Happy New Year everyone!
Yes, it’s already 11 days into the year but I’m going to keep saying “Happy New Year” until I stop accidentally writing 2009 on everything.
I’ve already had a busy year with “Live from Lestat’s” CD release, a few BIG shows later on in the year and the big media push for the last few weeks (not to mention a very successful show in San Francisco at the Hotel Utah at the beginning of the year). Oh, did I mention that I’m finally assembling a backing band? We’ll probably start performing in late February. Keep those ears open!
As always, my whole perspective on my music career is shifting and I’m on the verge of what may be my most important self-discovery to date. I think I’ve finally found a way to reconcile my love of music, my desire to succeed as a performing singer/songwriter and my disdain for promotion and the music industry. It’s really no big secret or grand, inventive scheme. But it is a revelation to me.
I know what you’re thinking… at least I think I do. It could be, “tell us this new idea” or “who cares”. Either way, I think I’ll hold onto this thought for a bit longer. Besides, when was the last time people were thrilled to hear a marketing plan for someone else?
What I will share is that in order for this to work, I’ll need your support. You don’t have to send your friends mass text messages about shows or RT anything that I say. In fact, you don’t have to do anything! I just need to be sent good vibes! Come hang out once in a while at a show. Or drop me a line on any of the social media sites I’m on. If you feel inclined to share my music, that would make my day! Just help me feel like what I’m doing is appreciated and I’ll keep returning the favor.
On a different note, “Live from Lestat’s” is going to be here this Friday! I’m really excited to show you where I’ve gone in the last year and a half.
Hope to hear from you soon!
Kenny Eng (BETA)
Note: Notice how there are no styles of music or musicians that achieve the 1600 score.
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Many thanks to Travis at Punk Rock Paint for designing our official logo! Be on the lookout for our collaborations with Greens Peace (Save the Vegetables) and the San Diego chapter of the WWF (World Wrestling Federation).
Yours in Solidarity,
Kenny Eng
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PeTSA
“If there ever comes a day when we can’t be together keep me in your heart, I’ll stay there forever.” -Winnie, the Pooh
I think salt gives me crazy dreams. Not to be confused with delusions. Life gives me those.
I was at a summer camp and our parents were coming to visit so we had to make the place look halfway decent. Unfortunately for us when we found out they were coming, we only had 20 minutes to prepare. It was like every summer camp movie ever made with a little bit of “Animal House” and “3 Ninjas”.
I think I’ll just do a line of salt every night for some inspiration!
Last night I had a dream that I opened for Will Ferrell and some other performer in some club, about the same size as Lestat’s West but somehow felt more cramped. I remember going out onto the stage and feeling really uncomfortable about the performance. I think my shoes were too tight and the air was overly humid or something. When I went to adjust the mic stand, it kept falling down as if the telescoping hold was broken. I tried to fix it and after several attempts started to worry that I wouldn’t have enough time for my set. Curiously, I was keeping track of the time by length of my songs. So after two songs, I started to get panicked. Somehow, six songs had passed and I still hadn’t fixed the mic stand. So in a fit of rage and disappointment, I walked off stage. As I looked into the crowd, I noticed that there was no one there and I thought to myself, “Wow. What happened to Will’s career?”
I’m not really sure why I had this dream. It may have been because I played at Lestat’s a that night or that I was watching Chris Rock’s “Kill the Messenger” as I was falling asleep or that I’m afraid of failing. Probably a combination of all of those things. Ironically, I don’t really even care of Will Ferrell’s (recent) movies. Sure does beat the “eternally falling” dreams and the ones where I lose all my hair…
No point to this story really. Just thought I’d share.
