watching and waiting...

my dumb family was supposed to be here to pick me up to go to the city to eat at carmine's and watch a chorus line ONE HOUR AGO. i am currently sitting here like a jackass wearing a fluffy hat and scarf with gloves in my lap. bullshitting around on myspace and blogger and just getting annoyed and hungry. seriously. where are they? granted we have time but i'm still hungry and bored. grrr. haah. anyway.

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Echo Station Year in Review

Let me take you back in time to the early days of echo station. Picture this: Early February, 2001. Our third gig ever was at a place called The Odyssey in Ithaca, NY. We were opening for our pals in the now defunct hip hop/rock band y5o. The web site for the Odyssey showed a large stage, with professional PA and a large floor that seemed like it could accommodate about 500 people. With the chance to play such a nice room, mixed in with this being our first road show in front of a college crowd, we were quiet excited. We made the 4 hour trek to Ithaca and upon arriving found out that we were not playing in that nice room ... we were playing in a small corner of the lounge portion of the club. The "stage" was barely big enough to hold the drums. The room itself had a bar in the back and a bunch of couches where college students were lounging, sipping cocktails, reading and making small talk. Needless to say we were infuriated. We let the anger fester for a bit, got drunk and proceeded to play one of the loudest, craziest, most rocking shows. That quiet room quickly turned into a raving pack of wildly dancing college students. That night, we were rock and roll in its purest form. We destroyed that place. Even though I'm sure we were no where near as tight musically as we are now, our intensity that night more then made up for anything we might have lacked musically.

Moral of the story, we played with supernatural intensity when we were pissed off. It made for a great show.

Fast forward to December 23rd, 2006, echo station's official "Let's Go Steady, Debbie EP" release party at Piano's. We were all quite pumped up just like we had been 5 years earlier. We had played all over NYC, upstate NY and CT but with the exception of that Ithaca show, we had never played angry. We have had plenty of awesome shows, full of true rock and roll aggression, but nothing like that night at the Odyssey. That was all about to change.....

We all got to Piano's early, unloaded, had a few cocktails and watched Love Panther (who were really fucking awesome) and Beat Radio do their thing. After Beat Radio started breaking down their set, we began loading ours. That's when I heard Joe say .... "Where the fuck is Steve's pedal board?" I thought he was making a joke. At the CMJ show, we had lost Steve's pedal bored and almost had a mental breakdown before we played. About 40 minutes before that show, we realized that it had to be in the limo. Our driver went and double checked and found it. He got it back to us about 15 minutes before the show. Just in time to save the day. There was no limo driver this time, and Joe was making no joke. Shortly after Joe said that, I saw Steve with the look that I know all to well ... "Pissed Off Steve look." Someone had walked off with his pedal board.

For non-musicians, a guitar players sound is what distinguishes him from every other player. Effects pedals (such as distortion, reverb, delay, etc) are an important part of any bands sound and are often important to the makeup of a song. Steve was now without "his" sound. Even though Steve had "the look," he stayed remarkably calm. Not only had he lost his sound, but he also had lost close to a $1000.00 in gear. Most people would throw a shit fit and walk out of a gig. Steve, along with the 3 of us who felt sorry for our brother and anger towards the cocksmoking fuck who stole his gear, regrouped, let the anger fester and turned it into something else. Love Panther was kind enough to let Steve borrow a distortion pedal. We then plugged in and did what we did in Ithaca 5 years earlier ... We played an angry, loud, aggressive and totally fucking awesome show. This show had more energy then Ithaca and since we were a band 5 years older, we were much, MUCH tighter.

It was one of, if not our best show ever. The room was packed and the crowd was way into the show. We played so hard and so intense that I nearly collapsed from exhaustion after our encore. The encore came as a surprise to everyone, including us. We played "Breed" by Nirvana. It was only our 2nd time ever playing it, the first being one day earlier in rehearsal. I think everyone was blown away. Overall, with the exception of the pedal board being stolen, the night was a great success from every standpoint. We handed out allot of EP's, gave away free copies of Marc Spitz's "Too Much Too Late," Free t-shirts and played a killer show. We can not thank Jason Gordon from ProductshopNYC and Jasper from Piano's enough for putting that show together. You guys fucking rule. We also have to thank Marc Spitz who has been so supportive and went out of his way to help in any way he could.

So 2006 has ended on a very big positive note for echo station. Can't say it started out that way. Let's have a look at echo station's year in review:

January 2006: e/s plays what is highly touted as their "last" show at Piano's in NYC. Things in the band have gotten stale and most of the excitement and drive that had fueled the band for so long seems all but gone.

February 2006: Joe Bag's e-mails everyone out of the blue and says he has contacted Nikki at Don Hills about booking a show. Nikki offers up a Friday at a prime time slot.

March 2006: e/s plays Don Hills. Musically, it is a great show. The band feels better about themselves because it is abundantly clear that the drive and love to play is still there. Nikki from Don Hills makes the night even better by offering e/s a slot for their FHM/Southern Comfort show in May. Free So Co and hot chicks on the cover of magazines... fuck yeah we'll play!

April 2006: Steve, being the cultural connoisseur he is, tells us about an awesome book he's reading called "Too Much Too Late." He says there is a contest based on the book. This contest will be judged by the author, several writers from Spin, Ultragrrl and James Iha (formally of Smashing Pumpkins ... one of our all time favorite bands). Winner gets 1000 promotional copies of the CD and a chance to play CMJ. Steve writes a song based on the fictional one from the book. This song is called "Let's Go Steady, Debbie." The song gets us excited immediately just like Claire and Heartbreaker did when they were first brought to the table.

May 2006: e/s plays Don Hill's FHM/Southern Comfort show. We play Let's Go Steady, Debbie live for the first time. The crowd instantly loves it further cementing what we already know ... the song could be our breakout hit. During Memorial Day weekend, we record the song with Josh Carrerio. The recording sounds awesome and we become hopeful that we will win this contest. May is not all good news. Joe informs the band that he will be moving away in July for at least a year, returning only to visit once in awhile and play CMJ.

June 2006: We submit the CD and our press kit to the contest. Several weeks later we get the call ... We had won convincingly. e/s is officially back from the dead.

July 2006: We begin marking time as we await further info on the contest. With CMJ 4 months away, we know we must spend as much time as possible preparing. We play our last show with Joe until CMJ at a local place in Elmsford. To celebrate, we break out old classic e/s songs like Leia, Sunday Morning and Vietnam as well as some fun covers. It is not a great show musically as the sadness and resentment towards Joe leaving us sets in. Joe leaves several days later.

August 2006: Our little article in The Westmore News almost kills Beadlepalooza. The Beadles', being the mad genius's they are pull together last minute and reschedule at a new date and location. The turnout is not the same and neither are we. We are lackluster at best, but still have a good time. We miss Joe and things just aren't the same without him.

September 2006: Quiet month. Details on the show and the general announcement of us winning are made.

October 2006: Joe comes home early and surprises Jen Eye at her 30th birthday bash. e/s is reunited after not being together for 4 months. A two week grueling rehearsal schedule starts as we prepare for CMJ. Things feel like they have never changed. From the first note at the first rehearsal we are as tight as ever. e/s has become a machine by now, despite the roller coaster ride of the year.

November 2006: We play ProductshopNYC's CMJ after party. We are the first band kicking off the show. Even though the turnout at such an early time is not good, we blow those who are there away. Jason Gordon of ProductshopNYC loves the show and Marc Spitz reciprocates, telling us that "This is not it for you guys." Our CD is not ready for that night like it was supposed to be, but otherwise the night was a huge success.

December 2006: We receive our CD's and decide that we should have an EP release party at our favorite NYC club, Piano's. Jasper hooks up the prime time slot and Jason Gordon of Productshop along with Jasper and Marc Spits helps put the show together and promote it. During the month Andy mails out press kits to two city venues that we have been dying to play since day 1 ... Mercury Lounge and The Knitting Factory. Knitting Factory e-mails and express's interest. As e/s tries to arrange a gig there for February 2007, we play the EP release party on December 23rd. The EP release is a great success. Piano's is packed and the EP is received well. The members of e/s leave NYC that night for the last time in 2006, knowing that 2007 is looking brighter then ever. The members return home to celebrate the holidays with their families. Joe leaves again a few days later with a heavy heart knowing his place is here with his brothers. We are sad to see him leave again but know he'll be back. He knows as we do ... 2006 was a glimpse into the future of this band. We were meant to do this, at least for awhile and hope to God that he allows us to see it all the way through.

Exciting yes? It was a great year. One that I will remember always. We started off drifting apart and now I feel closer to these 3 other guys then I ever have. I have one blood related sister, but when people ask, I tell them that I have 3 younger brothers as well. I love them as I do my own sister. The holidays are a time to be thankful. The members of e/s are thankful for many reasons. We have loving families, wives/Fiancé, good health, homes. We also have the fortune of being on this great ride called echo station together.

Happy Holidays to all and have a happy and healthy new year. We'll see you all in 2007. We can not fucking wait!

-Mike

Best and Worst of 2006

according to Lady Jaded. mostly movies since i really didn't love any music this year.

