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Saturday, May 29   >>

THIS IS GOING TO BE SO FUCKING FUN TO PLAY LIVE

Nothing feels forced.



Unlike last bands/groups/gigs/projects, I'm not thinking about promoters, or EPKs, or stupid clubs, or demographics, or networking, or blah blah blah blah.

It's just, like, coming out. And I've never been more happy with the writing sessions that have come this week.

There's no doubt the positive theme to all this new music (some motifs pulled from dead rock operas of years past) is a direct reaction to, frankly, everything. It's like a big "fuck you" to all who wronged me in any aspect.

I'm still kicking. And this time, I'm not going to throw a white flag. And I'm not playing any more gigs for other people for the rest of the year. No side stuff, no other shows, no shitty girl singers (so many of them, good lord), no men with proverbial vaginas, no more other douchey "artists" who have half their foot in the door, nada.

These are my Recitals.

(So dramatic)