The jump...

How does one start a blog? Hell, if that's not a question tailor made for the 21st century then I wouldn't know what is.

Well, let's see.. the title comes from the band I'm in, Lawnchair. Thing are going well enough. We just released our second record (independently), "Hard to Swallow", with good reception at our well-attended CD release party. The band is in an odd spot right now. We took a bit of a break during the summer - which was much needed and enjoyed by me - that seems to have unraveled things a bit. As chief songwriter and all around fucking den mother for the band, I've had to scramble to get personnel and gigs back on track... but it's getting there.

Maybe what I should do here is give some back story to the songs... an exercise in narcissism if nothing else I suppose.

Hard to Swallow - is just a ramble about life's pit falls and this fucked up world of ours. The first verse is about love lost and personal mis-steps. The second verse is about W and his quest to FUBAR our whole ball of wax (yeah, it's been melting for years... that evil little bastard seems to be holding closer to the flame).

"The dunce is out of the corner,
He's right up on that hill.
The dunce is out of the corner,
He's right up on that (capital)hill.
Momma, I think that fool's gonna say something to get us all killed."


I guess that's a start. We'll see if I can keep this up. I've been writing a ton of songs... have enough keepers for a new record... probably enough for a solo project and a band project. Who knows if any of it will see the light of day.