Movies that I expected to be good that actually sucked a lot:
Charlotte’s Web
Pirate’s of the Caribbean 2: Dead Man’s Curse (#1 grossing movie of 2006 w/$423.271mil)
Scary Movie 4
Nacho Libre
The OMEN
Movies that I thought would be okay but were actually fucking hilarious:
Talladega Nights
Accepted
Grandma’s Boy
Happy Feet
Beer Fest
Really the only new releases of 2006 that I listened to and Enjoyed:
Wired All Wrong- Break out the Battle Tapes
Echo Station- Let's Go Steady, Debbie! (EP)
Movies that were worth the Hype:
The Davinci Code
Superman Returns
(I only went cuz we were in L.A. and it was Graumann's Chinese Theater and it was the day before Amanda’s wedding…and I actually enjoyed it).
Jackass Number 2
(Right now jackass 2 is number 28 on the highest grossing films of the year. That is sick)
Borat
Clerks2
Beer Fest
OOPS I FELL ASLEEP:
King Kong
X-Men: The Last Stand
Movies that I really wanted to see but alas, I didn’t:
Saw III
Final Destination 3
Tenacious D
Running With Scissors
The Best and most realistic and sick horror movies:
Hostel
Wolfcreek
See No Evil

The movies that I most anticipated in 2006 (and boy was I relieved that I liked them):
Little Miss Sunshine
A Scanner Darkly

it's been a long while...

this past week or so has been just great but it certainly has flown by...the party for my father's 50th birthday which i have been planning for 3 months is OVER and done with, and now the sadness of the end of the holiday season is setting in. thank the lord almighty baby jesus that we're going to disney in january or i don't know WHAT i'd do.
last night was beautiful. this week has been so nice, not working and all, hanging out with my sisters, my daughter, i do NOT want to go back to suckfest work on tuesday.
oh well.
happy new year!

click the stupid slide show to shut it up...

i jack. the PUMPKIN KING...

a christmassy slideshow of love...

gone

i'm ass backwards!

i just realized that i never posted about the XXX-Mas Party Fiesta Night of Excellent Good Times Echo Station CD Release Party...(slideshow has been deleted due to the annoyance of the dumbfucking song.)
seriously, fucking amazing.
love panther, unbelievably talented guys. there was a lot of getting gay with god.
echo station, extremely angry when they got on stage. and they kicked almighty godforsaken ass. it was madness. when they played "breed" at the end, i'm pretty sure therese and i were warped back to 10th grade. in a really good way.

merry christmas charlie manson!

Hope everyone had as amazing a Christmas as we did! The gifts came in trunkloads (I kid you not) and were so very generous...we have such an insane family! From diamond necklaces to laptops to Disney Dollars to tickets to see A CHORUS LINE!!! to massage/facial/mani/pedi gift certificates...unreal. And that is not even tipping the iceburg of what Juliet got! It was the perfect couple of days, and I don't even want to see my living room right now...but hope you all had a cozy, wonderful couple of days too :)

enjoying the fun that you have so diligently earned...

hurray! i am on vacation. albeit a very short, teeny one (til disney, that's fine!) last night was a very satisfying end to a very long, sucky week. we went to a holiday/housewarming party at trisha lynn's gorgeous new apartment, had a tequila shot, drank some exceptionally sweet sangrias and came home. (then fought w/andy about how much i HATE reggae. and it was a big fight.)last night i saw and hung out with one of my best friends from high school who i haven't seen in like 10 years and it was wonderful! it was like it was just yesterday that we were drinking a bottle of goldschlaager in the park ave. playground, breaking his knee and getting my ass grounded for a year. and the best news is that tonight is the real fun! so many people are coming to nyc to see e/s and partay!

she sells heart...she sells meat...

oh manashey, i was just on ProductShopNYC and lo and behold he has a very wonderful video from youtube of brett anderson (suede, former love of my live) singing some songs at home or whatever to get us all excited about his upcoming album. well it worked for me cuz i just freaking LOVE brett anderson. seriously. do you remember him?


and then, just under the brett anderson thing, is this:


oh my goodness! it makes me want to go dress up with some crazyass false eyelashes and dance in a cage with a sign on me that says "don't feed the drug child." i fucking LOVE it!!!!
and then, just cuz i'm obsessed easily (christina, i hope you can view this...at home?):

and even fucking better:

dude, i spent countless sleepless nights watching mtv trying to catch a glipse of these vids. which i think i saw once each and just fell.
i adored suede. and then they became "london" suede, and i just got confused and really had no time to figure it all out.
well, this all has made me very happy. even though andy is watching that sad and godforsaken movie behind me, where robin williams is quite young but an old man and dies. TURN IT OFF!!!

it's begining to (feel) a lot like XXX-mas...

i am just plumb tuckered out. i have to say that in having a really challenging week, i am going to totally enjoy the relief tomorrow brings me. i cannot wait to have some watermelon martinis and check out t's new place. and then it's the show! hurray. i cannot wait. and then, santa comes! ho, ho, ho!

let me be self-indulgent.

in the path of our friend jason @ productshopnyc, lady jaded wants to come up with her own BESTS of 2006 LIST.

i decided this just now while in the shower cuz i'm absolutely positively 100% addicted to the song "la vie bohem" from rent which i saw for the first time this year (and have seen 3 times in the theater and countless times on the t.v. and i don't think you'd believe how many times i've listened to the cd. today alone. seriously). i mean, this song has changed my life in a way a song hasn't done in so long. i cannot remember listening to a song so obsessively since...honestly since blur's "boys and girls." in 10th fucking grade. so anyway, keep your eyes out for that list of me telling you what i love (cuz seriously i haven't even heard of the songs on most of the Best o' 2006 Lists that are out). (not cuz i suck, but cuz i just like MY stuff). (am i old and irrational?)

but for now, just bask in the beauty that is "la vie bohem:"


Dearly beloved we gather here to say our goodbyes
Dies irae dies illa
Kyrie eleison
Yitgadal v' yitkadash, etc.
Here she lies

No one knew her worth

The late great daughter of mother earth

On this night when we celebrate the birth

In that little town of Bethlehem

We raise our glass- you bet your ass to-

La vie Boheme

To days of inspiration

Playing hookie, making something out of nothing

The need to express

To communicate,

To going against the grain,

Going insane

Going mad

To loving tension, no pension

To more than one dimension,

To starving for attention,

Hating convention, hating pretension

Not to mention of course,

Hating dear old mom and dad

To riding your bike,

Midday past the three- piece suits

To fruits to no absolutes

To Absolute- to choice

To the Village Voice

To any passing fad

To being an us-for once-, instead of a them -

La vie Boheme

To hand-crafted beers made in local breweries

To yoga, to yogurt, to rice and beans and cheese

To leather, to dildos, to curry vindaloo

To huevos rancheros and Maya Angelou

Emotion, devotion, to causing a commotion

Creation, vacation

Mucho masturbation

Compassion, to fashion, to passion when it's new

To Sontag
To Sondheim

To anything taboo

Ginsberg, Dylan, Cunningham and Cage

Lenny Bruce


Langston Hughes

To the stage

To Uta

To Buddha

Pablo Neruda, too

Why Dorothy and Toto went over the rainbow

To blow off Auntie Em

La vie Boheme

Bisexuals, trisexuals, homo sapiens,

Carcinogens, hallucinogens, men, Pee Wee Herman

German wine, turpentine, Gertrude Stein

Antonioni, Bertolucci, Kurosawa

Carmina Burana

To apathy, to entropy, to empathy, ecstasy

Vaclav Havel - The Sex Pistols, 8BC,

To no shame - never playing the Fame Game

To marijuana

To sodomy,

It's between God and me

To S & M

La vie Boheme

To Dance
No Way To Make A Living,massochisms,
Pain, Perfection,
Muscle Spasm, Chiropractors, Short-
Careers, Eating Disorders
Film
Adventure, Tedium, No Family, Boring
Locations,
Dark Rooms, Perfect Faces, Egos,
Money, Hollywood And Sleaze
Music
Food Of Love, Emotion, Mathematics,
Isolation,
Rhythm, power, feeling, Harmony,
And Heavy Competition
Anarchy
Revolution, Justice, Screaming For
Solutions,
Forcing Changes, Risk, And Danger
Making Noise And Making Pleas
To Faggots, Lezzies, Dykes, Cross
Dressers Too
To Me

To Me

To Me

To You, And You And You, You And You
To People living With, Living With,
Living With
Not Dying From Disease

Let He Among Us Without Sin
Be The First To Condemn

La Vie Boheme
La Vie Boheme
La Vie Boheme

Anyone Out Of The
Mainstream
Is Anyone In The
Mainstream?
Anyone Alive - With A
Sex Drive
Tear Down The Wall
Aren't We All
The Opposite Of War
Isn't Peace...
It's Creation

VIVA LA VIE BOHEM!

