I hope the guys don't mind. I wanted to post a link to some music I have been working on lately. This is my NYC project that I mention every once in a while and I want to share it with the friends that I have here on the World Wide Web. Myspace, as hip but lame as it is, is great for bands because they let you put your songs up for free. Let me give a run down of the songs that are currently playing on our myspace page:

Nadan'C : A lovely song about nothing. At the same time it is in the key of C major. If you use your noodle you might get that it is not just a clever title. In my opinion it is really about more then nothing but rather about all things. The problem is that when you encompass everything eventually you get back to a point of nothing. That is because of some fancy laws of physics that are above everyone's head. I don't want to get into it. This is actually one of my favorite songs that willow and I have written together.

Song for Maryanne: This is a song we wrote while we were on vacation over Memorial Day weekend this year. We had a lovely house in Rhode Island with a couple of other friends and the porch was perfect for drinking beer and writing songs. Maryanne is a very special and talented performer in the NYC area who I have never actually met.

Microphone: This is a great tune in my opinion. Live it really fills up the room (especially at the bitter end pub with the grand piano!). It is about real people but with some made-up events, details, and motivations.

Dear Me: A song about the need to move on. So you fucked up, no one really cares. Before you know it you are still in the corner regretting, fretting, and bloodletting and everyone else has forgotten about you. None of these things will help you. Life is hard but it is only as good as you can make it. (This is my interpretation. I did not write the song but this is what it means to me. Willow probably has a completely different idea, and that idea is probably more correct then mine.)

So please listen and enjoy and if you are in the NYC area come and see us next time we play. I thought that this would be some interesting filler while The Good Flame is preparing for world domination.

I am not picky about my haircut but I need to feel comfortable. The main comfort is not paying over ten dollars. For about 7 years of my life I got my hair cut at one of two places. One was called "seven bucks a whack" (it actually charged nine bucks but who is counting?) and the other was a nice lady up in the middle of nowhere in Maine that gave me a great six dollar haircut. Today I finally found a place that I am comfortable with in New York. After weeks of searching I found a five dollar haircut in Manhattan! I did it and I am proud. It was a great cut and was in my budget. I will be returning to the ever elusive five dollar haircut place that took me weeks to find again and I recommend it to everyone.

if anyone wants to see tbone perform tonight go here and click on "click here to start the show". This is my new york project. We will be the duo with the piano player and me on guitar. We start at 11:00 pm new york time. It is actually pretty good sound for being a web cast from a bar. they are usually on time so don't be virtually late.

Have you ever been a little buzzed in a group of Arab men? They don't drink. A drunken fight happens and what is to blame? hmmmm. Then they tell me, or should I say ask me, why don't you do that? I have a pretty face.

The perks of my new job:
One great show: 17.59
Five seven dollar beers: 35.00
Cost to tbone: 0.00
Yes, this is a good thing. I love bands from Canada! At least until the seven dollar beer buzz wears off.

Pretty good day today if I do say so myself. Really we have to go back to last night to understand the relief that I went through in the early afternoon today. Last night I met up with my good friend and after she sewed up my man-bag (which was separating from its strap) we rounded up some troops and headed out to a fun little bar next to her apartment in the east village. We walk in and it is buy one get one free and the place was covered in pbr cans. We ordered four pbrs and with a dollar tip it was five bucks. I picked this one up with the understanding that she would get the next one. When I tried to order the next round the bartender (who was really hot but I am sure she could beat the shit out of me, which is kind of hot and kind of makes me want to start working out) informs me that that deal is over. I plead with her saying that the sign said all day but she said that it is now night time and all day is over. This moment of disappointment was short lived because she informed me that they have an all you can drink beer special for five buck until eleven. Yippee! I love all you can drink specials. I got two of those and as our friends joined us, one even brought a pizza which is always nice; things were turning into a really fun night. At eleven the other guy who lives in Brooklyn and I had to leave because the goddamn L train was not going to be running late night. As I got of the train I realized I left my newly repaired man-bag at the bar. I couldn't go back because the train was not going to be running so I called and they found it and I was able to pick it up today. Thank fucking god!
In other news the weather was much better today and I think I only let off a moderate amount of sweat. At least I am not in Georgia. My little sister is in her first week of training down there and I hear that the heat is just horrible. Good luck sis!

okay this is what I am talking about. this just popped up on firfox. it doesn't give me hope for the morning. what am I supposed to do?

