Eric Slick with Project Object!

That's a photo of Eric playing with Project Object at World Cafe in November, 2005.

And guess what? Eric is now drummer for Project Object and will be going out on tour with them from April 14-May 14, 2005, returning home one day before his 19th birthday which I can guarantee you now, will be the blow-out of the century. Here's the details:

Project/Object Spring Tour
April/May 2006
The Music Of Frank Zappa

Andre' Cholmondeley - guitar, vocals
Dave Johnsen - bass, vocals
Robbie Mangano - guitar, vocals (selected shows)
Eric Slick - drums, vocals, electronics
Eric Svalgard - keys, vocals
Ike Willis - guitar, vocals

-the tour is "Eastern 1/2 of the USA"
-BRAND NEW Project/object sets
-Special "Joe's Garage" set due to Ike's solo presence


So how freaking cool is that!

It's already being discussed on the Zappa forum board right here along with some congratulations and that same photo I posted above. There's also another blurb somewhere on the forum but I can't find it. All I can say is, if you are forum board savvy, you'll probably locate it easily. I am not. Those things scare me.

Oh man, if they have an end of tour concert at the World Cafe Live in Philly as is there usual custom I will personally see that it is sold out both shows...you know me, I'll start posting the billboards now, both physically and via the worldwide web. Seems to me I once got drunk and even joined that aforesaid Zappa forum board -- I'll have to try out my usual screen name and password to see if it works but I'm getting a vague memory of hanging out buzzed and discussing Zappanale with people there...and then I lost where the thread was and never went back....yeah, that's what happened. Okay, then, I'll start a new thread where I can find it. Whatever!
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But this isn't until April, and in the meantime, Eric's got all the stuff going on next week which I mentioned a few days ago, like going out to Hollywood, etc. and doing a Shannon Penn Band gig in February...I'm pretty sure Shannon has a bunch of shows lined up with Eric as well. So does Flamingo...there's that New York Knitting Factory show in early February. The boy is going to be busy doing what he loves. Lucky, lucky him.

Anyway, sorry for the tone of yesterday's post. I was in a funk but I feel better today. I started weirding myself out that I was becoming reclusive or worse, agorophobic. And then I read all of these blog posts written by people who went to the Neil Gaiman reading in NYC and had a blast and I beat myself up for not going...arghh...why can't I just admit I was tired and stressed from a weekend spent draining one thousand gallons of icy water off of my roof and didn't feel like taking the long train/cab ride to New York? No, I had to start diagnosing myself with psychiatric disorders and use a lot of four letter words.

Oh well. Can I blame it on artistic temperament?

Ack, the truth is, I'm insecure about some new material I've been working on...there are days the writing goes really well and other days I'm convinced it's complete garbage and I should just sell apples on the corner.

No matter. Julie and I are going out to breakfast this morning at the lovely Cafe Lutecia at 23rd and Lombard where they serve hot, fresh baked croissants and yeah, yeah, then I will do my dreaded banking and pharmacy run while Julie heads off to her first class of the day at Drexel U. In a perfect world, I'll even walk the mile or so home for exercise...bleh.

Or do it the usual Robin way and hail a cab.

Later...

xo

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, it's crazy, but Three Days in New York City still has a chance of finishing up in a very respectable spot at Predators and Editors top small press novels of 2005 and voting ends on Sunday so please, please, please, if you haven't voted, here is the link.

I did ask you to vote for me earlier this month as your favorite Phaze author -- this is a totally different poll and I apologize for being such a huge bore, but it would be very cool to have Three Days finish in the top ten and would do much to help this black hole of depression swallowing me at the moment.

Yes, it's true. I've got a case of post-holiday blues and so do a lot of my friends. We've all kind of gone into hiding. One of my very best writer pals -- with several books published worldwide -- has had to take a day job which is a travesty because he's so incredibly brilliant but there you have it...we are one fucked up society right now with a skewed value system as concerns the arts and well, everything, really.

And unbelievably enough, after talking about it for weeks, I did not go to New York last night for the Neil Gaiman reading because all of a sudden, the thought of taking the train to Penn Station at rush hour and then making my way all the way up to 92nd Street just seemed so fucking unappealing -- maybe because I've been to New York at least one hundred times in the past year and I've finally decided I prefer Philadelphia because we have everything NY has except we are smaller, more accessible, and you can get a cab anytime and anywhere you want -- or, the real reason: Neil Gaiman is coming to Philadelphia in two weeks at a venue five minutes from my house so, like, it's not that I'm a crazed groupie who needs to see him twice in a month...

