Been one of those weeks where the air crackles with possibility. So many evenings with dear friends and passionate artists. Auditions and woolgathering and brainstorming about a new one-man musical I want to create. And, in a few short weeks, I'll be 34.
When I was in my twenties, flat broke and working my way through a copy of THE ARTIST'S WAY (which everyone has done, it's like masturbating. Vital, therapeutic. A window into your own desires. And best not discussed at length out in public) I got to the part there you shape the future of what an average desired day would be like for you.
And about two weeks ago, I realized I had finally fucking pulled it off. I did it. I'm not in the union or a success on a commercial level. But I am disciplined and making things and working with people who are crazy about making things and I wake up without dread. I haven't woken up with dread since I moved here.
I'd been letting one of my fears (being a shitty musician and guitarist) get the best of me for a while, and I'd been putting off upgrading from the half-size spunky acoustic guitar you've seen in all my videos to something more professional. Something I could take to open mics and plug into amps, something I could use to record my silly songs on a cleaner, more developed level.
Just like this site, even when it's serious, deep down, I know my songs are silly. They're simple. But they make me happy, and if they make you happy too, well, I'm obliged.
So, here's my new guitar. An Ibanez acoustic-electric. Gonna call her Huckleberry. Not for the color, but as a reminder that, no matter my mood or my self-doubt about the quality of the music I make, she'll be my companion and a reminder that somewhere within her body is the clean, clear wonder of music.
Here's me playing one of my cheekier songs. "Jumping the Shark"
Lyrics (I'm not gonna cite all the scatting, because that's just annoying as hell to read)
First Verse
watching my favorite tv show
season three
ive started thinking its all going downhill now
but you cant trust me
whatever happened to good old fashioned means
keeping my mind alive
instead of filling me with secondhand bullshit
treating me like im five
Pre-Chorus
will they or wont they devolved to a tired theme
the breakout character is stealing the show
theyve got a catchphrase they use every single scene
no more
i think theyre jumping the shark
Chorus
jumping the shark
damn them theyre jumping the shark
jumping the shark
Second Verse
remember my friends what the fresh prince did
well it wasnt quite nice
see will was never so fond of his old aunt viv
blood running cold as ice
come season four instead of writing the poor dear off
they switched the actress lame
what were they thinking
its like becky in roseanne
all women don't look the same
Pre-Chorus
Chorus
Bridge
and if you look very carefully
youll see with your own two eyes
i never knew that the fonz could ever suffer
from pale white thighs
and if you look very carefully
youll see with your own two eyes
its not a question of canon
often no big
surprise
Chorus
jumping the shark
damn them were jumping the shark
jumping the shark
damn them
dont believe it
couldnt see it
it was too good to be true
you know for me
dont believe it
couldnt see it
it was too good to be true
you know for me
dont believe it
couldnt see it
it was too good to be true
you know for me
dont believe it
couldnt see it
oh
it was too good to be true
you know were jumping the shark
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