But Seriously, Folks...

No, really. People ask me now and then why I don't do serious music. I do. I just don't record it very often.

Just this once, I did. And you can listen (or download--or both) for free! (You don't have to, of course... You can "name your own price" if you want. Call it a donation. Be a patron. Or not...)

Click here to listen, or listen below.

In any case, if you dig this kind of weird, Americana folk-rock, literature-inspired music, dig in. Spread the word.

If not? Well... I'm not giving up comedy anytime soon.

Thanks for listening.

-Mikey

Mailing List

Look over there, to the right. No, not the R2D2 mailbox. Your other right... See that spot that says "Join The Mailing List?" Type your email address in it and hit the subscribe button. It'll sign you up for--GASP!--my mailing list. I'll mail you monthly with my schedule, and contests and free downloads and stuff.

Seriously.

People on the list have already received a preview of a new EP of music I'm working on (that nobody else has got to hear about, yet,) a parody unavailable for download anywhere, and the info about my first contest, as well as my schedule for the next 2 months... So if you're into that, sign up.

(But know that I prune the mailing list. If you do not open the emails, I take you off. I'm not wasting good electrons on an ingrate's inbox...)

Anyway, I'm going back to mixing the latest episode of Beer Powered Time Machine. You get on the mailing list. Or don't. Whichever you choose, follow your action (or inaction) by doing something that will add meaning to your life. Or watch TV. Or both.

I got stuff to do.

P.S. If you're unable to see the signup box because of a mobile device or whatever, but still want to sign up, you can just CLICK HERE. 

A Year In The Making

I know I post infrequently. That's part of my charm, here, right?

But it's not like I don't have stuff going on all the time. Sure, I could do a weekly post about where I'm going to be, but isn't that what my schedule page is for? And I could write an inane blog post every day about stupid crap that no one cares about, and it could get enough hits and/or hate mail if it was mean enough or biased enough about something, and let's face it: there's enough meanness, bias, enmity, and general batshit-craziness in the world. I'm here to make something.

This year, my wife and I took on a project:

Every day this year we will create something (or do something creative) and find a way to share it online. If we painted or made physical or digital art, we'll post a picture. If we wrote a poem, we'll publish it here. If we wrote a song, we'll find a way to share that, too.

Maybe we'll just paint the kitchen. Maybe we'll make something fun to eat. Any way it goes, we're challenging ourselves, every day, to do one extra thing, something that is at least a little beyond the creative realms of our regular day-to-day lives.

You're welcome to join us, or watch, or even ignore us. We'll do it anyway.

 If you're interested, you can find it here: A Year In The Making. And I deliver what I promise: something new, every day. It might not be something you particularly care about. It might be a poem or a song or whatever. It won't always be KISS Portraits or Superhero Voodoo Dolls or Handmade Jewelry. But it will always be SOMETHING.

Every. Day. This. Year.

*And* I'll still be working my ass off to make new funny material, new geeky material, and get out to all corners of the globe (as much as possible) to see you, and hopefully, get you to see me.

So stick around. Metaphorically, of course.

Attack Of The Mid-Life Crisis?

Not really. Well... Maybe.

See... The average life expectancy of a white male born in 1972 is 68.3 years. I realized that, as of last Sunday (my 40th birthday,) I've lived well over half my expected lifespan. Nearly two thirds of it, in fact.

That doesn't particularly horrify me, or make me maudlin, but if you know me, then you probably know that I am a relatively recent (in the past few years or so) convert of the Cult Of Done. I exist, now, to Get. Shit. Done.

And I've got a lot of shit to get done.

I just completed my 2nd geek album Barbarian Jetpack, and I've begun working on an EP (at least, maybe a full album) of songs inspired by the novel American Gods, by Neil Gaiman. I have at least half a dozen or so new songs/ideas kicking around in my head that wouldn't remotely fit on that album, and I'm moving to work on those. I've nearly completed my first coloring book (no, really.) I'm (still) making a living as a traveling comedian and performing at sci-fi/fantasy/comic book/rpg/geek conventions every month or so as well. I just finished washing EVERY SINGLE FUCKING DISH IN THIS HOUSE,  I'm a co-host on two podcasts (Postcards From The Dungeon and Pros & Cons) and I'm here to announce that by the middle of next week, I'll be the host of yet ANOTHER podcast: The Beer Powered Time Machine. Click the link to learn more, but it is, essentially, a celebration of good beer, storytelling, and personal histories.

You see, as I'm getting older, I realized that among the things I value most are sharing beers and stories with my friends. And that's what the podcast is about.

It's vulgar at times, poignant at others (though significantly less often, much like myself.)

And it'll be a lot of fun. I've been working on it, and it's about to get done. You've been warne--er--notified.

Mikey vs. the Munchkins!

Episode 92 of Postcards From The Dungeon is up (hint: I'm a co-host) and in it I whine and cry and shake my fists in impotent nerd rage about "munchkins" and "power gamers."

If, like me, you dig fanboy, geeky things like table top role-playing games, check it out!

Click the link above to listen, or click here to subscribe!

The Fundamental Interconnectedness Of Things

Ever since I first read about Dirk Gently, I've been a (semi)firm believer in the Fundamental Interconnectedness of Things. Sometimes this faith waxes, sometimes it wanes. This is one of those waxing cycles. If you think I just admitted to waxing, you're sort of right, but that's beside the point.

I hadn't planned on releasing another coloring book image before the book came out, but I received a tweet today that reaffirmed my (currently waxing) belief in the Fundamental Interconnectedness of Things.

@oopswrongcookie (Ora) tweeted this:

Weird dream last night - @comedyrockstar, you were there, and a bunch of Mexican wrestling midgets...

Why is that reaffirming? Because, just last night, I finished this page of the coloring book. So there... Thanks to Ora and her odd, mind-probing dreams, you get another page. Same rules apply. Print it and color it, then send me a picture of it, and I will send you something special in your e-mail. Oh, yes I will. Quite special indeed.

And--though I love computers, and appreciate the thought--coloring it on a computer doesn't count. I prefer crayons, but you could use markers or colored pencils--whatever LEGAL media you choose. (Please don't send me a page colored with virgin's blood and the tears of tainted innocence. It's not a goth coloring book.) You don't get the same kind of visceral, mind-soothing therapy from clicking your mouse as you do from handling those little wax beauties.

See you soon!

Where the guy showed me that Mogwai that night...

So... If you're familiar with the new album (Barbarian Jetpack) which will hopefully be released by the end of this month (though it looks as if it will be the beginning of next month... Can't rush quality...) then you probably already know that I funded the album via Kickstarter.com.

One of the stretch goals I set (and achieved) was to produce a 28 page "Me and Alan Moore's Beard" coloring book. Art for this book is underway, and it is with great pride that I present the first page...

Print it, color it, and send me a picture here. I'll send you something special (though I'm not sure what that is, yet... I'll make it something cool...)

-Mikey

(Click here for a higher quality version of the image, click here.)