...make my wish come true...

oh hi there.
what a long and dreaful day.
every day i say this don't i?
however, i must admit that now that tuesday is over, my week will not be so godforsaken. today i had a long and late one, all the way out in west harrison which is a sucky drive for me. cuz lemme tell you that i fucking HATE white plains and i would be fine never going there again. but i have to go there on thursday for work and then to make and exchange and get a secret sneaky stocking gift for old andy.
did i ever mention on this here blog that i really broke my foot on saturday? a drawer fell on it, corner first, and i saw birds and stars and other such cartooney shits. i haven't been able to walk properly for days, and have only been able to wear my uggs...today, i assure you the fucking thing is GREEN. so abnormal. so dreadful.
tomorrow is really the shittiest day of the year, but once it's over i swear i'll feel such a weight off my chest. or shoulders?
1) meet with the guy from p.c. if he signs my OT-11, that means i'm a certified teacher as of 2/1/07. if he does not, that means i have another 6 weeks of unpaid suckage to endure.
2) juliet my angel daughter is getting evaluated. what does this mean? (i know that most of my bffs are in the field, so i usually forget to explain this). her bitchy teacher told me one day (quite flippantly and rudely and in front of PARENTS) that she should be evaluated. (she is aggressive in class, bored, fidgity, pushy, she has hit and pushed and kicked classmates). so altho i think on one hand that she may just be bored out of her skull with other 2 year old babies (i know i sound like an italian or jewish mother here, cuz i am, but seriously she's a fucking genius. her doctor was SHOCKED at her abilities) i do see a lot of discrepencies, like she cannot walk up and down stairs, she is clumbsy, she has to throw things (like, food. or her socks out of her crib. and freaks out if she cannot)and she walks into walls a lot. so i'm thinking that perhaps she is being pushy/hitty/kicky cuz she is seeking some sort of sensory input. and so an occupational therapist is coming to check her out. and it is making me feel a lot worse than i had originally thought it would. so after that is over, i'm sure i'll feel a lot better. or maybe worse. but we'll see.

i plan on doing some cookie baking with young jules tomorrow which should be super fun. and by baking i mean putting premade cookies on a sheet. cuz i do not bake. but that is not totally true. cuz i will attempt these weight watcher cookies and hope they are delish.

man a shay...there are only 5 days left til Christmas!!!! or Christmas EVE. whatever. oh and only 4!! days left til the Echo Station CD release FIESTA of CHEER.
(do you know that when they say "have a holly jolly christmas have a cup of cheer" they mean alchohol!!!

nightmare before christmas

so hilarious. i went to my in-laws for dinner tonight, and my father in law had a little package waiting for him...he made me follow him into his room (i realize this has so far sounded quite perverse and i apologize)(because it was not) and in this package was a jack skellington doll that he had ordered for juliet. apparently trisha lynn had made him get it for her due to her obsession with the ol' pumpkin king. but my in laws thought quite frankly that trisha had lost her mind cuz WHY WOULD THEIR YOUNG AND INNOCENT 2 YEAR OLD GRANDDAUGHTER WANT THIS SCARY DUMB THING? well, she showed them! my father in law takes her into the computer room and pulls up a picture of ol' jack, and she just freaks out! "look poppy! it's jack!" and he's laughing because he really did not think she loved this crazy skeleton. but she's jumping about and so i put on the youtube videos, and she starts singing away...and my mother in law comes in and is just amazed...she's like, "i cannot believe she really likes this!" and oh, how she does. it was so funny. trisha has some good video of her singing it, i'm sure she'll put it up somewhere eventually and then i shall share it with you.

i had another long ass stressfull day...i seriously canNOT wait til friday night/saturday night because this week sucks so damn bad...i have a long, dreadful day at work tomorrow and thursday...wednesday i have a nice short work day, but then i have to meet with the superintendent of pc to see if i, you know, graduate and get certified (can you kill me now?) and then juliet has her ot eval. fantastic. and friday sucks too, but not as bad and then that night, i'm freeeeeeeeeeee and it's nearly christmas!!!

saturday night will be spectacular!!! i'm so excited about it...

was i bored today? surprisingly, yes.

regardless of the pile of boxes in my livingroom, i took the time to do this bullshit. cuz it was fun.

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echo station, fangoria chainsaw awards, etc.

so jason @ productshopnyc has put another nice reminder about saturday's cd release party on the blog. so awesome! go check it out...
and check out this cute flier he made up...






tonite we watched the fuse fangoria chainsaw awards for horror movies...it was a fantastic basis for an awards show, with such categories as best kill, bloodiest movie, etc. but there were so many things that made me so very angry. mostly, the godforsaken bands of this day and age, what with the fucking eyeliner and that fucking hairdo. you know the one i mean. the world would be a much better place without such awful sights and sounds of avenged sevenfold (cky toured with them? how did that happen? and when did fred durst get a new band?), 30 seconds to mars (nice fucking hairdo jared leto. p.s. nice fake bullshit image, kid. you've been around for like 15 years, and i've never seen you dress like such a fucking douche. seriously. if you were being true to the roots of who you were, i'd totally respect you even in i didn't agree with the shit you are putting out there. however, all of a sudden you are gothic or whatever the fuck it's called when you wear eyeliner and have strangely asymetrical hair. how long does it take for you to look so cool?), a.f.i. (no comment, seriously), and then there's the fact that they announced avril lavigne as a PUNK PRINCESS. oh, i'm sorry, since when is pop fucking top 40 z100 music PUNK? even back when she was all ball busting and wearing ties and shit, she was still POP. like, soft pop. and now she's married and all a girly girl and wearing red nailpolish. and only has love songs out. a PUNK princess? seriously.
however, devil's rejects won best movie. which was good. cuz as you know i love me some rob zombie.

everyday is exactly the same

i am so freaking exhausted every single day of my life. it sucks. and then, to top it all off, i come home and think i'm martha stuart (it's NOT a good thing). cooking delicious low fat weight watcher core meals from scratch. who has the time for that shit? oh, well, i am starving to death right now so i made the time. old andy boy is working til 7 anyway, so i'm actually done and waiting for him. i bought a thousand pre-made cookies to bake with juliet next week (cuz i do NOT bake. cook, yes; bake, heck no!) and i also (quite ambitiously) got the ingredients necessary for these holiday festivities-flavored weight watcher treats. mint truffles and almond cookie delight. i hope they come out delectable.

oh i forgot to mention that we watched taledega nights last night and it was soooooo fucking funny. i love will ferrel. ahhahaah.

plus, i'm very sorry that this message is riddled with incorrect spelling. i'm really quite exhausted. and starving.

k.d. lang and jake gyllenhal...

you must watch this horrifying display, and tell me if you see the similarities...

ECHO STATION CD RELEASE PARTY @ PIANO'S

As you all know, because I keep telling you (over and over and over), Echo Station is having a CD release party on Saturday December 23rd @ Piano's NYC. Piano's is one of the best spots to see E/S because they tear up the stage and end up filling the room to its capacity. I saw them there 2 years ago on my 26th birthday. I was 9 months pregnant, gargantuan, and hot as a tamale. I was at the waaaay back of the entire audience because I was too big to waddle my way to the front. Regardless, the show was amazing. I actually very nearly passed out. From excitement mostly, but I'm sure something had to do with being so massive. Since then, I've seen them a number of times at Piano's, and each time is better than the last. You can actually watch to one of their past shows at Piano's right here! After most shows at Piano's, we retire upstairs to chill and dance to 80s music and sometimes get kicked out of the bathroom for (not) having sex in them. And then throwing the tp roll into the toilet. And then Jenny Penny protesting, "They're not having sex...they're married!" Oh, the memories I have of that place. Don't you want to also have such funny memories (hazy tho they might end up being?) SO PLAN ON BEING THERE!!!

Product Shop NYC is doing a great job of promoting the show. They have put a nice little banner up on their main page to advertise...check it out!

E/S is playing with 2 other NY bands who kick ass as well...

Beat Radio is a lo-fi indie pop collective led by NY-based singer songwriter Brian Sendrowitz. From their first public performance at Sin-e in June 2005, Beat Radio has been embraced by indie rock enthusiasts as a music happening. Fans and reviewers have compared Beat Radio to such luminaries as Broken Social Scene, Clap Your Hands Say Yeah, Sparklehorse, and Luna. The current live show features Brian Sendrowitz on guitar and vocals, Phil Jimenez on guitar and keys, Jim Mansfield on drums, and Mike McCabe on bass. The band collides 60s folk influences with indie noise pop and electronic elements. Check out Beat Radio's debut LP, The Great Big Sea, currrently available for download at beatradio.org. Check out their MySpace Blog for the numerous quotes of love they've gotten from other bloggers, such as Yeti Don't Dance, Ear Farm, Underrated and my personal favorite, Music Glob.

Then there's Love Panther...doesn't the name alone make you want to pump your fists in the air? They were originally Bones Rock n Roll Band but alas, the name Bones was taken. They next played around as I Rollers, but as bassist Mike Margioni states: "That name is bad luck." I'm dying to know why...Okay, so after much deliberation, they are now playing the NYC area as Love Panther. Same band. New attitude. New drummer, new name. Margioni goes on to say, "We are influenced mainly by substance use and abuse. An ad for a drummer we put out read, 'drummer wanted. drinking and drugs ok.'Don't tell anyone but we aren't even really that cool." Listen to their songs on MySpace, and I can be sure that you'll disagree with that. More from Margioni: "I can tell you that we are embarrassed by the state of rock today. The bands representing rock n roll are full of crying little joy boys. We are just trying to put a little testosterone and adrenaline back into the music. I hope that people can appreciate that."
E/S and their fans can appreciate that, and can only imagine the adrenaline and testosterone that will be flying in the air of Piano's this XXX-mas eve eve night... Oh, and Margioni wraps it all up with: "Don't forget how good looking we tend to be as a band. Have you seen our new drummer? That guy is totally handsome." Go check out said drummer on their MySpace page...

So yes, it's really coming up fast...there are only 9 days left until the show! How awesome is that? Then after that, it's time to open presents and give presents and eat and drink and be merry and say ho, ho, ho. Unless you are Jewish, in which case you will have already been celebrating for days by the time we meet up at Piano's. Regardless, I truly hope to see you out there. As I've also beaten to death, you can meet up at our place and follow us down in a caravan of sorts (almost like the Oregon Trail without the wagons) but EARLY, like 6:30 pm sharp...and I want to give a shout out to my funnest boy EVER who will be there all the way from L.A. (yea, from HollywoodLand...if he can make it, so should you!)...hurray!!!

...for the great relief of having you to talk to...

