Memorial Day weekend, time for barbecues, parties, sales, (which means lots of shopping), and perhaps getting drunk and abusing a loved one.... it happens. And this is to commemorate what?
Many years ago I was driving up a road in the Ventura hills, it was Memorial Day. The sun had just set to reveal a gigantic moon.
It's hot as hell today. After a long drawn out period of clouds and even rain, LA is back to doing what it does best, being hot as hell. I'm just here visiting. I now reside in Oregon and I love it, but LA is where the biz is. So I'm taking meetings, makin' the scene, promoting the release of three new albums and wondering how on earth one goes about getting an iPod commercial. It's the new world; the artist is now responsible for his or her career. In the 'old' days you signed a deal and that was the last you dealt with any kind of messy 'business'. But you know, I like this new business model, I like the challenge, the control, the lack of waste(we burn em as we sell em) and I love the word of mouth, the grass roots of it, it's funny, in some ways the digital world seems to be more actual...
Today I had the incredible opportunity to be a guest on "Jonesy's Jukebox", one of the most awesome Indy radio shows in LA. Steven Jones, the remarkable man, the incredible Disk Jockey and of course former Sex Pistol, waxed soulfully on the many topics of the day....
