Wednesday, July 22, 2009

XV. His Royal Highness, The Black Pig (Reprise)

(This photo by Juan Martin del Campo, in addition to the one prior to this one. Yeeeyaaah)

I am happy to announce that the Black Pig is (finally) loose.

The EP Release last Saturday was a totes fun time. Marc Manning opened the evening with elegance and might. God bless that beautiful man. Tommy Mose Abbott was the perfect host/collaborator, and everyone in attendance...just perfect.

The limited-edition Black Pig Suite poster will soon be available on

The Black Pig Suite EP, however, eagerly awaits the click of your mouse!

Note the low, recession-flavored price of $3.99! For the price of 4 Jack in the Box tacos, you can own the Pig. I do make a super humble, super kind request to you, though: if you would like to share it with those you love (or those you love to be a pig with), please take a quick moment to direct them to, rather than e-mailing/uploading them the Black Pig. Yes, it's fun to share. People like you more when you share. But rest assured that I would LOVE you LONGTIME if you helped me recuperate the costs of conceiving, incubating and birthing the Black Pig. Thanks. :-)

Soooo many fun, horrific things are coming up. Thank you for listening and not running blindly through the halls.



Wednesday, July 8, 2009

XIV. His Royal Highness, The Black Pig

I am an excited little ham.

A few months ago, 16 of my friends and I gathered in a studio to record Black Pig Suite: an elegant nightmare in 4 parts. On July 18, the big black thing enters the world, buck-naked and ready for blood. I'm very happy with this Black Pig.

Note: I composed a piece for Killsonic entitled "Black Pig". Two different pigs, both with the same hunger. For blood, again.

The purpose of recording Black Pig Suite: MONEY. Oh dear, how awful. No, really. Money. You see...the four songs that comprise the Suite are children of a large, as-yet unborn mother known as Rattle Rattle. I've been working on the Rattle Rattle songs for a hair over a year now. They total 22 (so far), and they are an angry bunch begging to be coddled by all manner of brass, bellows and instruments of electric persuasion. Massive wrath, with a quiet stare. The lifting of an eyebrow curved over the blindness of the fist. I am blessed to have with me an army of the most gifted musicians in the world (in the WORLD), and God love them for contributing their precious time and energy to Black Pig Suite. God, they're great. And they deserve to be paid.

The economy, the economy, the economy...yes, we're all struggling to stay afloat (some more than others). Is it insane for me to want to lock up 20 musicians in a house for a week and crank out the sweetest, loudest, strangest music this side of Heaven? Perhaps. Is it insane for me to want to make sure they are rightfully compensated? Fuck no. I'm not asking for P. Diddy's riches. I just want my peeps to be able to handle their business after doing what they love.

This is true indie, my friends. I'm reaching out to good, passionate people out there who would be capable of investing in a labor of love. No illicit means. Seriously. My heart and balls out on the table. I guarantee a decent return, and best of all, a work of brutal honesty and epic bliss. And many, many, many shows. :-)

You can preview Black Pig Suite on my MySpace or Facebook. My friends and I are very proud of it. When the Pig arrives next week, we hope you love it as much as we do.