YAY FOR ME!
i am officially done with school! i have my master's in science in early childhood education and student's with disabilities. whoo hoo. does it really matter? i don't feel like things have changed. i found a new school for juliet. and got a message from her old teacher. i send a kind of nasty letter to the director today, and now i'm wraught with guilt. however, i think that flippantly telling a parent in a crowded hallway that her 2 year old should be evaluated is a pretty fucked up offense. sigh. let's all hope and pray that this new school is good. i mean, it seems fantabulous. it's about 2x the $ of old school, but she's there for 3X as long, and they serve breakfast and lunch and 2 snacks. totally worth it.
i am writing a nice little piece about our friends LOVE PANTHER and BEAT RADIO who are of course playing Piano's w/Echo Station. however, i was up all night doing my portfolio so of course i didn't get a chance to finish. it will be here soon i promise. right this moment "you outta know" by alanis morisette is on. isn't that so old school?

the day the whole world went away...

so today is a big one in the life of yours truly. i leave my house in about 25 minutes, and work my magic with two kids. i'm done by 1:30 HOPEFULLY and then i jet off to CNR for la ultima tiempo. you don't comprehend? THE LAST FUCKING TIME! cuz i'm GRADUATING FROM GRAD SCHOOL HURRAY!!! after 2 years of busting my ballsack (which as you may realize i don't have which made it THAT MUCH harder)i'm OUTTA HEEEERE! like doug. so anyway, the superintendent of PoCho talked to one of my fave profs. (the one who helped me so much w/the shennanigans about juliet)who told him to sign the damn papers that i needed signed. so i'm done! february 1st i get my massive raise and start raking in the money. of COURSE that's not what it's about when you work with kids, but at the same time, when you have a kid at home that you're not with, that's really ALL it is about. $$$$$
then after that i go to check out a new school for juliet...which is right behind CNR. keep your fingers and toes crossed cuz i really, really need to find a wonderful place for her to go...
okay, time is doing that thing it does and i only have 15 minutes to get out the house...i'll write tonite to express my joy.

time keeps on slipping, slipping, slipping...

seriously now, i feel like i'm going insane. i don't have time to do ANYTHING. i worked all weekend which was fucking stupid of me. saturday i did a make-up cuz i took off friday (a make-up that i forgot absolutely about and nearly slept through) and today i babysat and didn't get home til after 4. i've been working my balls off making my father's 50th birthday present which includes searching for photos and scanning them and then putting them in this photobook which will eventually be a 12x12 hardcover glossy paged gift of love. i spent 2 hours working on the book last night and the computer froze and i lost EVERYTHING.
juliet is no longer in school which makes life that much harder and makes me feel so guilty for working. i cry at each kid's house. i think, what the fuck am i doing with this child while my child needs me? i'm desperate to find her a new place to go, but when the hell do i do that? my last day of school is on tuesday, and this guy STILL hasn't signed the necessary papers for me to graduate. which means, of course, that despite the fact that i worked my ass off and have a 4.0gpa, i'm not graduating. i feel like crying about 99% of the time.
i got all our xmas shopping done, which rocks. but is something i enjoy. i just don't get why people have trouble and stress around the holidays. i mean, i'm stressing, but because of work and juliet and life in general. nothing about christmas. i feel that people generally suck and that is the problem. speaking of which, i was watching this show on hbo, thin, about these bulemic girls and i pretty much wanted to stab them. i really did. they were pretty much the worst. they were like, crying and saying, "i just want to be thin. let me die." OfuckingKay. go ahead asshole. anywho. i am going to see rent. for the 3rd time. in january. and andy is escorting me...i'm so excited. i am not prepared for work tomorrow. i have to get up and get me and juliet ready and get andy to the trainstation and juliet to elenor's and be in rye by 8. how am i going to do it?

chicken. head. lost.

i feel like that trite expression, which i hinted at in the subject line. seriously, i have about 34 things going on right at this moment, and yet i just felt the urgent desire to pop up on here and say 'allo.
here is what is new...out of easiness, i am pretty much copying my myspace blog regarding what's up:

ho, ho, ho! i am so happy today. i was like a kid at christmas today at the mall. i just love to spend money. it has to do with my manic bipolorness. it's not too funny, but it sure is enjoyable. until the bills come. then it is suckable. however, i did get the world's sparkliest pair of shoes for my dad's 50th birthday fiesta which is very close to new year's eve. fun times. yea, so today we went on our annual shopping expedition. it was a blast. until there was a semi-fight at the end. but alas, what is a family outing day sans tension?

okay, the real reason i'm writing is NOT to tell you about my fabulous shoes (or new red dress!) but to announce the news that you can now go to iTunes and download the Mr. Heartbreaker ep. isn't that so cool! click here to check it out!

while we're on the subject, remember that echo station is having a cd release party on saturday 12/23/06 at Piano's in NYC. you know, our favorite little dive. the place is going to be bursting with holiday cheer and friends who live near and far (including some of my favorites from boston and philly). marc spitz is sending us the FREE copies of "Too Much Too Late" any day now, and if you come, YOU GET A COPY ALONG WITH YOUR ECHO STATION CD. did you hear what i said??? i said FREE MOTHER FUCKER!!! sorry, again, i mentioned i'm slightly manic, right? oh, and we're getting the most fantastic t-shirt's made up too. so be prepared for a funass night.

did i mention that LOVE PANTHER is playing too? they fucking ROCK, and you DO NOT WANT TO MISS THEIR SHOW which is set for 8pm. second slot is a band called BEAT RADIO who are also pretty groovy. they seem like a really talented and enjoyable band, so check them out too, and be ready to rock out with them...

so regardless, these cool bands opening for e/s is why we're cutting the cocktail XXXmas party down to pretty much meeting @ my house and driving to the city.

okay. go see echo station on iTunes. have a great night. and have wonderful dreams of our fun night together coming up right soon...

oh and for the record

things have gotten even worse w/juliet and the school. but i don't have the energy to get into it.

HAPPY FEET

this movie is fantastic. i took juliet to see it today in IMAX and i was laughing so hard that tears were pouring down my cheeks.

i have nothing.

it's been so long since i've posted. and i really just cannot muster the energy right now. just to keep you in the know, i haven't slept since before thanksgiving. and life just loves to throw me curveballs. with spikes. i have nightly migraines. i'm hoping all this shit ends soon. but i finished xmas shopping. and most of my cards are out. ho, ho, ho!also, here is a cute picture of dico claus...

the most powerful man in america...

...is still Borat. i know i'm waaay late on this news, but alas, i must report on it! after what, a month? two months? the retarded marriage of kid rock and pammy a. is over...why? page six tells me:
The final straw was a bellicose blowup Rock threw at Universal Studio chief Ron Meyer's Beverly Hills house two weeks ago.

"Ron Meyer held a screening of 'Borat' at his house for a bunch of people, including Pam and Bob," says an Anderson pal. "It was the first time Bob had seen the movie, and, well, he didn't like it."

The hugely popular film shows Sasha Baron Cohen - in character as Borat Sagdiyev - falling in love with Anderson after seeing her in a "Baywatch" rerun, then driving across America in order to propose marriage to her.

Her friend tells Page Six, "Bob started screaming at Pam, saying she had humiliated herself and telling her, 'You're nothing but a whore! You're a slut! How could you do that movie?' - in front of everyone. It was very embarrassing.

"Pam thought he could have a sense of humor about the movie. She was in on the gag from the very beginning and loved doing the movie. And on the eve of what was supposed to be a very positive thing, he made it an awful night.

kid rock is such a freakin' douche. did you ever see "joe dirt?" he was such a scumbag in that movie. and i guess in real life.

humbug and shennanigans?

if i didn't supposedly LOVE christmas so much, today would have been one hell of a scroogefest. i spent the day decorating the casa, which looks mighty fine i might say, but now i'm exhausted.

all my gifts came. well, most of them, anyway. and they're wrapped, but now i'm broke.

after juliet woke from her nap, we decided to go meet and greet with jolly old st. nick. we trecked to p.c. to pick up becky then drove to white plains to discover that the dumbass galleria santa was arriving via reindeer TOMORROW and called the suckfilled westchester to see if santa was there which he WAS so we park and walk through the myriad of burberry clad people to be stopped at the santa line cuz he was taking a break in 15 minutes. best part of this? we were in the mall for maybe 3 minutes and we STILL had to pay $3 for parking.

seriously. what should go here now? yes! HUMBUG! BA! however, that is so not me...


the tree:

just taking a break from decorating.

i am like, not even 1/2 way done decorating; however, the tree looks great! i saw this cool thing on myspace. there are 74 bands represented in this crazy picture. i know what some of them are, but it's so crazy hard. see if you can get all 74.



i know there's gn'r, sex pistols, alice in chains, nine inch nails, rolling stones, lemon heads, 50cent, led zep, queen, prince, garbage, rhcp, hole, black flag, rat, phish, the eagles, white zombie, hole, smashing pumpkins, white snake...i have to see if there's an anwer key anywhere...yup. when you think you've solved it, or you just give up, go here: Solved!

why it sucks being a teacher AND mother. who works.

while work was good today (excellent sessions with both boys! score!) my life was just smashed to smitherines because of juliet.
first i drop her off. 2 days a week, andy drops her off. and i guess she just scampers away and plays. we drop her off about 1 hour or 45 minutes before actual school starts, and this unstructured time is just not good for her. anyway, today I dropped her off. and while at first she scampers away, once i'm out the door, she is hysterical crying. "where did my mommy go?" i hear her wailing. with heavy heart, i go to my first client.

a 2 year old boy.

it just kills me to spend time with these other kids while mine is crying in a suckfiled school.

so i go to pick her up and i'm about 10 minutes early...i walk through the doors...and she's sitting outside her classroom.

she's 2.

with the assistant teacher.

