music ketchup
the danelectro guitar that randy polumbo gifted me spontaneously out of nowhere just like thatjust got overhauled at gotham guitar works by alan michie, my self-described scottish guitar minion. i'll pick it up after thanksgiving.i have a feeling i'll be flush by then.i just updated the myspace page for my jazz musicwith a cool photo of jc and j walter and meand scribbled a bit in the blog - "Queen Esther and The Hot Five"catchy, huh.http://www.myspace.com/queenestherandthehotfivelooks like i'll be at the player's club for two gigs at the end of t

What have I done?
I just submitted ten -- count 'em! ten! -- songs to the International Songwriting Competition (ISC) via Sonicbids. I wasn't going to do it because I thought, wow that's a lot of money and I'm saving every cent I can get my hands on for the mastering session that's scheduled for the end of the month. And the publicist I'll need. And the radio promoter. And as if all of that weren't enough, yes, i'm broke!  But then my permanent boyfriend changed my mind. He loves the country songs so much that he pleaded with me to let him have the rough mixes, solely for his listening ple

"She's Just 14": Songwriting as Confessor and Surrender
While everyone is reeling from the Oprah exclusive! Mackenzie Phillips incest bombshell, the aftershock of denial and support from her family and friends, the incendiary Oprah exclusive! revelation that was sure to follow – an aborted love baby!? – and

Yay! Yay! Yay!
i've finished recording and mixing the jazz cd. finally, at long last. yay! i've been working the graveyard shift (11pm - 7am) in the bowels of corporate hell all week to pay for this. the end of the recording session on monday night found me wired and in some kind of a hightone frenzy, festooned with sweet relief and gratitude and glee, trekking to midtown like some kind of a supertrooper to get on with the rest of my day. and believe me, it was quite a night. i did that for three nights in a row, actually. somewhere in there, i caught a nasty snotty fevery headcold and i was hobbling internally. but i wouldn't stop moving, i wouldn't stop going and going and going...&

The upshot of it all...
 Here's the line-up, in no apparent order.Warren Smith, drums  Hilliard Green, bassMatt Ray, pianoVincent Chancey, french hornKenyatta Beasley, trumpetPatience Higgins, tenor saxophone