twas late monday night, and all through the house, not a creature was stirring... and I found that quite boring so I drove to New Haven and played a mini set at Cafe Nine's Beatnik 2000. it's a great little place and on monday nights there's poets and musicians switching off. there's an older guy there every week that does this stream of consciousness stuff that makes me slightly less afraid of losing the colorful side of my vocabulary as I age, but more afraid of losing my mind. tweet tweet.
this month's performances are listed on my website www.ericfrench.com in Providence, Boston, and yup, New Haven. catch me playing new songs like
House Of Cards
Lamb
Bangalore Call Girl
at all 3 shows. i like playing in CT, by the way. CT, you're gorgeous. if CT were a woman, and i were a man... oh man. tweet tweet.
NEWS ALERT - EFMH MKII may have just birthed itself.... and it's a boy! i'd say he's about 5'10, 150, brown eyes? after a year of searching around the next incarnation of the band was in my own backyard. looks like wally's gonna be lockin in with mr. eric kalver on the drums! another fine young Cranston/ Boston boy! and you know what they say, 2 erics are better than 1! well, actually, i've been saying that awhile what with the nice acoustic eric french and the bluesifyin electric burnin up the rails explodin freight train eric f!@#ing french on the scene... so i guess 3 erics are better than 2. we should be booking shows as a trio soon. tweet tweet.
spendin NYE with mister "get to know er MATT NAKOA", another fine boston boy to check out. what are you doing? are you kissin? are you missin? are you taking stock of your life to lay it out in front of you on a nice fresh gregorian plot? this year is the year, right? so was last year, and so will it be next year. but not in a sarcastic tone... i think the take stock and think ahead with a clear sense of new opportunity thing is great to do on a regular basis. i think it keeps us all focused, and anyone that doesn't keep a nice pot of self awareness simmering on the stove that they go and stir once in a while is gonna end up going hungry. and if it's there but you're afraid to go stir it up, you're gonna find out the bottom is burned when you go to eat it. lunchtime metaphor... yet all the same, this time we've got, this life we're living isn't just a cyclical thang, it's also a one time ride, straight shot corridor we're barreling down. unless you believe in reincarnation. i recently started paradise lost by milton along with a book to help me understand and appreciate it. alongside that i'm reading a book by a man that decided to live literally by the rules of the bible for an entire year. "you say you want a resolution weeelll you know..." so in short, i think we should join Bally's, practice our harmonica playing more, and ask that cute thing on the train out for a date. but, i like to realize that this isn't a this year thing, it's a this life thing if it's gonna count. we're the ones that tied time to a circular face spinning round, and into rows and piles of playboy/ harley/ kitten calendars sitting on the B&N bargain shelf now that christmas is over. really it's an intangible succession of moments marching forward and tickin down for each of us, so make the most of it without getting caught up in compartmentalizing it for yourself. time's a wide open sky, and you're a bird baby - tweet tweet.
ps i might get a marshall halfstack- it's all over now
12.31.2008
12.21.2008
world wide whipout
i'm about to make my presence felt all over the internet. or i'm about to feel up the internet, however you'd like to look at it. things are about to hit critical mass, shit-fan-boom, she doesn't know just yet, but she's about to. stay tuned for the launch of
www.ericfrench.com
efMH on facebook
efMH on myspace
efMH twittering
efMH blogging - well obviously, seeing as that's where we are
efMH on reverbnation
corresponding with new photos by a local providence artist, new designs and wardrobing by Mr. himself, the debut record eric french & Mr. Hyde all finished and glossy, souveneirs to go with it, and a brand new band featuring Wally Skorupski on electric bass.