"Mommy!" she cries. excited. however, i know that this is not a good situation. "why are you out here?" i ask.

and she replies.

"i'm in time out."

she's 2.

apparently she ripped the buttons off some kid's snowman project. which is just dreadful, i know. but she's TWO YEARS OLD. she is probably bored out of her skull because she is so goddamned advanced; she probably thought she was helping the freakin' kid. but she doesn't even REALIZE what she did. the assistant teacher admits that she tends to do things out of some innate desire of exploration (okay, i made the fancy words up but she said she just seems drawn to doing these things). she does. she takes things apart. she disects things. and she opened the door to say goodbye to her teacher, and there they were, a bunch of 2 year olds (who don't really talk, walk, run, play) sitting in circle time.

silent.

behaving.

and i know juliet is NOT doing that. she is too curious. too wild. too intense.

and excuse me. i do NOT want a cookie cutter baby. my daughter is amazing. i encourage her to think and do and explore.

so why the hell am i allowing her to be stunted in this way?? i feel so trapped. as a teacher and therapist, i feel like crying whenever i think of all the time i spend helping other's children. giving parents reassurance. finding ways to make lessons and sessions more interesting to grab the kid.

yet my kid.

my freaking genius.

is stuck in time out.

at 2.

i need to find a way out of this.

this is what just happened to me...

...i'm not lying...
...my eyes are still all red and my nose is stuffed...
...i didn't, however, say, "you did your best." i thought about it, and it made me stop crying...

The Wiggles...bad news!

i think that it is just hilarious that my brother in law e-mailed andy with the tragic news that greg wiggles may be leaving the band due to serious illness.
the band.
you know.
the wiggles.
and the heading of the e-mail was "OH NO!"
it's so crazy how juliet has totally warped all our minds into being concerned about the yellow wiggle. my favorite is murray. the red one.
ANYWAY.
then there was this long article about hipster baby music. which i enjoyed and would like to share with you. despite the fact that they left they might be giants off the list of cool kid musicians.
my only gripe is this: why don't you let your kids listen to the music you like? instead of getting the lullaby version of tool? i understand that there are undoubtedly some songs with dreadful lyrics that you immediately have to change if in the car with juliet (who knows the lyrics to system of a down, bad religion, less than jake and every cKy song ever)(and her favorite is anytime dico freestyles)(which is just ridiculous) but in all, i'm so glad that juliet likes and listens to this music. there was a whole "p" cd that i had to virtually skip every song (pussy liquor by rob zombie, pscyho by system...you know, those words are REALLY hard to explain your child overhearing to her nursery school teacher)but i know she has a decent, well rounded experience of music thanks to this. her favorite is still "let's go steady, freddy!"
anyway, here's the article (i especially thought steve might like this):


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Rock 'n' Roll for Hipsters-in-Training
By TAMMY LA GORCE, The New York Times
(Nov. 26) - Casey Bonham Leto, age 5 months, wasn’t to blame. Neither were his parents. Right down to his rock ’n’ roll middle name — a tribute to Led Zeppelin’s drummer, John Bonham — everything had been done to bestow him with rock-kid credibility at the earliest possible age: On the floor of the puff-cheeked baby’s living room in Jersey City were toy guitars and a set of Metallica nesting dolls. On his powder-blue onesie pajamas, in gothic script, were the words “My crib rocks.”

Yet when his father recently unwrapped a new CD of ’80s British alternative rock reimagined expressly for babies, Casey was indifferent. As “Rockabye Baby! Lullaby Renditions of the Cure” played on the stereo, he kicked fitfully in his bouncy seat. He appeared not to recognize the wordless glockenspiel-and-vibraphone rendition of the Cure’s “Boys Don’t Cry.” Within seconds he spit up.

His parents, though, liked what they heard.

“This is hilarious,” said his mother, Pam Leto, a music publicist who works with bands like My Morning Jacket and Eagles of Death Metal.

“It’s actually really soothing,” said her husband, Dave Leto, the tattooed drummer for the indie rock band Rye Coalition.

It was the kind of reaction — hook the parents, never mind the kid — that Lisa Roth was looking for when she founded Baby Rock, the Los Angeles label behind the kiddie Cure album and lullaby tributes to Metallica , Radiohead , Pink Floyd , Nirvana , Led Zeppelin , the Beach Boys , Tool and Coldplay released this year.

Almost the reaction, anyway.

“I’d love for the parents to say, ‘Wow, this is really funny,’ and for the baby to fall asleep,” said Ms. Roth, 48. “It would also be great if it was like Rock 101 between parent and baby. A steppingstone.”

To be a parent in 2006 — especially a coastal, well-heeled, contemporary-minded one — is to be blasted by possibilities for nurturing impeccable musical taste in one’s offspring. The commercial successes, like Disney’s “Baby Einstein” series of albums, have been widely noted on the Billboard charts and in Wal-Mart shopping carts. But they overshadow a hipper niche of kid music that is encouraging a curious form of parental connoisseurship, where “High Fidelity” meets high chairs.

“Parents are looking at music as a gift you give your children, as something you discover with them,” said Kevin Salem, a rock record producer in Woodstock, N.Y. “Sharing it is a way of making sure music stays in good hands.”

With his wife, Kate Hyman, Mr. Salem formed Little Monster Records in part to guarantee that their 4-year-old daughter, Emily, is exposed to what her parents consider to be good music, like the label’s “All Together Now,” a Beatles tribute featuring Steve Conte of the New York Dolls, the Bangles and others that is being sold exclusively through Barnes & Noble. Its placement in time for the holidays is so far paying off: “All Together Now” landed at No. 84 on Barnes & Noble’s list of top sellers the day of its release.

“Sesame Street” can probably be credited with (or blamed for) helping to create the modern idea of kids’ music as a socially loaded part of a parent’s developmental tool kit. Pop science too. “Baby Einstein,” begun in 1997, prompted new parents to engage infants musically in the name of healthy brain building; based largely on word of mouth, sales figures reached the multimillions by 2001, when Disney bought the company. Fueling the trend are mass-media tie-ins like this year’s “Sing-A-Longs and Lullabies for the Film ‘Curious George’ ” (Brushfire/Universal), the Jack Johnson project that made its debut at the top of the Billboard album chart.

According to executives with a rash of new indie labels and children’s music blogs like the Lovely Mrs. Davis (lovelydavis.blogspot.com), this kind of music really took off in 2002, when Dan Zanes, formerly of the roots-rock band the Del Fuegos, reimagined what worthwhile children’s music could sound like. His CD “Rocket Ship Beach” (Festival Five), recorded in his Brooklyn basement with friends like Suzanne Vega, sneaked up on parents with likable, sharable songs and a homespun sensibility. Mr. Zanes clearly struck the right chord, and has created a kiddie-entertainment empire that includes videos, concerts and even a partnership with Starbucks for this year’s “Catch That Train!” (Festival Five).

Mr. Zanes has a lot of company these days. Ralph Covert, of the grown-up band Bad Examples and the family-friendly Ralph’s World, has built a cottage industry to rival that of Mr. Zanes. Other artists who have dipped into kiddie rock include the country-punk singer Jason Ringenberg, the all-girl band Luscious Jackson and members of the Mekons, who tried on alter egos in the band Wee Hairy Beasties, whose album “Animal Crackers” (Bloodshot Records) came out in October.

It is doubtful that they will all equal the success of Mr. Zanes, whose grass-roots Internet marketing and local parental support have helped “Catch That Train!” sell 125,000 copies. But their market sense isn’t unfounded.

Christopher Noxon, author of “Rejuvenile: Kickball, Cartoons, Cupcakes and the Reinvention of the American Grown-Up” (Crown), identifies an emerging demographic of 30-plus, forever-young-minded Lucky Charms eaters aiming to reset the boundaries of adulthood. He says it’s little wonder their children are being turned into rock fans, at least in their parents’ eyes.

“Their parents encourage it,” Mr. Noxon said. “They think it’s funny and that it sets them apart. Plus, if you listen to that music now, like I do way too often, you realize it’s kids’ music: three chords dressed up with all this distortion.”

Such parents can take credit for the success of this summer’s Kidzapalooza, the two-year-old arm of the Chicago-based rock festival Lollapalooza, which lured a crowd of 160,000, up from 2,000 in 2005. The attractions included a “rock ’n’ roll petting zoo,” where children could get behind a professional drum kit while parents rocked out on guitar or bass, and a hip-hop workshop where children still in strollers burned rap CDs with professional disc jockeys. Among the performers were Patti Smith and Perry Farrell, the former frontman of Jane’s Addiction and the founder of Lollapalooza.

“People in their 30s and 40s aren’t really grown up, and they don’t want to grow up,” said David Agnew, a vice president of the Buena Vista Music Group and the force behind this year’s “Devo 2.0,” which repurposed old Devo songs for 4- to 10-year-olds and their parents. (Next year Mr. Agnew and the Disney Sound label plan to introduce the Po-Go’s, a kiddie tribute to the girl band the Go-Go’s.)

“Because parents can now listen to 30 seconds of every recording on earth at iTunes, they get turned on to more music,” he added.

That helps explain why parents — including the 3,000 who monitor the poll of children’s music at the Lovely Mrs. Davis site each week — expect something like an intergenerational custom fit from the music they buy for their offspring. Little Monster’s Ms. Hyman, a flop-haired, youngish 49-year-old, said she recognized a need “to be catered to musically” among fellow parents.