But I'm still a bit worried about myself. I haven't wanted to leave home at all lately...I just want to stay here and write and/or veg out alone. I suspect a lot of people go through that in January...but it's weirdly become agony for me to venture out even to do banking, etc. Though I must admit, I had a blast shopping for sushi supplies and cheesecake with Julie last week, so maybe it's just the mundane things I want to avoid right now.

And train rides to New York.

(Ha ha - if you've read Three Days, the opening chapter starts out with the female character on the train from Philly to NYC where she has a series of um, unfortunate incidents. The irony is not lost on me.)

Ah well, I do have other news including some cool stuff happening for Eric (can I trade lives with my son?) but this is just one of those posts where I need to vent and loosen up my fingers for my day's writing.

Sorry. I promise to be cheerier next time.

xo

Odds and Sods - January 8, 2006

So here's the latest addition to the Slick family guitar collection. We're all like little kids over this one. Cool, huh.

Hey, I'm still in that parallel universe. My book is hanging tough at #10 in best small press novels of 2005. If you haven't voted, here's the link to put a check mark next to Three Days in New York City. Thank you, thank you, thank you and if you write to me and tell me that you voted for my book, I will give you candy.

Nothing much else happening here except that I'm extremely jealous my son gets to go to The NAMM Show 2006 in Anaheim, California next week, where, among other things, he will hang out with everyone who is anyone in the music world (including his hero, Bill Bruford) and he'll perform a couple of songs with Mike Keneally on the John Lennon Bus. While he's out on the west coast, he's also got a gig Friday night at the LA Knitting Factory and is playing a party on Wednesday at the DigiTech party at NAMM.

That, and the lucky bastard gets to eat In-N-Out Burgers for five days.

In other Eric news, he's recording a new CD with his band, Flamingo and they're playing the New York Knitting Factory on February 7, 2006.

Much to Julie's dismay, she returns to Drexel University on Monday following Christmas break where she's taken a really heavy class load this semester, but she's got an upcoming gig with McRad in February and has some other fun stuff coming up this month, like her 20th birthday, so I'm not too worried about her.

Anyway, as I mentioned yesterday, a few friends of mine from Zoetrope Studios have won some pretty spectacular writing awards lately. Over at Night Train Magazine, my pals Myfanwy Collins, Kathy Fish, Todd Zuniga, and Jim Ruland were winners in the annual Richard Yates Short Story Awards. And Jim Tomlinson has won the Iowa Fiction Prize and his collection will be published in 2006. So good on them!

My life is a nightmare at the moment. It seems I have six feet of water on the roof because the gutters are filled with leaves, so yesterday's excitement had me threading a hose attached to a sump pump from the bathtub and up through the skylight in Eric's bedroom so that it could all be drained off before the dreaded visit to the roof today in freezing cold weather to do the unclogging thing. I wanted a one hundred year old house WHY? But I knew the doors weren't closing properly upstairs and then I heard a drip, drip, drip coming down through the fireplaces in my bedroom and living room, and I knew there had to be big trouble, especially as I just had a new roof put on just last year.

And now I learn Eric's girlfriend Carolyn is spending the day here, and I love her, but this is just not good...my other plan for this morning was to take down the dead, disgusting Christmas tree, but oh well, what's another day.

Right. But tomorrow I'm going to New York. Oh, okay, Tuesday then. And maybe sometime in between I'll get a chance to write?

A girl can dream...

Darling's

Um, that's what remains of a slice of Banana Foster Cheesecake from Darling's, 404 South 20th Street (20th and Pine) in Philadelphia. I'd eaten half the slice before I remembered I wanted to take a photo and write about it, so I put some whipped cream in the missing spot on the plate to make it look better.

(Have you noticed in the last few posts that even my dinner and dessert plates are black?)

Man, that was some fine cheesecake. Julie had the pumpkin, and the shop also offers Grand Marnier, cherry, and chocolate. It was sick!

"It's Philadelphia cheesecake, not New York," the owner told me. "Very rich and full of flavor, but lighter."

