I've got a spiffy new website, made for the current century, powered by real electricity. Included in that website is a built-in blog. Find it here:
If just the thought of clicking one more friggin' link is enough to fry your brain, I'm reposting the current post here:
With this year's resistable rise of Mr. T(rump), I got inspired by the question "What do women see in him?". Some lyrics soon followed, then a melody, now a recording. The Bandcamp player allows High Fidelity downloads, the Soundcloud player gives Good Enough fidelity - either way allows sharing:
The song hearkens back to the songwriting style of The Bobs, though this time it ain't acapella. Kind of a Goldfinger-y big band 60's pop vibe. Old pal Laurie Amat (famed as an avant-gardist, collaborator with The Residents, and singer of overall repute) signed on to be the lead singer, and delivered big-time, with a big, bold, brassy sound. You can share it, post it, download it - it's yours to keep as our gift to you!
With all the political stormclouds hanging over us, a bit of levity is in order. And some understanding - people seem to want desperately to be saved, in a big way, a romantic way, an impossible way. Their yearnings aren't wrong, but the object of their affection - This year's Mr. T - is some kind of awful.
Special big thanks to Dann Fink, Richard Bob Greene, and Joshua Raoul Brody for valuable input/feedback/help in the writing and production of Great Again!
