FEBRUARY 10

Not hearing back from anyone, which sucks; but my wife cheered me up with French bread pizza. Actually, that’s not true. I did hear back from some people, I just played up the ‘not hearing from anyone, I’m bummed’ angle to get her to make the pizza…


The tuba player is out, due to illness, but I think I may the Voodoo Doctors as backing for a song or two, which would bring a nice Cajun flavor to the mix. I also reached out to this band called The Hankaholics, a classic country cover band. I’ve only heard their MP3’s on their myspace page, but they sounded pretty good. I’m going to check them out next Monday night. It would make life so much easier for them to play backing on a couple of songs too.

I had a couple of options for whom I wanted behind the board working the pro-tools, but these guys, along with Greg Hawkes, aren’t answering my emails.


Working out an arrangement for one of the songs, I started hearing Jon Butcher’s guitar in my head. I didn’t know whether to take it as a sign, or if it’s just because my neighbor was blasting “Ocean In Motion”, but I send an email off to Jon as well. Hey, it can’t hurt to ask. I know I’m up for playing any time anyone asks me, and I’m not busy… It’s just that no one ever asks…


Spent the rest of the day getting is fist fights with housewives over the last bag of white bread at the Shaw’s. A blizzard is rearing it’s head on the horizon and people are already in their ‘I just saw a snow flake, I don’t know how to handle this shit’ mode.


Hopefully I hear from some more people today, ’cause there‘s only 18 days to go. If you need me, I’ll be hording the peanut butter in the corner over here.