Thankful and Thoughtful

It's Thanksgiving Eve!
I'm so thankful for having all of you who pay attention to what I do. Y'all bless me by listening to my music and supporting my art.

It's been a big week. The CD went to Discmakers a week ago. Production has begun, as mentioned in my previous blog. The street date for the CD is December 18. Just one week before Christmas.

I'm in the process of booking my new tour of the UK as well. I'm excited to bring my music to new cities (Nottingham, Stockport, Leeds) and venues along with the markets that embraced me back in 2006 (like Barnsley, Huddersfield, London and Sheffield)! The dates will all be in March now, due to the lateness of the CDs arrival. I really need three months' lead time to seriously promote the shows and the album from 5000 miles away. But this tour's gonna be way bigger than the previous. It must do. There's more on the line and more entertaining to be done!

I'm also hoping to hook up for some of these dates with my favorite UK based bands including SUPERfreak, the Foxes, the Centeenials, Dirty Fakirs and a group I've blogged about before, the Lightyears. Check them out. And if you are a member of NME.com, please vote for the Lightyears to come to L.A. in the NME Breaking Bands competition.

Time to tend to the greens I have cooking for tomorrow's food extravaganza. Mmm. I smell cornbread!
Have a Happy Thanksgiving!

Peace & Disco Beats and Cranberry Sauce

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