Blog: Diversion and such
Posted on April 16, 2010 with 1 comment
So, Au Contraire is out. What of it? What next? The big push? The international tour?
Listen, I appreciate those of you who’ve hailed it as a magnum opus. All five of you. Thank you, my kind friends & family (and that one eager dude from France).
Let’s get on the level and call it a work in progress. In the meantime, I’ve been wholly diverted. See, I adore volume and pumping rhythms and big, dumb sing-along hooks. But look around, man, rock-n-roll – for me, anyways – is feeling a little formulaic. Tired and trivialized. Today, it’s got me a little dismal. Maybe it’s a spring cleaning thing. Ask tomorrow, I’m bound to have a different assessment.
No one likes being part of the problem. No one likes feeling confined. The whole pull of picking up a guitar and singing – it’s a liberating thing, hopefully. Come on, how else can we explain Rock Band™? Lately, I got scads of random debris-of-the-mind that I’m hard-pressed to convey in casual conversation. Or even this here blog format. Humor and hope and sadness and regret and criticism and uncharacteristic empathy and random topics and bizarre commentary and utterly anachronistic spiritual ruminations. You know, real flesh & bone. The wide sweep of human hang-ups.
But I can still pick up a guitar and string together three-and-a-half chords. And so, if there is any consolation for you, rare reader, it’s that I’ve plucked a vibrant bushel of fresh new ditties from the tree of song. Brand spanking new, post-Au Contraire stuff. It’s left me with an acute case of logorrhea, but even so. I tell you this to explain – but hardly excuse – my absence.
There is a twist to it all – I actually aim to emerge from the snares of the interweb and play these songs. For you. In public forum.
If you’re patient, stay tuned for more on that. If you aren’t, well, try to refrain from the road rage. It’s embarrassing.