVENGERS; the most useless band of heroes ever assembled under the sun. Sometimes though, heart goes a long way...and free beer always helps too.
"I got a message from the GREAT LAKES AVENGERS, they offered me a membership but I did not accept cause they're a walking disaster...like a narwhal with a fireball they don't make sense at all..."
CAN I WATCH YOU?
Aw, the song that when we wrote it was debated over drool induced laughing on the floor and pounding on the side of the wall so the dog got freaked out.
We've come to realize that for better or for worse, there are some things that once thought of need to be created and fully realized. Are all these things appropriate to bring into this world? Not at all, and most we come up with actually should be repressed...like "Can I Watch You?"; a song that is from the perspective of MARVEL Comics character "The Watcher" the all knowing, all-seeing Celestial. But hey, just because you're 3 stories high with a big baby head and a wear a toga don't mean that you can't gets yours, right? RIGHT!? If Uatu is gonna sing a song to his boo, why shouldn't it be in the form of a 70's love jam over sexy ass guitar and a slutty solo? Slutty indeed. Oh Watcher, you crazy baby...you crazy.
"I never instigate, IKOR didn't raise no fool. You say I instigate, you think it's hot...Celestial bad boy from the blue side of the moon, you like the things I do, things I say I never do...but I still do...so call me UATU!"
I've talked about Dabob Bay on this blog before and how I grew up there during the summers along the shores of Hood Canal. It's a place my grandparents purchased away from the city in the early 1950's and had up until my family sold the property in 1997. As you may imagine, I have really nice memories from my time there and as the years went by I didn't make happen to head back up there and say goodbye as I never did 13 years ago. What was the small area with a shelter, a deck, and a few cabins was now a huge house with only one cabin remaining. It had running water and plumbing; a luxury that we never had and though at the time wished we did, now is looked at as special and unique in my minds eye. The deck is still there which was very nice, and the old steps that my grandfather built still seem to be the main route to walk down to the beach from the property on a hill about 200 ft. up. For a long time the fantasy was to buy the land back and have kind of a "triumphant return" to the summers of my youth but after seeing it is now, that feeling is gone after my visit. Not in a dismissive way, but I'm fine with the memories I have remaining intact and letting that part of my life and good experiences that were had there stay as they are.
Magical more than anything about Dabob to me was spending days in the water and rowing around the calm waters. The wood nymphs must have known I was on my way up and feeling generous because I was greeted with a gorgeous sunny day the calmest water I have ever had the pleasure of rowing in...and row we did. Taking the boat out right at sunset made for some amazing light and pictures as the light change looked like burned sugar with pods of seals following us. Yeah, magical. It was exactly what I needed before the crazy weekend coming up with Emerald City Comic Con and the crazy busy awesomeness that will go down there. I love technology and flashy stuff, but when I have experiences like this past weekend it's then I realize I'm actually more old school. Though I may end up with shaking withdrawals, I'd take digging for clams over Twitter any day...Good for the soul.
Both oars in,