Was at the Gym tonight and CNN happened to be on the television and it was all the talk of John McCain's VP choice, Sarah Palin.
As far as women politicians go she is far more beautiful than you could ever hope for. Even i forgot for a moment that a senile rage prone war mongerer was standing beside her. I would call this pick an incredibly wise call... there are a few smart people running the world and they got that one right. She is for drilling for oil in the Alaska wildlife refuge, a completely insane and foolish position to have for the good of the earth... see global warming, if you believe in that... maybe GOD will come down one day and snap his fingers and clean up our mess... but i doubt it. It is a good political point to argue because either side could win given the gross ignorance of human voting populations. And She is inexperienced... the thing that they are trying to label the competition (Barack Obama)thus setting a "back-fire" trap. And you start thinking about that and you remember that you have spent a few minutes thinking about American Politics and you weren't wondering why certain members of the current administration are not in Jail serving multiple life sentences.
My point being you could argue her points and save John McCain from being exposed... after all he is an honourble guy who served his country.... yada yada.
Wasn't i to give a lecture about turning in your Band Bio on schedule?
I guess the bare bones are "just do it"... can i use that or does Nike one that phrase?
Excuses are a cancer to the cure. Probably the best advice would be to go and read the bio's of the success full bands in your genre and plagiarize. I Know that sounds negative but i remember reading a book about "how to write a hit song" and it basically said the same thing. I think the Music industry has it's waves and the idea is to be on your board paddling hard just before it breaks and then ride that fucker!
I didn't do that of course because for some reason it doesn't excite me. I turned in a bio and a one sheet... the bio is for the band and the one sheet is for the CD. I think the key thing is brevity.
What are these sheets of paper with words on them doing for you?
If you can get the CD into the hands of a person who has the power to expose your music to a larger audience (the ultimate goal of an artist... i would say) then the sheet of paper is there to intrigue that person into taking a listen.
That is why turning in a bag winded dog of a bio is pure suicide. If they want to know then they will ask and that is probably only if they listen to, and like your music... in which case the bio did it's job. A few strong points, or a quote to have within easy access so that if your song were to be played on the radio the dj could say "21 Tandem Repeats has been called one of the most important and successful bands in Vancouver and here is their latest hit "Robertson's Dream Orchard".
I owe the Mule a big thanks for being the Mule he is. Mule helps me look like less of an idiot than i am by reading over and "tweaking" things. I guess the real lesson there is "Be a good person and be forthright and honest and work hard and try to treat people right... that way when you need a bit of help it's not a big deal". By the way Mule i heard that A ghost to Kill again is playing next Thurdsay at the plaza... good chance A Ghost to Kill Again (a stellar 5 star band) won't get around to telling anybody.
so... Pick your day and get your bio's photographs, album cover JPegs in order. And what ever you do make sure your CD's will be pressed on time... you never know what will happen.
Friday, August 29, 2008
Thursday, August 28, 2008
The Super Robertson Chronicles started out as Robertson writing things so that there would be new things on the Roadbed website to lure people to come back to the site and expose those people with the band.
This is of course back in the day... and still to this day the Roadbed web site has no streaming audio... and there was no youtube... and i wasn't on the CD baby train either.
In fact the logic went that the site was so irrelevant for it's lack of audio... it being a band site that i sat in an office, in a "business meeting" knowing full well thet the people who were trying to sell me a "webservice" were borderline retarded and incompetent yet i still gave them several hundred dollars because i couldn't stand the problem being on me any longer.
Remember MP3.com?
All the cat's had mp3.com sites and you could hear music. The CBC'c Newmusiccanada site and the CBC's ZED site were my main links but apparently some people had problems getting the stuff to play... I didn't.
What the hell... this anit going to be some corn fed walk down band website lane... leave that to a real writer.
What i was hoping to say before i felt the rich pull of that history is that i feel i should get back on track with the chronicling of the great "man in band vs world" conflict and perhaps i could give some advice on raising young girls from time to time.
