The release show on 1/29 was a great distraction from the darkness. In case you didn’t make it, the Kitty Cat sold out by 11pm. The night was a little quiet as far as the sound-system was concerned, but it was enjoyable. Caroline and Jesse broke some hearts. Karen, Chris, Ben, and I broke some banks. Bobby, Joe, and Graham fixed all of it and then set it to a rhyming scheme.
I went to a reading/Q&A last night at Magers & Quinn. Wells Tower mentioned that he is neurotic about avoiding reviews of his work. Man… I am neurotic about the exact opposite. I scour the horizon for anything that anyone writes about me. I devour it, and then I post it on facebook as many times as it will let me. I shove it down throats for weeks. If you write it, I’ll read the sh*t out of it. I’m probably the only person that reads most of that stuff anyway. I liked Wells Tower, but I thought he came off as a little arrogant and unrealistic with his “I hate the internet, new york, and reading reviews” thing. If he were 22, I could forgive him, but he’s not.
I’m ready for another tone. I don’t even know what that means yet, but I think I will soon. A new color, a new shade, a new tint, a new note… something.