The Jaywalkers
My band, The Jaywalkers, are recording this summer… we’ve got a Tumblr blog to keep you updated with photos, recordings, etc.
My band, The Jaywalkers, are recording this summer… we’ve got a Tumblr blog to keep you updated with photos, recordings, etc.
I’ve had a few people write and ask about guitar lessons, or various music classes, and I thought I’d post this info here for those interested. I do teach privately at The Studios at Eastside Guitars. And while I focus mainly on songwriting, folk, gypsy-jazz, and improvisation, there are many teachers there – some focus on metal, some blues, etc. Many genres. Take a moment and check out their site – if you have any questions, give them a call… 864-281-9771.
Lessons Page at Eastside Guitars.
Alas, someone (brilliant) has taken the parody of the now infamous Trololo Man (in which they overdub themselves singing horribly and refer to it as “Trololo Man Without Autotune”) – and put the actual parody through autotune, with harmonies, and synths. Very surreal. I like it.
In celebration: Jimmy Page confirmed to play the International Show Of Peace in Beijing.
a link to “Embryo No. 2″ (then titled “Domino”)
I found this old film while rummaging through archival footage – it’s interesting how the film shows segregated schools, integrated schools, rural, urban, etc. When I was in elementary school, the school lunch program was pretty much the same as it is shown here. By the time I hit high-school, the meal plans had drastically changed – mostly to incorporate “name-branding” and expediency (not that the regular lunch program was too time consuming… but we were made to think it was). I understand that it is commonplace now to have Burger King or Chic-Fil-A “sponsor” lunches, or even have their “food” available everyday. No wonder American waistlines have expanded so in the past decade.
This is something short I did for my friend, Buddy Zapata (who is amazing!) – featuring his song, “Father’s Son”, from his album Turo. Go buy it.
As this song plays,
I can positively
smell the autumn air
from a small
southern town – at a college,
of which I was
a non-student for a short time –
in and out of love,
searching, and hiding
things I’m still trying to find.
In went a serum,
and out came a darkness that
shadowed even the hardest of hearts…
and that was precisely what I had been trying to do since birth: fading into …