|Oh Shut Up! I know I haven't jived in a year, but...I been sick. And busy. And lazy.
How about this.
Every time I write something, I hit spell check and there are so many misteaks that the computer just erases the whole damn thing. You believe me, don'cha? Sure, you do. It has been an eventful time since last I writ. LaBamba and The Love Man have departed for the Land of Dreams and Nightmares. As Van Dyke Parks said, "Dreams are stillborn in Hollywood". Nice. We wish them both terrible luck out there so's they will return to the swamps of Jersey where they belong. Not really. California needs more fruits and nuts out there. They should fit right in.
The financial debacle has, I'm sure, hit many of you. I hope not too hard. We Jukes have struggled a little, but with summer here, things are looking up. I hope to keep ticket prices as low as possible, and we are going to be putting up songs and shows for download at a reasonable price. Also, I am going to TRY to twist the King Pin's arm into giving discounts for merch, but he's such a bully. The brute. Yell at him when you see him. He needs it.
On the "product" front, we are in the throes of recording a new CD. Most of the songs will be home-grown, and they are very rockandroll oriented. Not too much R&B this time, because that's just the way I'm rollin' Mitch. I hope to have the opus completed by late summer, but tempus sure do fugit when you are recording.
| THE JIVES
April, 13 2013
January, 28 2013
October, 29 2012
As forewarned, we will be striking England again this Autumn. It will be as prophesied in Nostradamus; a plague of locusts and trombones. Flee for the heights, ye mortals! We WILL be playing tunes from the new CD by then....hear me, Jukes? We will, of course, haunt the old places like Martells and The Pony and the Hampton Beach Casino, etc, etc, etc. You’ll need refreshment by then, so stop on by.
On the home front, I have planted many herbs and a few Melvins, and am going to try tomatoes. Again. I’m never here to water the little bastards, so they up and die on me in spite. And I swear this year I will get one (1) lemon from my Myers lemon tree, if the squirrels don’t snatch it first. Exciting, isn’t it? You won’t get this hot gossip from Little Steven's web site.
In closing, let me state that I will endeavor to be more diligent in writing, but probably not.
Yours in perpetuity
Curate ut valeatis