On the Twenty-second Day of 2025…

…I’m calling the doctor. No worries. I’m fine, but, after finally getting new batteries inside my blood pressure monitor, my numbers have been high for the last week or so, and I think I might need a new cocktail of pills or a variation of the ones I have. I don’t think it’s an environmentalContinue reading “On the Twenty-second Day of 2025…”

The Twenty-first Day of 2025…

…was unremarkable, at least in my personal sphere. I accomplished very little. I woke up late, meditated, scrambled an egg, walked the dogs, listened to a couple of albums, The Last Dinner Party and Father John Misty, respectively, culled through some Project MA demos for the next album, texted with my musical partner from thatContinue reading “The Twenty-first Day of 2025…”

On the Twentieth Day of 2005…

…during the early morning dream hour I have a nightmare about being at a gig, all set up and ready to perform, when out of nowhere I find myself driving away from the venue, getting lost, remembering I’m supposed to be on stage, and then accidentally stopping at and wandering into some strange, empty house.Continue reading “On the Twentieth Day of 2005…”

On the Sixteenth Day of 2025…

…you replace the batteries in your blood pressure machine and almost first thing in the morning, as everything is pretty much chill, you get the highest reading you have seen since that New Year’s Eve gig seven years ago when, against all common sense, you took a reading while you were fuming about how yourContinue reading “On the Sixteenth Day of 2025…”

On the Fifteenth Day of 2025…

. . .You decide to write about yourself in the second person. You realize that’s an odd thing to do, even though, as most things a writer can do, it’s been done before hundreds of times. You’re mostly curious about how it feels. You’ve tried the first and the third, the first being the mostContinue reading “On the Fifteenth Day of 2025…”

On the Twelfth Day of 2025…

…I finish Earth to Moon, the memoir by Moon Unit Zappa. Minutes after finishing, I will attempt to sum up, to share the experience in miniature. First, I must confess it took me a flipping long time to finish. I think I started reading this fall, maybe in September or as late as October, andContinue reading “On the Twelfth Day of 2025…”

On the Eleventh Day of 2025…

. . . I spent most of the morning submitting the new Project MA single to the streaming distribution service of Distrokid. It’s a popular way to get music out there and relatively inexpensive–I think for something like $25 a year you can upload as much music as you want and that music is thenContinue reading “On the Eleventh Day of 2025…”

On the Tenth Day of 2025. . .

. . .I was in the shower just long enough to lather up with soap when the entire shower fixture came apart and water sprayed everywhere and anywhere but from the shower head. The third visit from a plumber in as many weeks, from the last days of December up to today, we have hadContinue reading “On the Tenth Day of 2025. . .”

On the Fourth Day of 2025. . .

. . . the proposed morning routine went to hell in a hand basket. Last night’s gig was brutal on the body and I slept in until 9. I’ve had zero alcohol in two days, but all night the body was complaining and the sleep was mediocre. Get up. Dogs and coffee, breakfast. The stupidContinue reading “On the Fourth Day of 2025. . .”

Notes Toward a Musical Autobiography: Volume XVII—Here Comes Everybody into the 21st Century

Note: All of the albums mentioned in this blog post are streaming on your favorite streaming services, but if you are a person who truly supports and loves independent music, and you’d like specifically to support Michael Jarmer and Here Comes Everybody, these albums are available for purchase HERE. Prologue: In February of the yearContinue reading “Notes Toward a Musical Autobiography: Volume XVII—Here Comes Everybody into the 21st Century”