I guess the problem is that a website chronicle reads backwards... and no you can't change it now... the line has been cast.
21 Tandem Repeats answers the bell and steps into the ring for round # 3. NO JUNK MAIL PLEASE is the CD's title “We chose this title so that we could include a sticker that, once applied to your mailbox, would cease the delivery of admail,” says front man Super Robertson.
come to think of it.. this is completely retarded. Wasn't the whole reason i was going to stop playing music a few years ago because of this inane bull shit.
Imagine being some fucking ass hole in a band talking about what kind of tea he is drinking while servicing his shit eating "web blog" trying to promote his band that highlight S. Robertson's poignant melodies with rustic orchestral accompaniments to assemble simply beautiful results.
Never underestimate the power of negativity. I think the real problem with negativity is the negative part... it turns people off and makes then feel "not good", and so they see nothing and they want to get away back to their own blanket of blindness.
A constant positive outlook is for suckers... unless you can afford to live away from humans without fighting mammals for berries and grubs.
all right I'll write the dog up.
81 days until we officially release the latest offering from Canada Lynx Records.
I am working with a professional publicist and that is a good amount of time to do it right. And since i have done i wrong for so many years, this may en up being a good resource for young fools like i was (and still am. it never would have worked for me though because i never would have read it... i would be too busy trying to put 1000 posters up all by myself to promote a show as if that herculean effort was in some way making a difference.
I think in the end it is about letting people know.. and that can be a very hard thing because when you are trying to "chum" somebody up you usually en up chumming too hard and showing your jack ass.
Next post: what you will need
due by saturday.
(always have deadlines and hold yourself to them... better to be somewhat there than nowhere)
This is of course back in the day... and still to this day the Roadbed web site has no streaming audio... and there was no youtube... and i wasn't on the CD baby train either.
In fact the logic went that the site was so irrelevant for it's lack of audio... it being a band site that i sat in an office, in a "business meeting" knowing full well thet the people who were trying to sell me a "webservice" were borderline retarded and incompetent yet i still gave them several hundred dollars because i couldn't stand the problem being on me any longer.
Remember MP3.com?
All the cat's had mp3.com sites and you could hear music. The CBC'c Newmusiccanada site and the CBC's ZED site were my main links but apparently some people had problems getting the stuff to play... I didn't.
What the hell... this anit going to be some corn fed walk down band website lane... leave that to a real writer.
What i was hoping to say before i felt the rich pull of that history is that i feel i should get back on track with the chronicling of the great "man in band vs world" conflict and perhaps i could give some advice on raising young girls from time to time.
I guess the problem is that a website chronicle reads backwards... and no you can't change it now... the line has been cast.
21 Tandem Repeats answers the bell and steps into the ring for round # 3. NO JUNK MAIL PLEASE is the CD's title “We chose this title so that we could include a sticker that, once applied to your mailbox, would cease the delivery of admail,” says front man Super Robertson.
come to think of it.. this is completely retarded. Wasn't the whole reason i was going to stop playing music a few years ago because of this inane bull shit.
Imagine being some fucking ass hole in a band talking about what kind of tea he is drinking while servicing his shit eating "web blog" trying to promote his band that highlight S. Robertson's poignant melodies with rustic orchestral accompaniments to assemble simply beautiful results.
Never underestimate the power of negativity. I think the real problem with negativity is the negative part... it turns people off and makes then feel "not good", and so they see nothing and they want to get away back to their own blanket of blindness.
A constant positive outlook is for suckers... unless you can afford to live away from humans without fighting mammals for berries and grubs.
all right I'll write the dog up.
81 days until we officially release the latest offering from Canada Lynx Records.
I am working with a professional publicist and that is a good amount of time to do it right. And since i have done i wrong for so many years, this may en up being a good resource for young fools like i was (and still am. it never would have worked for me though because i never would have read it... i would be too busy trying to put 1000 posters up all by myself to promote a show as if that herculean effort was in some way making a difference.
