Last Tuesday I trekked out to Goodbye Blue Monday’s last Open Mic night. It featured one of the most eclectic crowds you will ever find. However, due to my late performance slot I was unable to play. Left bummed but remembered that on the way to the show I ran into an incredibly dope and unpretentious artist busy spray painting. This is the photo I took of that encounter (it does no justice to the actual piece of work):
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Last month I met the very talented Amanda Sprecher at the Queens Five Boro Story Project, and next week we will be performing on the same bill. I’m gonna even go the extra mile and throw in an “!”. No cover charge AND there will be food available. Come make your ears and mouth happy.
More details: https://www.facebook.com/events/266430623481292/?pnref=story
One of the better named blogs out there was kind enough to show me some love. Check it with your balleyes and stick around for some more quality tuneage: Zen Anton EP | The Brown Kid Blog.
Due to a schedule malfunction last Sunday I wound up performing at The Five Boro Story Project Open Mic. I am very thankful my schedule went bonkers.
I had gone not knowing what to expect (which means dreading a bunch of annoyingly fake “artists”) and instead received a night full of beautiful stories about Queens.
Check out this quality not-for-profit and go hear some inspirational tales: Upcoming Programs | Five Boro Story Project.
My EP receives its first inter webs review.
This is also the first time my sound has ever been described as “flamenco” — I wish that would happen more often.
Go use your eyeballs to check out the full read and also stick around to peruse the rest of the quality site. It’s rare to find a music blog dedicated to actually supporting independent artists without having the agenda of which band has the cool-kid-buzz and will make them get vicariously laid.
Clickage: the modern folk music of america: zen anton – resemblance.
Many thanks to MFOA for the honest support. Keep doing your dope doings.
I woke up pondering the question, “If you’re religious and it’s till death do us part, does that mean in the after life it’s an open relationship?”
Someone, please solve this puzzle.
Last Saturday I had the pleasure of performing at The Bitter End Open Mic. Quality vibe filled with quality people not being pretentious assholes. Will definitely be back. Here’s the performance:
Last year was a transformative time for me. I spent most of it in dark basements recording my debut EP between the hours of 11pm and 7am, because that’s when it’s quiet in the city. I would then spend the rest of the day in different dark rooms, hopped up on coffee, staring at my computer screen editing. I’m pretty sure I did serious damage to my eyesight. I know I lost some social skills (musicians get weird when they spend too much time by themselves). There may have been a few sessions of silent weeping.
It was an incredibly large goal for me to want to learn how to record, mix, and master in such a short amount of time. Somehow, with the help of the quality human beings I am lucky enough to have in my life, I completed it. I hope to have done a quality job. I know I did the best job I was capable of.
This record represents a lot to me. It begins with the first song I ever wrote at age thirteen and ends on my most recent piece of work, which took over two years to complete. While many musicians dismiss their old material, I think that too easily disregards the impact those songs had and will continue to have on their listeners. For this reason I felt it important to record, in my current musical style, the songs that throughout the years the people kind enough to listen to me have said resonate with them. That’s what made it worth while.
That year is now done. This is the result of all that time, literal blood, literal sweat, and literal tears:
My time with Third Street is coming to a close. Thankfully they let me play a gig before saying goodbye so I wouldn’t cry.
Bring your family and friends. Bring your enemies too.