In the meantime, Julie and I saw slices of homemade coffee cake and pounced -- we munched on that before we even left the cafe. We both agreed it beats out the coffee cake at Le Bec Fin, that's how good it was...sickly full of butter, nuts, and cinnamon. Nadine's also offers lunch on baguettes baked on premises, and their fresh mozzarella and tomato is sprinkled with fine olive oil and cracked peppercorns and comes in at around $5.00 which is a hell of a lot cheaper than most downtown shops and the fact that they bake the rolls on premises....mmmmm.

In other news, my pal Leslie is meeting me in New York on Monday so I no longer have an extra Neil Gaiman ticket but what do I read this morning -- my luck -- he'll be in Philadelphia on January 26 speaking at the Center City campus of Temple University which is like a five minute walk from my house. Grrr....

(Neil: Would you like to have dinner with us beforehand? Hahahaha - Julie makes some mean sushi.)

(Just kidding, just kidding.)

Actually, it'll be cool to see him speak twice. Because I need to be inspired. I've been reading some of his older essays on writer's block, where do ideas come from, etc. and I think it's just the ticket (oy, a cliche) to get me out of my winter doldrums. I've been manic lately. I'll write for a few days straight, feel wonderful, then spend the next three days in my pajamas, not leaving the house and feeling sorry for myself because all I seem to do is veg out on line or worse, eat until I can't move because I'm putting tremendous pressure on myself...and...truth be told...now that I no longer have a real job, writing is my job, and naturally, since it's now a job...you get the picture. I am actually thinking of going back into the nine to five workplace a couple days a week just to break this self-destructive pattern!

Or not.

Both Julie and Eric are still asleep so I have no news on how their shows went last night. Julie played a big punk rock fest last night and Eric did some recording at Indre Studios so as soon as I talk with them, I'll be back with a full report.

Also, a couple friends of mine have won some pretty impressive writing contests/awards over the past two weeks and I've neglected to mention that...hmmm...it really requires a separate post complete with links to their work, so yeah, yeah, I will do another post on that by the end of the weekend as well.

But right now, it's coffee time...

xo

Julie plays with McRad tonight...she makes the world's greatest sushi...and I still have that extra Gaiman ticket for NYC

So come see Julie play bass with McRad tonight at The Chestnut Room. It's Philly punk night. (Wait. When isn't it?)

And I still have that extra Neil Gaiman ticket for Monday night but I guess if no one wants it and emails me, I will give it to one of the students standing in line an hour prior to the event in hopes of scoring one of the few remaining tickets at a discount. By the way, here's a really cool interview with Gaiman about the NY event.

Also, I know I'm being greedy because I've already asked you guys to vote for me as your favorite Phaze author, but it seems I'm listed on the Predators and Editors website as a candidate for all-around favorite author and book of 2005. Right. I have a real shot in hell on that one. But just in case, here's the link to vote for Three Days in New York City.

Ha ha - it's nice and cozy here in dream world where I live.

ETA: Hey, somehow I'm #10 on the list? What did I do, enter a parallel universe? Okay, please, please vote for me...I'm not beyond begging and carrying out strange favors in return.

And now, the moment you've all been waiting for. How was Julie's sushi? Well, obviously I'm typing this so she didn't kill me or herself.

Let me just say this. I've eaten at one of the finest sushi restaurants in Seattle and the Pacific Northwest is world famous for their fresh fish. I eat at the best sushi restaurants in Philadelphia and New York City all the time. Can I just say without any parental prejudice at all -- because God knows I call it as it is with Julie -- that she made some of the most incredible sushi I've ever tasted in my life? She made a spicy scallop roll with a chili aoili that was to die for and an inside out roll made with fresh tuna, avocado, wasabi cream cheese, and shredded carrot with a wonderful, vinegary sticky rice -- I mean, she flavored the rice like you would not believe, which blew me away and essentially made both dishes. She's raised the standard of sticky rice...I'll never be happy with the ordinary stuff again. Eat your heart out, Iron Chef. So I know you are dying to see the photos, and I am happy to oblige.

Ha ha - I just realized, in these photos you can really see how laid back I am about housekeeping, but you can also see examples of some of Julie's great artwork on the walls so how about if you just look at that and the food and pretend the messy table does not exist. First up, the scallop rolls:



Here's the tuna roll:



And now, in a total tease, I'm going to give you a preview of a future post about the dessert we had following the sushi, where I will talk about Darling's, a wonderful, wonderful cafe Julie and I stumbled on yesterday which is the "originator of the famous Bananas Foster Cheesecake". Since Eric is not a cheesecake fan, we bought him one of Darling's awesome homemade chocolate chunk brownies. Eric is slightly freaked out, both by how great the brownie was and that I snapped his photo while he was eating, especially as he had just taken a shower (hence the wet hair), but I love this photo because Monty dog is obviously trying to send us all telepathic messages that he would like a brownie as well. And yes, I know, it's January 6 and my Christmas tree is still up. So shoot me.

