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