Pre-orders for Red Roses and Dead Things, my first themed studio album, have now been officially open for a month, and that makes it time for our weekly update! Remember that pre-orders are limited to the first three hundred received, although depending on how fast they come, and when we hit three hundred, there may be a small overage. Just don't ( Read more... )

The Counting Crows are my favorite band in the entire world. They write the songs that I need to hear; Adam's lyrics, the band's backing, everything just comes together in the way that I know deep down is right. If comparing my writing to Stephen King is the most amazing thing that can happen to me as an author, then comparing my lyrics to Adam's ( Read more... )

I've been really tired lately -- too much to do, too little time to do it in -- and so I tend to get on my train in the morning, pop my iPod headphones into my ears, close my eyes, and wake up in San Francisco. Refreshing and a good way to shorten my perceived commute ( Read more... )

Because I've tried to make posting these a habit -- it's a great way to remember what's been performed where, and to remind folks that really, I do perform the same songs more than once; it's just that I rarely perform them more than once in the same place -- I present the BayCon 2008 concert set list. Complete with annotation and lyric links. ( Read more... )

Teddy, Tom and I spent much of yesterday in the fabulous company of the Kwinn family, with the addition of Beckett's mother. Yay! And there will be more about everything we did later, when my brain is working better. For right now...MUSIC ( Read more... )

So the iPod has a function called 'Top Twenty-Five', where it puts together a playlist from the twenty-five songs you've listened to the highest number of times. This means that either you wind up with a totally random list of songs, or you get a list that really summarizes the musical tastes of the iPod's owner. In my case, well...it's the ( Read more... )

Another week begins, with another fire-drill out the door, accompanied by the dulcet tones of a Siamese cat demanding to know why I persist in setting off the loud buzzing thing every morning. Oh Lilly, my dearest Lilly, believe me, if I could send you in my place, I would. In a heartbeat ( Read more... )

Upon waking this morning, I got out of bed, performed my essential morning ablations (including, without even attempting to be thematic, pumpkin toothpaste, pumpkin hand lotion, and perfume that contained swamp moss and goofer dust), got dressed (again, without making an effort, I wound up in an RPD shirt and my S.T.A.R.S. zip-up), and made my way ( Read more... )

It may very well be actually impossible to listen to the B*Witched cover of 'Hey Mickey' without it turning into aerobic exercise. Even on public transit. Even on moving public transit. The only hard part there is keeping yourself from singing along ( Read more... )

Title: Perhaps.
Rating: PG.
Fandom: Jonathan Coulton.
Synopsis: What is Christmas like on Skullcrusher Mountain?

( What is Christmas like on Skullcrusher Mountain? )