Me at McCabe's Guitar Shop

Sound check at the hallowed folk venue. This was actually a real gig... they paid me and everthing! Pretty spooky... from the green room all the way down the steep nautical-grade stairs to the stage, the erie tension of heros, musical history, and ghosts. The pictures that-literally-fill the walls of upper McCabes, pictures of just about anyone you can think of from the folk/singer-songwriter world, e.g., Peter Case, Tom Waits, John Hammond, Townes Van Zandt, etc... serve as cruel intimidation, inspiration, and validation. We'll just have to see if they'll ever have me back... sigh...

So... I've given a bunch of CDs to a radio-promotions liaison named Jared Ingersol. Jared has sent my CD to some 180 people for airplay and print/blog review. So somewhere near you a song from "Folk-Worn Prose" is--hopefully--being played on a volunteer staffed folk-radio program, at a community station, broadcasting on a relatively low-watt signal, out of some building that was originally otherwise-purposed (like a strip mall unit or school-district-owned facilities management shed) and hundreds of people who would not have otherwise heard, say... "The Rise And The Fall Of It All" will be either basking in the sweet sounds; professing utter indifference; or... something much worse. So if you know of such a radio station, feel free to call 'em up or email them and request a track or two from the new album. Thanks, in advance...

Shaun