nuff news, what's there to be thinking about? our new lease. you and i are moving in together, didn't you know? we gonna get a brand new stove to heat the place right, you know, keep it warm, stead of just glowin and glarin, keep us burnin stead of just showin and starin. we gonna be sharin a lil bathroom all shiny and white, we gonna be tight, i'm gonna know how you smell, you gonna know how i bite, we gonna fuss and fight... but at the end of the night we just might end up in bed, alright? i feel like walkin out on everything worth walkin out on and bein unafraid to be signin lines n spittin in hands, clappin with a fellow man over everything worth the time it takes to understand. time's almost up for late night plans, sun's shootin through the blinds, glass is runnin out of sand and it's time to run the race we ran a thousand times in our minds. gun's still in the drawer from the act before, you know what's in store, don't be afraid, slam the glass down and pour. BANG
i love all these ways we communicate today, dress up our little glass windows into a virtual world, each of us a star on a low rated show an ever increasing number of virtual people are virtually watching. i'm a complete geek for the stuff, and as you read above, i'm about to start taking it pretty seriously in a professional way as an artiste, but i believe it can only be beautiful when accompanied by real human action and genuine interaction- in a physical world. i think it's the revolution everyone goes on about, but only if we use it, not just booze on it. i think it could be a tom morello riff, an assertive assault on every venue it's users poke into, or it could be a numb night in the glow of reruns and starting to eat healthy tomorrow while Nickelback plays on the radio behind you. i think we all have more energy than someone would like us to believe and are cutting out paper snowflakes with a full set of powertools. whether it's an expression of politic, art, love, thought, comedy, music, i think there's a lot of room for active life, and there's too much passivity in the air. i've been reading a lot of "classics", and a lot of essays. a lot of punks from a lot of different places and times, and i think they'd love the toolset we've got right now for living this world and i've been thinking i'd like to be a big part of growing into the biggest, baddest pair of pants we've seen so far.
EFF
www.ericfrench.com
efMH on facebook
efMH on myspace
efMH twittering
efMH blogging - well obviously, seeing as that's where we are
efMH on reverbnation
corresponding with new photos by a local providence artist, new designs and wardrobing by Mr. himself, the debut record eric french & Mr. Hyde all finished and glossy, souveneirs to go with it, and a brand new band featuring Wally Skorupski on electric bass.
nuff news, what's there to be thinking about? our new lease. you and i are moving in together, didn't you know? we gonna get a brand new stove to heat the place right, you know, keep it warm, stead of just glowin and glarin, keep us burnin stead of just showin and starin. we gonna be sharin a lil bathroom all shiny and white, we gonna be tight, i'm gonna know how you smell, you gonna know how i bite, we gonna fuss and fight... but at the end of the night we just might end up in bed, alright? i feel like walkin out on everything worth walkin out on and bein unafraid to be signin lines n spittin in hands, clappin with a fellow man over everything worth the time it takes to understand. time's almost up for late night plans, sun's shootin through the blinds, glass is runnin out of sand and it's time to run the race we ran a thousand times in our minds. gun's still in the drawer from the act before, you know what's in store, don't be afraid, slam the glass down and pour. BANG
i love all these ways we communicate today, dress up our little glass windows into a virtual world, each of us a star on a low rated show an ever increasing number of virtual people are virtually watching. i'm a complete geek for the stuff, and as you read above, i'm about to start taking it pretty seriously in a professional way as an artiste, but i believe it can only be beautiful when accompanied by real human action and genuine interaction- in a physical world. i think it's the revolution everyone goes on about, but only if we use it, not just booze on it. i think it could be a tom morello riff, an assertive assault on every venue it's users poke into, or it could be a numb night in the glow of reruns and starting to eat healthy tomorrow while Nickelback plays on the radio behind you. i think we all have more energy than someone would like us to believe and are cutting out paper snowflakes with a full set of powertools. whether it's an expression of politic, art, love, thought, comedy, music, i think there's a lot of room for active life, and there's too much passivity in the air. i've been reading a lot of "classics", and a lot of essays. a lot of punks from a lot of different places and times, and i think they'd love the toolset we've got right now for living this world and i've been thinking i'd like to be a big part of growing into the biggest, baddest pair of pants we've seen so far.
EFF
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