“I wouldn’t feed my daughter McDonald’s every day,” she said. “Why would I want her listening to something of that same standard?”

But taken too far, such catering can raise complicated issues. For one thing, some acts that appeal to both parents and children, like Jack Black’s Tenacious D , do so more slyly and can present a special challenge. “That’s an incredibly good record,” Mr. Noxon said, but it “spews” profanity on nearly every track.

Hip earnestness is another problem. Many new discs lack the irony-free goofiness that made classics out of the “Sesame Street” song “Rubber Duckie” and Raffi’s “Bananaphone.”

The producers of hipster baby discs seem aware that they may be a mere toddler step away from heavy-handedness. “We’re undergoing a change in what it means to be a traditional parent,” said Mr. Salem. “But I read somewhere that the fastest way to turn your kid into a Republican is to dress him up in a Sex Pistols T-shirt. That’s probably true.”

That last aphorism actually belongs to Mr. Noxon, and its message about musical backfires is probably not lost on the generation of parents who insisted in the 1980s, despite the fierce protestations of their children, that hip-hop was a fad.

Hip-hop, of course, has evolved far beyond the expectations of even the most broad-minded parents of the ’80s. And then some. This month Mathew Knowles, father of Beyoncé, released the CD “Kid’s Rap Radio” (Music World Entertainment), featuring 8-year-olds behind the mike rapping deraunchified hits like Busta Rhymes’s “Touch It.” “Because it’s been such an important part of their lives, parents have a need for their kids to experience hip-hop,” said Mr. Knowles, who explained that he was inspired by his 2-year-old grandson, Jewlz.

Field observations confirm that the new breed of coolness-bestowing parent takes its music seriously. At an all-ages “Baby Loves Jazz” concert at Joe’s Pub in Manhattan in September, the air was thick with grown-up longing. Parents swayed, clapped and whistled, while their 2-year-olds fidgeted with the salt shakers on the tables.

“You could just see that parents are dying to get that awe back, the childlike awe you lose when you start forming opinions about what’s cool,” said John Medeski, of Medeski Martin and Wood, who played keyboards alongside the soul singer Sharon Jones at the show, and whose trio recently recorded a Little Monster disc for release in 2007.

“There’s been a void,” Mr. Medeski added, referring to parents. “The music becomes like medicine.”

If so, the market may be headed for an overdose. The sales gap between the kind of CDs many hip-minded parents consider pablum — the consistently chart-topping “Kidz Bop” series especially — and the indie releases they champion has never been wider. Unless the music gets television exposure or is associated with a brand like Disney, selling more than 20,000 copies is rare.

The wave of music that prompted Amy Davis of Bowling Green, Ohio, to create the Lovely Mrs. Davis site last year has become barely navigable. She and her two sons, ages 6 and 19 months, are drowning in it, she said.

“Next year is going to be really telling,” she said. “We’ll see whether this kind of music takes off and people other than hip urban parents or Net-savvy parents discover it, or if the tide turns and people find something else to get interested in.”

Count Tor Hyams, Kidzapalooza’s 37-year-old co-founder and the father of an infant and a 7-year-old, among the true believers.

“People want to live vicariously through their kids, to rediscover music with them,” he said. “They want to be more than a cog in the cultural wheel, and I salute them for it. If I ever stop being a kid with my kids, you can shoot me.”

Echo Relations

Hello.
Just a few words.
First of all, if you are planning on buying anything from the E/S merch store, please wait. I am in the midst of talking to them and seeing if their merch could suck a bit less. One of our fans was NOT amused by the sucky shirt he paid upwards of $30 for, so we may be demolishing the site all together. Worry not, we have other ways to make better, cheaper tees. Stay tuned.
Second, Jason @ Product Shop NYC was FABULOUS enough to put a nice little advertisment on the blog's main page spreading the glory about the XXXMas Echo Station CD Release Party Extravaganzzzzzzzzzza @ Pianos on 12/23. Hurray! Go check it out and be so proud!

oh! holly JOLLY news!

I got a nice little Christmassy newsletter from Juliet's school today proclaiming that on December 15th, she will be having breakfast with Santa! How thrilling. Plus, we need to sneakily send in a wrapped gift with our child's name on it. From Santa. Nice. We pay millions of dollars to send her to this school and they can't even go to a dollar store and pick out little chintzy gifts? Alas.

I got a second newsletter that gave the parts to the Holiday Play. Juliet will be playing a doll! Her first play! I'm so excited I could die. Seriously. I know it sounds trite. Ridiculously so. However, when I was in St. Mary's in Katonah, I was the LEAD in a play, about the night before Christmas, and I WAS A RAG DOLL!!! I was fantastic. Or at least, I memorized A TON of lines. I always look back on that and wonder why they choose me. Probably because I was the best reader. Well, I was. I wonder if my grandfather has that play on video...

Anyway, imagine this play? Juliet on stage with her class...oh man, I guess we'll get a preview of the wedding...

Soy un perdedor

on myspace i just did a survey with like 1.2 million questions. why? who the hell knows. i'm so tired. i did 1/5 of my xxx-mas cards...which is thrilling i know. had a weird day. and my last kid cancelled and i was so relieved i almost cried. my medicine is making me so sick to my stomach, i think i might die soon. i spent $130 at a health food store getting pms remedies, vitamins to improve immunity, and a ton of witches brew teas that will help me sleep, get rid of my cold and also improve my bladder infections. i love health stores...i mean, they sell feverfew, which they blatantly use in books to protect people from vampires. how crazy is that??

however, i have fantastic news! i am NEARLY completed with my XXXmas shopping! i went on a rampage last night (my visa is still smokin'). i still need to get for the julester and my male cousins, but i'll do that @ the mall on 12/8 which is our XXXmas shopping expedition. plus andy and i are going to pallisades tomorrow in hopes of getting some julesgifts love santa as well as eating at chillis. he's obsessed. this year, i swore we were going to go easy on gifts. HA. at least i'm working now. thank the lord. not that i've seen a paycheck. oddly enough.

desolate and without purpose

having a wildly depressed night.
and life.
not sure what is up.
humbugging it all over the place.
this isn't me.

cool books i came across

i know that in my early childhood curriculum class we discussed having parents who were "different" from the norm of cookie cutter parents, which made me laugh as well as cringe because as we all know, andy and i are like these parents (tattoos, in bands, red hair, etc)and we were taught, as teachers, to be civilized and equal to all parents, bla bla bla.

i came across this cool shit today from my friend ilyssa's myspace page. i think phil is a friend of hers, and it is just something really cute that i thought you should check out:

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Hey everyone... Happy Holidays. As most of you probably know by now... I've just published my first two books. They're the first two "tattoo children's books." MOMMY HAS A TATTOO... and TATTOO COLORING BOOK #1...

Well... we just had a KICK ASS first month. MOMMY HAS A TATTOO is one of the most buzzed about children's books on the internet!!! It's been written up in dozens of newspapers, magazines, and blogs... we couldn't have asked for a more positive response from our peers. A publisher in Germany will be putting out a German version for sale in Switzerland, Germany, and Austria early in 2007... and possible Italian, Polski, and Portugese versions are in the works...

At the same time...TATTOO COLORING BOOK #1 is, for the time being, now an online exclusive. Nobody can find it in stores!!! In fact... nobody can find either book in stores (they're for sale now, but not slated to be in stores until Mother's Day 2007)... BUT... for a limited time, you can get it DIRECTLY FROM THE PUBLISHER (me)... and check it out... ALL BOOKS SHIPPED FROM US FROM NOW THROUGH THE HOLIDAYS, WILL BE SIGNED/AUTOGRAPHED BY AUTHOR/ILLUSTRATOR PHIL PADWE (ummm... me again)... as our thanks for your support during this crucial time!

It's already a thoughtful and cute gift for any tattooed mother or expectant mommy, toddler, or child... and for a limited time... you can get them signed!

Get MOMMY HAS A TATTOO and
TATTOO COLORING BOOK #1 for that special tattooed someone!!! They make the perfect gift for ANYONE who loves tattoos... and right now, you save on shipping. All major credit cards are accepted (through paypal) and it'll be one less xmas gift you have to worry about later!!!

Thanks again for your support during this 1st month...
and don't forget to check us out online!

