So.
This past weekend I got to see and meet my favorite band, Foreign Exchange.
You can read that story
here.
In other news, I have been plugging away at music for over a month now, working on the new Tiki Cocoa mixtape thingie. I call it a thingie because it still feels like an album. This is because I'm at the stage where I don't have a bunch of full-sounding, completed tracks to string together yet. The music for the songs is all sketched out, but since it's a largely vocal affair I have to stop dressing up the tracks and figure out vocal arrangements, then lyrics. Let me tell you: being good at poetry don't mean jack when it comes to song lyrics. There is some serious sweat equity here so far.
A couple of the tracks are from an unreleased record but much of it is brand new. It's been a wonderful ride so far, and one month in I've got a lot to show for my trouble.
March is coming, which means I need to get ready to gear up for the 24-hour reading in April. This time I swear I'm going to take my time and pick some stuff way ahead of time, and then tweak it over the month of March. No cramming! Cramming bad! I want to have a really awesome 24 hours of poetry this year, even in those early booger hours.
So: music's got another week or so, then I have to switch gears back to poetry for a month, then back to music for spring.
(Here's my secret hope: the poetry digging will help me with the lyrics. Ha! Take THAT, music!)
Oh yeah: I've got a column for Got Poetry that's been brewing. Soon.
Tomorrow night's poetry show will be seriously ignorant. We should start putting that at the bottom of our flyers: "Seriously ign'ant."