Jeff & Maya’s live performances.
Maya and I had our first rehearsal last night for the big Friday night concert at WorldCon.
Avalon Rising will be our backing band on five songs, so we went to their rehearsal space in Oakland to go over everything.
What a fabulous band! It’s been years since we played with a full rock band, and we had a blast.
This is going to be good! Thanks to Kristoph Klover, Margaret Davis, Scott Irwin and Mark Ungar.
Yes indeed. Here they are, many boxes of Schrödinger’s Hairball.
This answers the question as to whether the CDs exist or do not exist. They DO exist! They are obtainable directly from us, from CDBaby(in a week or two), or–if you prefer downloads—from BandCamp. And if you attend science fiction gen-cons or filk-cons, you will be able to purchase these mysterious items from the usual suspects.
Yes! They will be available at Westercon. Glad you asked. 🙂 We will also be performing in the filk hall and in the main venue. Check your convention schedules for show times.
Of course, if you buy the physical CD, you have all the stunning artwork by none other than Beckett Gladney, who also plays harmonica and adds vocal talent to the album.
A while back, we discovered a local coffee shop that has an Open Mic Night—City Espresso over on Blossom Hill Road in San Jose. Kris and Amanda and I drop in for coffee once in a while (and for the outrageously nummy ginger cookies), but though we talked about it for over a year, Jeff and I just never got up the gumption to go.
Well, last Friday night, we did it. We got there early and dropped our name in the jar, but because the jar was never stirred, really, our names came out in the reverse order they went in. We were dead last and ended up sharing a set with young man who shared a name with our son, Alex, and who also played a Taylor guitar and wrote very good songs.
We played “High Desert” and it was very well received. (They like us! They really like us!) Ergo, we have already discussed doing it again this week. The people were so friendly, it was almost like being at a filk concert. In fact, some of the music even had that certain je ne sais quoi. That certain, indefinable something I like to think of as filkishness.
So, I’m thinking, why the heck not?