Love, Peace, and Turkey Grease -

Phil Padwe
http://www.mommyhastattoos.com
phil@mommyhastattoos.com
mommyhastattoos@gmail.com

i'm dying! but i'm getting better...

so this morning i wake up and my face is just absolutely pounding and my teeth are seriously feeling as though they are about to fall out. i can barely turn my head, and i call my mother crying. she is mean and so is my sister cuz they can tell i'm calling to unload the baby as I AM DYING! so i wonder to myself, why isn't this prescription working? i call up my mother in law who works for an oral surgeon, and ask her, "what do you gander about 250 mgs of amoxicillin?" she laughs at the thought and says, "that's a CHILD'S prescription dosage!" so i am furious!!! i am NEVER going to my doctor again because he totally effed with me! he pretty much gave me a bullshit prescription. i am outraged and cursing the man out. i call my mother again, on the verge of tears, and she takes charge (finally!) and gets me an appointment with her ear, nose and throat guy.
well.
i have been avoiding this trip since i was in college (undergrad). due to fear, perhaps, or due to the probability that i would need some sort of "procedure" such as the "scraping of my sinuses." alas, i was in too much pain to protest.
so after waiting in the waiting room for an eternity with a bunch of weird, angry deaf people (one woman and man had to of course start talking to my mother, who will tell anyone her life story. the woman was OLD, you could tell, but absolutely beautiful. she must have been stunning in her youth. so my mother tells them i'm PUSHING 30. which i hated her for. they told me i look 18 and have a "very sweet face." my face is godforsaken and swollen and red. they must have been blind too!)so the doc sees me, and instantly sticks 2 large cotton balls doused in liquid cocaine up my nostrils. so i'm going numb, but the teeth that hurt still hurt, and the other ones feel like they're jutting out at ridiculous angles.
he comes back in and performs a lot of delicate and sinus filled excursions, such as sticking a light on the end of a looooooooooong tube up my nasal cavity and through my throat making me gag. then he sucks all the disease out, which was fucking amazing. i could BREATHE! and then he gives me 2 bottles of some sort of nasal spray and 2 prescriptions for REAL and STRONG meds. halleluiah.
i still feel like shit, but i am sure i'll be getting better now...i'm missing out on a fun filled day. i didn't go with amy and her bridal party to get fitted, so i have to do that next week, and i'm not going to the beets/dotcom house for cupcakes and beer tonight, and it makes me sad. if amy or mike read this "I LOVE YOU GUYS AND I'M SO SORRY I MISSED YOU BOTH TODAY!!! HAPPY BDAY AND HAPPY DRESS FITTING DAY!!!" love me!
the baby is in her crib shouting, "i took of my jamas!" so i think i have to go take care of that one.
also! i'm retarded and i'm reading this book by chuck klosterman who i assumed co-wrote a book with marc spitz (i was wrong. the book was "we got the neutron bomb: the untold story of l.a. punk" which was co-written with Brendan Mullen)which i mentioned to andy who said, "um, i think he judged THE CONTEST." which of course means the "let's go steady, debbie!" contest, which i'm about to check if its true... yes siree! it's true! so this guy, who i'm quite enjoying reading, could have quite possibly VOTED FOR ECHO STATION!! i am bursting with pride! oh p.s. READ THIS BOOK!

kid a, my teeth, drooling and dry mouth

the newest part of my book "killing yourself to live" by chuck klosterman compares the entire radiohead cd kid a to the events which took place on september 11th in such an eerie and haunting way that i'm listening to it right now. despite the fact that i have such a bad sinus infection that my doc prescribed me amoxicillin and my fucking teeth hurt when i bite down and i cannot taste anything which for some reason makes me keep eating and eating and i just ate 1/2 a can of fat free (read: olestra) pringles and i'm worried that i may have anal leakage sometime soon. and so far this cd is tripping me out. but i'm pretty sure i'm gonna have to crash in bed soon.

tomorrow i'm going for a dress fitting! for amybeet's and mike moody.com's wedding! i am so excited, yet i'm so fat as i canNOT stop eating. reguardless of the fact that i'm only eating weight watchers stuff, i'm still eating a lot.

oh cutest echo station story. andy gave my cousin's copies of the cd yesterday @ thanksgiving, and my grandmother, who just HEARTS e/s after hearing them practice in my mom's basement over the summer, PUT THE CD RIGHT ON THE STEREO THEN AND THERE! and it was just so sweet and cute and she loved it and was like, "if i was younger, i'd get you famous!" and for some reason she thinks that the way for them to get famous is through regis. she's nuts.

hello mr. turkey, how are you?

thanksgiving is over. i ate mostly appetizers @ my grandma's house because i cannot resist them. and like, no dessert since i left my delish pumpkin pudding at home. i'll eat it soon. i am tres sick with a sinus infection, and it certainly sucks. juliet didn't take a nap and was therefore satanic all day. don't believe me? see for yourself...





okay, i just have to include this video. marky searched high and low to find the $40 lindsey lohan barbie doll for juliet, and i suppose that i sometimes mention her unsavory nickname...just see for yourself.

worst day ever.

i went out to dinner w/my husband last night cuz i was craving our old favorite restraunt in port chester, pizza, pasta & things. so since i have a bad cough, i had a glass of wine. then another because it was good.
well.
i was sick all night long. bad sick. and all morning. puking. headache. death. andy thinks it may be some sort of food poisining since seriously, i didn't drink that much. it is ridiculous.
i cancelled my first kid, and my 2nd two families were kind enough to call and cancel themselves. all my kids are sick, which explains why i also have a sinus infection. and cough. and flu-like symptoms. and i feel like an idiot going to the doc again cuz i'm pretty sure he thinks i'm a hyperchondraic. i take vitamins, which include a lot of immune system boosters and anti oxidents, but NOTHING works. i guess working with kids for a few more years will build up my system. ugh.

juliet and i made mashed potatoes for dinner (i boiled them so the skin was easy for her to peel, then she cut them. and she husked the corn on the cob.) we had our own thanksgiving as a family, with lobster instead of turkey, which my mother said was how the first thanksgiving REALLY was. not sure of that accuracy, but i loved it.

so what are we thankful for this year? it's hard to think about thankfulness through the fog of death i have over me right now,(my under nose part of my face is so raw from blowing my nose...and my nose is running again...) but i am thankful. juliet made a leaf at school that reads "Juliet is thankful for___________" and what is the little psycho thankful for? MRS. FOSTER. her teacher. who she tortures every single day of her life. she is so funny! i remember in nursery school for mother's day we were saying why we love our mommies and i said it was cuz she bought me fruit roll-ups. shallow kid i was.

anyway.

thanksgiving.
giving thanks.
for my family and good friends (who are like family) who have supported me and us and the baby throughout the last few years...i have such an amazing support system. i don't know what i'd do without it.
for having a child who is wild yet so unbelievably talented and gifted and SMART.
for the wilson, of course.
and for my three boys, farb, tade and flav. i love them too.

i would say i'm grateful for my health too, since i'm pretty much healthy except for the bullshit, but the way i feel right now, fuck that.

HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!!

echo station update...this is WAY better than "concert tease"

wow. jason @ productshop nyc wrote a loverly article informing the world about the upcoming echo station cd release fiesta! click here to read the article... *** Very Important*** if the above link doesn't work, go to productshopnyc.com, and scroll a few blogs down...PLEASE be sure to leave comments too, my friends.

serious suckfest...

yea i feel like crap again. my throat is killing me. i am so extremely sick of feeling awful. i went to marshalls and home goods for the first time today (it is practically right behind my house) and it was kinda suckfest as well. everything today appears to be a suckfest. although i got a super pair of clogs. that i'm in love with.

hey fantastic news! echo station cds are available @ cdbaby.com. SUPPORT LOCAL MUSIC.

Melancholia

i had a weird vibe kinda day. sometimes, that just happens. so right now i'm feeling kinda strange.

i started reading chuck klosterman's "killing yourself to live" which claims to be 85% true life. my favorite part thus far (i'm on page 2) is where he says that everything in his personal life is as true as he can remember as he doesn't record personal conversations, etc. (ahem. fuck you oprah)(as in "a million little pieces." you mean, you don't remember vividly the time you were puking out bloody pieces of stomach in a urinal in rehab in such harsh, awful illuminating detail? no shit!) it seems to be about him, chuckie boy, who co-wrote a book with our boy marc spitz, going on a X-country road trip visiting all the places where our favorite music heroes and heroines died. i think i will like.

i got my christmas cards in the mail today and that made me supremely happy and excited.

oh if you want a copy of echo station's REVOLUTIONARY 5 song EP "Let's Go Steady, Debbie!" for absolutely NOTHING, just email me at my slinkster email addy which is ladyjadedblogger@gmail.com. it's my secret identity email, so that you cannot find me in real life. if you don't know me.

only 1 kiddie tomorrow, which is fabuloso. and he's my favorito kiddie too. he's the lowest functioning, and for some reason, just the best.

**note** the rob zombie version of blitzkrieg bop is truly awful. and i love me some rob zombie.

then it's suck-fest wednesday, where i have 3 kids and it lasts (for the last time praise gee whiz) til 5:30. SUCK-FEST.
then it's gobble gobble Bloody Massacre day. i fucking HATE thanksgiving. isn't that dreadful? but i truly, truly do. it is a BLOOD FEAST ISLAND MAN DAY!

and i don't hate it cuz i'm really that political, altho i do tell juliet all about the massacre and the pox and the devastation brought on the world by the white man (we are descended from a great race of indian warrior princesses i.e. princess heatherflower of the montauk indians. i don't believe this myself, but my family does have some pretty hard proof.) maybe i hate it cuz its just such a fake ass holiday impeding the gloriousness of candycane goodness that is christmas.

It's Finally Here!!!

echo station's 5 song EP "let's go steady, debbie!" has finally arrived...it is just plain fantastic and i'm so happy to have it in my cd player!
if you want a copy, all you have to do is ask. or just make plans to come to the "let's go steady, debbie!" release party on 12/23/06 @ piano's nyc!

concert tease

oh my god.
i have never felt so embarassed in my life.
while cleaning out the living room closet, andy discovered this retarded fanzine that we created in 2001 (before i was even married! i was merely 22 years old! i was a baby!) all about echo station.
much like this blog is all about echo station.
but this was just so...DUMB!! i canNOT believe we handed it out. there were cute pictures in it tho that i'd like to find...
but mostly it was ramblings about how drunk we got at shows. like we were... oh wait, we WERE only 22. so i guess the drinking thing was still exciting and something to discuss. in fanzines. with weird cut out pictures of paul mccartney and a stupid version of mad libs.
oh my god.