I think this blog will just become a weather update site because that is what is consuming my life. Today was very hot, very humid. My body doesn't deal with the heat very well. I am a sweater. Not like a nice Kashmir deal, but a damp wet blanket that you drape over yourself when you just want to fell gross. Luckily, white pants season is in full effect and I can sweat my brains out waiting for the train and look at chicks. Then I think to myself how great it would be if all the sweat I was producing could collect on everyone's collective white pant and we would have a wet pants contest like they do in Cancun.

I love my new job by the way! I have figured out that you are not a celebrity unless you have an office. That people call from. To talk to other celebrity’s offices. I am not a celebrity.

It is now one in the morning, Saturday night, and the heat is getting to my fellow brooklynites. Today was Puerto Rican day and that, combined with the tropical like humidity and temperature, made for an evening of drunk people wandering around yelling at the sky and each other. They had this big thing with bands and booths selling food in the park next to my apartment and it was just a zoo all day. Why do they do this in the polish neighborhood?

I have just returned from a gig. Not one of my worse gigs, but up there. This was not the good flame but rather my NYC project and we just had a bad night. The sound sucked, the turnout was bad, and I am at home alone on a Saturday night. We have another gig in a week that I hope will go better. And pay us for that matter.

A good friend of the good flame, who once sat in on a set playing mandolin got seriously injured. He sustained a serious head injury and is in the hospital and it sounds like he will be there for a while. I am flying back home in august and the good flame, along with many other bands (including my nyc project probably) will be playing one of the famous charity events that the good flame does every year. He is uninsured and every minute in the hospital adds another year of debt. We will not be able to pay off his bill but hopefully he will be able to attend and we can make a difference with money, and his friends coming around to play some music and drink some drink. Keep him in your thoughts and we will have more details in the coming weeks. We have the general idea of a venue and we are trying to get the line-up set. This is going to be a great event. I remember one of our charity shows was for lymphoma research. We did that because a close friend of the band was diagnosed with Hodgkin’s disease and it makes me, and I assume the rest of the band, happy to do something positive with our music. The Good Flame has always been about people laughing, singing, and drinking together. We never charge for our cds or our shows (except once when we had a cover against our will). The Good Flame catalog is like those Irish drinking songs that everyone knows and they sing them to together. To have a bit of solidarity with each other. To laugh about the silliness of life and forget the mundane. With all of the medical advancements today I feel positive of our friend, and I think a dose of the good flame is in order.
I have had a rough day and will now finish my miller high life (in a large bottle) and retire. I think I will go to Coney Island in the morning. Maybe some ocean air will do me good.

Today was way too hot for me. It is getting to be that time of year in New York where the garbage sitting on the street slowly cooks, emitting a horrible stench, air conditioners drip on your head from the apartments above, and everyone is a little cranky. I changed my shirt three times today. The only good part is white pants season is in full swing and I sit at my window watching all of the hot polish chicks walk by wearing next to nothing. The biggest problem is that it doesn't really cool down at night. I am not looking forward to sleeping tonight. Another problem is when I took out my fan it was broken. Great! Too early to turn on the AC because of the electric bill but maybe I will sneak in a few minutes of refreshment while the rommies are out.

Today was an absolutely gorgeous day! I have been feeling very positive as of late and I was able to relax and vacuum and even fit in an episode of COPS. COPS is my favorite television show. It may be a little white trash, especially when I watch it with a 40 of Miller High Life, but hey, who am I trying to impress?
I started my new job yesterday and I really think I am going to love it. The job is right up my alley and I am working in the music business (which is nothing short of a hoot) and the people in the office are really nice. I am discovering that besides some of the artists on the label, I am the only male in the whole organization. So my first day I did have to move some boxes that I think had needed to be moved for a couple years but no one was willing to attempt it. The office itself is incredible. It's a private residence of a very well established musician and author. A very fancy upper west side apartment with a view of Jersey (which isn't the nicest thing to look at because it's, you know, Jersey). The only awkward part was the maid. How do you interact with the maid? She came in and emptied my trash twice and I said thanks but the other people working didn't say anything. And another thing, she was there all day long! How do you clean all day long? The place looked really clean when I came in I just don't get it. I wonder if she is there everyday.
With the nice weather I walked down to the park earlier and I will tell you, when it starts getting nice in New York the hot woman just decide to walk around mostly naked. You would think that they are paid extras or something that the city just keeps in storage over the winter. There were so many hot polish and hipster chicks sun bathing I almost popped like a fourteen year old's cherry.
I am now in summer classes and I think they are going to be pretty easy and then fall term and graduation. It's about fucking time.