Light a candle for me today...

Okay, there I am with daughter Julie during summer vacation. See how relaxed and happy we both look?

Arghh...I'm meeting her in an hour to go shopping for fresh fish because she's going to use me as her guinea pig today and try out all of her new sushi making equipment. I am tremendously worried about this. I just know that sushi chefs go to school to perfect this art, and Julie is armed with very sharp knives given to her for Christmas by her boyfriend Matt.

Do you see what I'm saying here?

Ha ha - one of the reasons Julie is such a great bass player, chef, student, etc. is that she's a perfectionist and she's got a type A personality which trust me, she did not get from either parent so she must be a genetic mutation of all the partying her dad and I did way back when. But she's also got the temper to go along with it, and when things don't work out the way she plans them...holy shit.

So her brother is smart -- he's spending today and tonight at his girlfriend's house. It's going to be just Julie and me....and those knives.

Nah, I bet she makes the world's best sushi. I'll take photos. If nothing else and things fall apart, maybe I can somehow convince her that fresh crab, salmon, rice and avocado can be layered and served nicely in a martini glass?

Note to self: Buy a bottle of sake while you're out shopping this morning. In fact, buy two bottles.

Wish me luck...

Hey hey, what's today? (Nothing. Just rubbing in that it doesn't matter now that I no longer work 9-5)

Eric on drums with The Shannon Penn Band at Grape Street Pub last night.

Man, what an amazing show. Great songs, great musicianship -- I'm afraid I'm going to have to insist you all join me on February 24 when the band plays World Cafe Live, okay?

Okay.

Here's the link for tickets.

I'm still in heavy writing mode, but my friend Leslie Van Newkirk just turned me on to this site, Most Annoying Things of 2005, which is absolutely hilarious. And sadly, quite true.

And not to be obnoxious, but I have to bring up this up yet again. I can't believe no one has written to me about the extra Neil Gaiman ticket for this coming Monday's event in NYC. Do I have to throw in dinner at Felidia or something? (Love, love, love that restaurant. If you haven't been there, oh my God, you do not know what you are missing.)

Err...and also once more, hey, I'm doing pretty well in that Phaze favorite author poll, so if you haven't voted, here's the link one final time. Hey, I may not win but at least it looks like I'm not going to finish in last place for a change.

Oh, in case anyone is wondering, I am loving writing my novel in longhand with my fountain pen and I have a new Moleskine journal...man, how come no one told me about those when I was on my journal search? Ah. Between the pen and the Moleskine, I just feel so warm and fuzzy and...writerly.

Okey doke, I'm back to work. I'm finally up to the part in my novel I've been dying to write for, oh, twenty odd years...the week "my character" spends in New York at the Plaza Hotel holed up in bed with a famous British rock guitarist. I mean, not that it's true or anything...(insert smiley face/emoticon here)

Later...
xo

I've got an extra Gaiman ticket for NYC, and odds and sods part 010306

The Shannon Penn Band

So a couple of things.

One, a reminder that I do have an extra ticket to see Neil Gaiman in NYC on Monday -- please email me if you are interested in meeting up.

Secondly, Opium Magazine has its list of their writers' New Years Resolutions published today, and yes, I'm in there. This time I just may have made one I can keep...

Third, another reminder to vote for me as your favorite Phaze author, and to make it easier, here's the link.

Fourth, come see Eric on drums with The Shannon Penn Band tonight at the Grape Street Pub.

And finally, as you know, I was going to finish my year in review, 2005, but everything that occurred subsequent to my last post is pretty recent and if you will check out the archives here from September-December, it's all there, so I pretty much decided that to rehash anything at this point is kind of, well, boring. I've talked about discovering the genius that is Neil Gaiman, meeting Andrian Belew, Jack Bruce, Les Paul, etc. and my trip to England ad nauseam.

But here's a news flash -- I just found out that my son will be in Los Angeles from January 18-22, 2006 at NAMM doing some very special performances so stay tuned for what might be some mind-blowing details.