Accepted

everyone liked "camp nowhere." remember, that crazy kids movie with christopher lloyd? and they go to a fake camp that they create.
well "accepted" is the exact same movie, only it's not summer camp, it's college. and mud is played by the funniest fatboy in the world, johah hill (remember him from "40 year old virgin"? he was in the "we sell your stuff on ebay" store and he wanted the platform boots with the goldfish in them? he is so fucking hilarious i seriously almost choked to death). and the other guy, the "cool" best friend, is played by justin "jeepers creepers" long. and christopher lloyd is lewis black, who also reigns supreme in the hilarity department, regardless of the fact that he must be quite difficult to work with.
i liked it. justin long is a lot funnier than he's ever been in a movie before (i.e. "waiting" which was also silly).
on that note, remember mud from "camp nowhere?" jonathan jackson? have you SEEN him lately?

did you need another reason not to drive drunk?

i was awoken last night at 5:30 a.m. by the sound of someone screaming in a way that led me to believe that the person screaming was a woman being skinned in my parking lot.
or raped.
i punched andy awake, scared out of my skull, and when he finally responded, we peeked out of the blinds.
alas, there was someone screaming.
but it was a boy.
a white-tee-shirt clad jock-looking frat boy. clenching his fists and screaming (like a woman) into the night/early morning.
what the hell?
he gets into his car. then he gets out. he's on the phone. he walks to the middle of the highway and ah ha! there's a tire. he kicks it, screaming some more. we notice that there's a guy with him, and a girl.
who's holding a dog that looks like to-to from the wizard of oz.
i say to andy, "oh, he must have lost his tire, and that's what's going on. they are drunk and don't want to call any one lest they get in trouble." i mean, its 5:30 a.m. of COURSE they're drunk.
suddenly, the girl (with her dog) stalks off out of the parking lot and down the highway. the asshole in the car gets in, and with a sound so ungodly that it actually drowned out the roar of the train, screaches and scrapes it's way out of our lot.
yes.
sans tire.
the girl is running up and down the side of the highway (with a dog) screaming and crying. i can only imagine how far those morons went on 3 tires before either crashing or getting pulled over.
i freaking hate people.

We can't be silent cuz they might be giants and what are we gonna do unless they are?

holy effing shit.
the they might be giants show was unfuckingbelievable. it was spectacular. it was more than i could have asked for.
it took us about 3 days to get to south nyack, due to the fact that andy kept not paying attention (he blames juliet, despite the fact that he was on the phone each time he got onto the wrong highway) and the mapquest or yahoo! maps directions were, as usual, faulty. seriously, it said to make a right off the exit.
we drove for miles down a deserted winding road.
and finally turned around.
in real life, IT WAS A LEFT OFF THE EXIT.
so needless to say we were about 20 minutes late.
we walked in as they started to play "particle man!" i was transported back to 1994 when we used to discuss whether "particle man" was to be loved or hated. needless to say, i was stoked. some silly boy gave young jules a wonderful foam finger that proclaimed "THEY MIGHT BE GIANTS!" and she was like, coooool.
we were in the 5th row.
we were soooooooo close to john and john that i just sat there with this huuuuuuuge ass smile on my face. they were so great. the band is just awesome. they played "you're not the boss of me now" which was fun, but they didn't play "hot diggety dog" as i hoped, unless of course we missed it.
the best part of the show? oh, i was just getting to that.
so they have us all stand up. now, this is the same theater that we saw "rocky horror" in. not that that makes a difference in my tale. i just thought i'd mention that i'd been there before.
so we're standing and they play their "theme" which is "NO!" and everyone is dancing and having fun and then they go right into "clap your hands..." which is my FAVORITE of their kid's songs so me and juliet are jumping and down and so are all of the other parents around us. THEN!!!! they play "BIRDHOUSE IN MY SOUL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" which is my FAVORITE tmbg song of COURSE and reminds me so much of 10th grade and rollerblading at the crossroads and just a simpler, happy time. (not happier. but a lot simpler).
oh man. it was just fantabulous.
in front of us were a row of just plain old adults. tmbg nerds. no kids with them. i loved them the most. this one balding boy in front of me knew every damn word to every damn kid song, it was ridiculous.
but yea.
as we were leaving (and i got quite claustraphobic) i saw some awful, old mother saying "oh, that wasn't as kid friendly as i'd expected. it was so loouuud." so i pushed her down the aisle and she fell and a horde of people trampled her. oh no, i just gave her a dirty look and said, "Juliet, wasn't that just awesome?" to which she replied, "robot parade!" which was i guess her fave song of the show, despite the fact that it was her first time hearing it in awhile.

final version 7.0

yea!

we're goin'.

just a quickie...

i've been revamping the upcoming echo station live "let's go steady, debbie!" cd release poster, so i thought you might enjoy checking it out:




i'm so excited about the show...it will be such a good time, we'll be able to celebrate christmas together as a family of friends, which is rare, we'll be able to have a tiny taste of a XXX-mas fiesta (nearly annual.)(just not when preggo.)

today was niiiice. i was talking to one of my kids as though i was borat. i was like, "oh you very nice. i like you." he was just like, "orange square! very good." i had my longest day today, which was a whopping 3 kids. starting next week, my latest session is only til 3:30 how fucking sweeeet is that? i'm finally a teacher. i bow.

um. i'm getting sick again. sucks. alas. i have nothing else to say right now. adios.

infectious by nature...plus a benefit party...maybe this year it's best to get really drunk on the day AFTER thanksgiving...

i just don't get it

seriously, how are these godforsaken, whiny ass bands so popular? i was just reading this very popular girl bloggSTAR's blog, and she was swooning over my chemical romance.
now.
while i do tend to enjoy their remake of "all i want for christmas is you" i just don't fucking understand how bands like this become the object of desire.
and why that guy cut off his hair and dyed it blond.
why doesn't america swoon over deron miller or chad ginsburg? they are totally normal looking fellows, who when you look @ them you're not sidetracked by how long it took them to apply this pseudo-image that they are trying so hard to maintain. and they are so fucking talented you shrivel up inside while listening. (especially to the guitar on "disengage" seriously i can listen to that song, the one on vol.2 which is just the guitar, no vocals, over and over and over. oh, and i do.)
and they are so passionate about their music...and you can see it in their eyes that it's real, intense, i-was-born-to-do-this-it's-in-my-blood passion, as opposed to absofuckinglutely fake, puppy-dog eyes, whiney, emo bullSHIT!!!
perhaps this kinship to cKy is what makes echo station so wonderful. they shine through their music, not the fucking makeup they wear. oh, yes, you can wow people with your glitterly face and overly dramatic stage show, or you can be, i don't know, talented.
yes, i am talking about that other band. from that night. you know who i'm talking about. such hype. for nada.
i could maybe hate my chemical romance cuz the singer's voice is like nails on a chalkboard (xmas cheeriness aside) or cuz they sound like every other fucking whiny ballsack emo band that these people mooooon over. or it could be that he cut his hair. and dyed it blond.

on a totally non-music related note, i got my nails and toes done today. i was only going in to tame my godforsaken eyebrows, and alas, i thought, let me "treat" myself since i rule. so i am sitting there getting my pedicure when alas, i began reading a cosmopolitan magazine. i think that the people who write for this magazine should be stabbed in the ears. because what fucking horseshit they feed women.
"when talking to your man (gag), don't bore him with the minute details of your day. (fuuuuck you). instead, intice him with talk about what he likes: sports, work and him. (eat me)." seriously, then females read this and like, follow it's advice? how about eat a dick? seriously. there were other things, but i cannot recall them. what a dumb fucking magazine. no wonder women have no equality, there's this quasi-feminist magazine out there proclaiming that it's for "fun, fearless women" yet it's main objective is keeping women in the dark ages.
am i a feminazi?
who knew?

i love my sElf

tonite, whilst driving up to stone ridge to visit my friend's new fantastic extra large house, which i must interject and say that i am so jealous of cuz it is seriously a house of dreams, we were listening to wired all wrong, the new band containing the delicious matt mahaffey of self fame, and the dude from god lives underwater. i suggest listening cuz the songs are excellent, a perfect mix of self and gluw if you remember them. also listened to the new self cd, and i just must lament on how great self is. there is no one else who sounds like them. and they don't sound like every other bullshit band out there either. love!!!

so tonite was a wonderful night. andy and i and young juliet went up to visit my best friend since 3rd grade's new house. dude. the house is magical. it is very victorianish, with such detailed extraspecial additions...window seats everywhere! the most intricate and beautifully detailed windows! fireplaces! a magical and enchanting dungeon perfect for a small child's playroom! the upstairs literally took my breath away. it was a house that i can only hope to one day live in. i mean, one like. obviously not in the actual house. anyway. and it was a perfect night cuz juliet fell in love with christina...she hasn't seen her since her wedding, and it was so cute to see them running around together.

**next day**hello. it is sunday. last night was the WORST night of my life. juliet did NOT go to sleep. let me rephrase...she slept until 1am. then was up. opening and shutting her door. over and over. for hours. and turning the light on. and playing. i seriously think i slept from 7-7:30. and that's it. we just purchased a tent for her crib, yes, its a crib again, so that she can no longer escape. i think i might die soon.

seems to be the same, huh?

whoopie, i get to change the font and color. who cares? so far, this is not a fantastic update. perhaps i'll learn how to do other cool things.

i am stoked to announce that there will be an official Echo Station "Let's Go Steady, Debbie!" EP Release Party...@ Piano's on Ludlow St. in NYC...Saturday, December 23rd...it will be a fantastic show, and there are rumored to be a package deal of the CD and autographed copies of Marc Spitz's book that inspired the song!!! how fucking awesome is that???