I think in the end it is about letting people know.. and that can be a very hard thing because when you are trying to "chum" somebody up you usually en up chumming too hard and showing your jack ass.
Next post: what you will need
due by saturday.
(always have deadlines and hold yourself to them... better to be somewhat there than nowhere)
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
we come from different places
and we are going in different directions
and i can be a bugger too
like, if you were a balloon, i could take a pin and pop you
sad sad swan song
long gone
i still feel the ilk of your presence
might i add... you fucking son of a bitch!
or would that be rude and give you a reason to get you back up
and start one of your completely insane dialogues that just goes on like a nightmare
let me sleep and don't wake me up anymore
and we are going in different directions
and i can be a bugger too
like, if you were a balloon, i could take a pin and pop you
sad sad swan song
long gone
i still feel the ilk of your presence
might i add... you fucking son of a bitch!
or would that be rude and give you a reason to get you back up
and start one of your completely insane dialogues that just goes on like a nightmare
let me sleep and don't wake me up anymore
Sunday, August 10, 2008
and the 4 year old girl high on juice is in her room at the cottage and decides that she will have anther glass of juice.. how will she sell it to her juice hating parents?
"Just a titch of juice, and then i will go to bed".. all the while holding up her fingers in a pinching manner as if to measure the amount she will have. "Yes, i will have a titch of juice, just a titch of juice and then i will go to bed" Her mother is in the kitchen and the small girl who is now absolutely confident in her plan to get another small serving of juice walks up to her holding up her fingers to show the volume and then again... "i will have a titch of juice, yes, just a titch of juice and then i will go to bed" The Mother looks down in disbelief... the child noticing she has the full attention of the mother reiterates ""just a titch of juice, i will have..." and then perhaps recognizes the incredulous look on her mothers face. Count about four steamboats and then you hear "OH, MILK, YES I would like a nice cold glass of Milk
Sooner or later we all turn into our fathers
I locked my wife out to the house the other day. She failed to see that it was actually a problem on her end... leaving the house without keys. Apparently standing on the front steps does not in some cultures mean that you have left the house. I was on my way to the gym when i got the call. I thought it was Rilcof a friend who i was to meet at the gym so i started in on one of my patented abuse to motivated talks... about three minutes into it i hear this familiar woman's voice "M.R you locked me out of the house". Later on that night AFTER THE BBQ and the beers and when the people had gone home i was outside putting a few things away and she slyly tried to lock me out saying do you have your key... Of course i do i said proudly and i appreciate you testing me like that... now do you want to go out and double check that the garage is locked or should i... it was me.
"Just a titch of juice, and then i will go to bed".. all the while holding up her fingers in a pinching manner as if to measure the amount she will have. "Yes, i will have a titch of juice, just a titch of juice and then i will go to bed" Her mother is in the kitchen and the small girl who is now absolutely confident in her plan to get another small serving of juice walks up to her holding up her fingers to show the volume and then again... "i will have a titch of juice, yes, just a titch of juice and then i will go to bed" The Mother looks down in disbelief... the child noticing she has the full attention of the mother reiterates ""just a titch of juice, i will have..." and then perhaps recognizes the incredulous look on her mothers face. Count about four steamboats and then you hear "OH, MILK, YES I would like a nice cold glass of Milk
Sooner or later we all turn into our fathers
I locked my wife out to the house the other day. She failed to see that it was actually a problem on her end... leaving the house without keys. Apparently standing on the front steps does not in some cultures mean that you have left the house. I was on my way to the gym when i got the call. I thought it was Rilcof a friend who i was to meet at the gym so i started in on one of my patented abuse to motivated talks... about three minutes into it i hear this familiar woman's voice "M.R you locked me out of the house". Later on that night AFTER THE BBQ and the beers and when the people had gone home i was outside putting a few things away and she slyly tried to lock me out saying do you have your key... Of course i do i said proudly and i appreciate you testing me like that... now do you want to go out and double check that the garage is locked or should i... it was me.
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