And with that, I am off to work on my novel. Hope everyone had a great New Years Eve (I personally detest that holiday, but that's just me...I mean, what's not to love about noisy drunk crowds eating food prepared banquet style by harried chefs and then kissing ugly strangers at midnight?)

Later...
xo

Part II of the Best Year Ever: July-August, 2005

Eric's band, Flamingo, plays MPL in New York City -- October 22, 2005

So this walk down memory lane is a lot of fun for me so far -- but before I launch back into it, a couple of things.

I have an extra ticket for the Neil Gaiman thing in NYC next Monday night. Eric was going to go with me but that's the night he teaches drums at Rock School so he bailed. This is too bad because he was going to make sure I behaved. Nah, I'm just kidding, but if anyone reading this in Philly wants to hop a train with me or anyone in New York wants to meet up, drop me an email.

Eric's got a gig tomorrow night with The Shannon Penn Band at the Grape Street Pub, 4100 Main Street, Philadelphia, PA. It would be very cool to fill the place up so try and make it. They're awesome and Shannon has a new CD out which I'm sure you can pick up at the venue tomorrow as well as on her website.

On Saturday night, he was supposed to play with Flamingo at the Troc but as it turns out, that show is off because some members of the band are playing the Neil Young show at Indre Studios...something definitely worth checking out this weekend, either Friday or Saturday night or both. But getting back to Flamingo, this is all original music, a lot of it written by Eric, and you should really have a listen. In fact, why don't I provide you the link right now.

Julie's got a gig with McRad at the Chestnut Room, 38th and Chestnut Streets, Philadelphia, PA this Friday night.

So what you should do is see Julie play with McRad Friday night and go to the Neil Young show at Indre Saturday night.

Okay, enough. Oh yeah, one more thing - please vote for me as your favorite Phaze author -- the link is provided in the post below. I'll owe you for life.
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July, 2005


Jordan Shapiro - keys, Jeff Paitchell on guitar, Eric Slick on drums, and Chris Opperman on keyboards

Eric looking unusually serious

Jeff on guitar, Dave Johnsen on bass, Chris on keyboards, Dr. Dot doing vocals (and oh man, please go check out her website; what a character), Andre Cholmondeley on guitar, and Eric of course hidden in the back on drums



On July 9, 2005, Eric sat in with Chris Opperman and his band. Here's what I had to say about that the following morning:

So. What can I say about the show at the Lion's Den Saturday night? It was incredible; I'm on a two day high from it; the music was awesome and I saw my son reach new levels (and I didn't think it was possible for Eric to be even better than he already is); Chris Opperman is an INSANE keyboard player, which is probably why he plays with Steve Vai and was voted LA's best keyboard player EVER, 2005. Jordan Shapiro on synth was fucking amazing; Dave Johnsen on bass guitar is so good it's scary -- right up there with my daughter Julie (ha!) -- and Jeff Paitchell and Andre Cholmondeley on guitars were fucking thrilling. They were classical, they were jazz, they were pure rock and roll. I still feel a little speechless from what I saw and heard. Best news is it's going to lead to future gigs for Eric -- Chris said he's coming back to NYC in a few months and wants Eric to tour with him for a week or so. How freaking cool is that!

ETA: That tour is being planned as we speak! Yes!!!!

The following evening, Eric played the World Cafe Live with his band, Flamingo, and here's my rather proud post about the show:

The show at World Cafe Live was pretty damn impressive last night. I didn't realize it, but it was billed as Paul Green School of Rock Music Presents: Infinien, 722, and Flamingo. All three bands contain Rock School students/alumnae and/or teachers. I knew this would be happening -- it was just a matter of time. And needless to say, the place was PACKED!

On July 24, 2005, Eric would make what would be one of his last appearances with the Rock School All-Stars when they toured around New York City on a cruise boat. It was a totally awesome night -- it was a send off, sort of, to the Germany tour -- and again, a very emotional evening for me as I was well aware that it was the beginning of the end. Here's what I had to say about that:



Eric Slick on drums and Fil Smith and Kenny Liu on guitars performing Part I of Approximate, a song in three parts, i.e., first they play it as a band; then they sing acapella; then they're like bizarro mimes dancing...anyway, it was very visual, very cool. Also featured in this piece are C.J. Tywoniak on guitar and Brian Purcell on bass. This was just one of the highlights of an amazing cruise around New York City courtesy of Rocks Off on Sunday night. The kids were in top form; the set list was incredible; and the audience was pretty much enthralled. At the time, I didn't realize it, but since this coming Sunday's Baltimore gig cancelled, this was the second to the last Rock School show in which I will see Eric participate and it's the end of an era for sure. He goes to Germany with his dad next week to perform with the All Stars at Zappanale (where they are headlining!) and then he has his final show with Rock School ever on August 13 when he performs with the All-Stars in a Pink Floyd tribute at World Cafe Live. So yes, the end of an era for sure; both Julie and Eric were with Paul from the very beginning in 1998 when he started out with 17 kids in his apartment. Sigh...

On July 29, 2005, I left a job I had since I was 21 years old. There's a lot I could say about it, but I think it's probably boring to anyone but myself and besides, I know how to make it exciting enough to turn it into an actual novel (muhahahahaha...the inner workings of a law office)(bleh), so I will spare you. But it was a momentous day for me. Unfortunately, five months later and I'm still celebrating, but that's it, I'm done, and now I'm on a writing tear.

As you can see.

(cough)

Actually, this is the last extended blogpost for a while in 2006 though of course being the egomaniac I am, I will still probably drop in daily with brief news blips, but I expect to have my book finished by the end of January and it's a promise I'm not breaking. Unless I have to totally rewrite Another Bite of the Apple, but if I do, I do, and I'll deal with it. That's what coffee is for. Right. Continuing on...
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August, 2005



Eric Slick and other crazy Rock Star All-Stars in Bad Doberan, East Germany

So from August 3-8, 2005, the Rock Star All-Stars went to Germany to perform at Zappanale 16. Since I went with the original All-Stars in 2003 to Zappanale 14, Eric's dad, who swore he would never get on a plane in his lifetime, actually went out, got a passport, didn't even take a Valium and he's sober so no booze, either, and made it to Germany for what as I'd told him would probably be one of the greatest experiences in his life. Zappanale is Woodstock, 1969, and since Gary is still a total long haired hippie guitarist, I knew he would go nuts. The festival is dedicated to the music of Frank Zappa, and the quality of musicianship is superb. Of course no one could match the Paul Green School of Rock All-Stars, but still. One sad thing, though. When I went, it was bright and sunny and after the kids finished playing and walked through the audience, people bowed down to them. You can see it in the movie, Rock School. When Gary went, it was like forty below zero outside even though it was August and the kids went on at night in the rain. So he was cheated out of that experience but then again, he got a second night of Rock School and was treated to three hours of classic rock because the crowd would not let them off the stage.

While Eric and Gary were in Germany, I was home with Julie enjoying my first week of freedom from white collar world, exploring every freaking restaurant in Philadelphia and we ate ourselves silly.

On August 11, I fulfilled a lifelong dream...okay, a five year dream.

So how cool is this, I have a story published today in one of my all time favorite magazines, Opium. Check it out!

On August 12:



So yeah, today my son, Eric, featured front and back above, along with Paul Green and a small group of All-Stars -- Madison Flego, Lauren Pollock, C.J. Tywoniak, Jeremy Blessing, Joe Randazzo, and Sarah Zimmerman were part of group of 100 celebrities smashing guitars to celebrate the grand opening of the Hard Rock Cafe in Times Square. They got to smash axes with Brian Wilson of the Beach Boys and Little Steven of Bruce Springsteen/Soprano's fame.


Brian Wilson


Little Steven


Brian Wilson and Little Steven


Group shot

On August 13, 2005, Eric played his final show with the Rock School All-Stars at World Cafe Live. I'm still too emotional to talk about that one...

One thing I also wanted to mention is that sometime in the summer, Eric joined the Shannon Penn band, and as I said above, that's a project he continues to enjoy. Here's a pic of Shannon at a recent performance:


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Okay, I admit defeat. This is hard work. I have to do this in three, maybe four parts because October alone includes everything from meeting Jack Bruce to my trip to England. Besides, the family just went out and I can actually do some work on my novel right now so I'm going to sign off and make some art!

Later
xo

I interrupt this broadcast of Vedder, Gaiman, et al...

While I struggle to post Part II of my yearly recap Vedder to Gaiman et al (which will be up later today), I interrupt this broadcast to ask you to take a moment to vote for me as your favorite Phaze author. There's a little pull down menu and a vote button right here.

Okay? Cool!