Consider this an epilogue to the last entry. Been listening to a lot of Aimee Mann this weekend; to me she's always been the sound of stiffly picking yourself up after a fall. (Photo: My new and improved jars - see yesterday's entry to get what I'm on about. Note: I usually have a distaste... Continue Reading →
If I'd read the voice of Holden Caulfield as a teenager, I'm sure I would have fallen in love like all those other boys and girls did before me. Mercifully, though, Catcher was one of those staples I somehow missed, probably for focusing on whatever other staples a teacher was force-feeding me at the time.... Continue Reading →
A couple reflections on the delicate thing that is self-perception. Since I began wearing wigs for universal autoimmune hair loss in 2017, I have consistently maintained a strict visual delineation between my work self and my, shall we say, unshackled self. Yes, there are practical reasons that one’s work wig of choice might be plainer,... Continue Reading →
Everyone knows what the Wizard yells. Don't look at me, in here fiddling with these controls! See only the finished product, not the fumbling. I'm not a malfunctioning, fallible human - I am Great and Powerful! If you all haven't noticed from my sporadic fits of bellyaching, my MO in this blog of late has... Continue Reading →
It’s impossible for me to talk about having a rough time without giving thanks first. In the scheme of things, I am NOT having a rough time. I am in a good place. As much as anyone really can be, I am safe from harm. But, given my frame of reference… Guys… I am having... Continue Reading →
Went ahead and uploaded my old 2007 solo debut (under the name Alexandra Rising) to BandCamp, as it might be interesting how the old and the new material play off each other. I had the privilege of working on that album with some great Richmond folks: Designer Recording (Meredith Brooks & Wayne Todd, formerly of... Continue Reading →
The day following the completion of an artistic product is always weird. You wrestle with yourself over which new path to chase down next, which can result in a good deal of starting and stopping. What I ultimately landed on today was a plentiful lot of file management, to prepare for finally losing the home... Continue Reading →
Here it is, Everyone. The culmination of almost 18 months of work from composition to release. Like most of my material, it's not a happy album, but a cathartic album. I heard someone use the term "vent art" the other night, and this might be that. I have also become fond of calling what I... Continue Reading →
My sound engineer sent me the mastered tracks for my review this weekend, and all is a go. So it is possible the full-length album, Best Dead Masterpiece, will be up on BandCamp before the end of this coming week, marking the end of an undertaking that started in - hard to believe now -... Continue Reading →
