non copus mentis
this blog is old. ignore it for now.
thoughts, views, and laundry lists from greg roth, an independent, unsigned, unknown singer/songwriter in arlington va
tonight is my last show of 2004, at art-o-matic. since the beginning of recording the forthcoming album back in march, public appearences have dwindled. i'm not much into working the musician's network at the moment. i suspect that will change once i release the album and have something tangible for people to label by.
just got back from vacation in LA. to wit, here are my impressions of socal, in good vs. bad form.
i just returned from a weekend in boston, my first time there in years. one of my stops was to see the Paradise Lounge, the premier smaller size, concert venue for indie- and up-and-coming bands/artists. while the DC area does boast Iota, it does not boast a club quite as versitile as the Paradise. For one thing, the PL has two rooms, much like the Black Cat, and both seem to have serious draws (unlike the Black Cat, who's backstage quite frankly, is kind of lame). As well, the music slection at the PL appears to be between the Black Cat and Iota veins, catering to more than one demographic , but with a little more emphasis on WXPN-style music (more songwriter based). DC, of course, has zilch in the way of intelligent music radio, local or otherwise.
is it wrong to publish a news update to say that's there's no update? basically, there's not too much new going on musically speaking here. the record is essentially done, but is being held up in end-of-the-year, indie-artist lack-of-time-and-funding limbo. looks like we'll be going else where to mix the record then previously expected. rob just doesn't have the time to do it and i don't have the leverage to tell him to quit his job so he can do it. in the long run, this may save me some cash, which i have been using to travel as of late.
i cannot and will not root for the red sox and here's why: i don't trust them. they all look alike. they all are 6-2, 205 lbs with scruffy goatees and scrappy demeanors. in short, the entire team is a bunch of trot nixon clones. also, pedro is a punk and schilling should have been a phillie (again). also also, long live the curse. you trade the babe, you lose the karma. that's the way the universe works.
wow, the posts have died off already? no, just been holding the card close to the vest. if anyone's reading this and "anyone" happens to be someone who downloaded my song, thanks. we finished 5th on the leaderboard. not bad.