No Monkeeing Around

Lots of news this week.

I received the proofs from my photo shoot for my LP cover taken by Hendershotts photography. I am very excited to get to work on the design for the cover this weekend. Not to mention sharing new pix on my website, myspace, facebook, etc. Which also means revamping my current website, so watch that space, too.

We are a song or two away from being done with the mixes for the album. Producer Adam Marsland is focusing on the album closer, A Miracle Is On The Way. It's a blast of 1978 in all the best ways. I am still aiming to release the lead single at the end of the month, beginning of April.

I was saddened by the passing of Davy Jones from the Monkees. However, it seems he was on tour at the time. A true performer. I am an apologist for the Monkees. Everyone mentions Daydream Believer, but my favorite lead vocals by Davy were Valleri, She Hangs Out, Star Collector and the super-breathy ballad Forget That Girl. Revisit them and hear a bona fide pop singer at work.

Finally, tonight, I am performing with Adam and his band the AMCB at Cinema Bar. It is a free show, no cover. Lots of great music from Adam and some cool covers and mini-sets by guest vocalists, including yours truly. I will be up for a handful of tunes, so y'all come. Dress cute.

Peace!

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