Tomorrow--improbably--The End Times has a show. We'll be gracing the stage of our favorite little house/bar Cafe Racer right around nine and will play for as long as the gin and whisky fuels us. This is perfect preparation for our upcoming recording session, sure to be available on our MySpace sponsored shop within a fortnight.
Speaking of recording, The Irrelevant Prophets recently visited the Fairhaven recording studio and put four future singles to DAT tape. The results are fiery, focused affairs, except for the one about the solar system, because there is no fire in space. You can hear (and download) them here.
As for me, I've traveled out of open-ended days (oftentimes known as the "musician lazies") into highly-structured weeks. I'm maintaining three jobs in as many disciplines: one catering to my years of tutoring the hard scrawls in writing centers, another that pays me to listen to fresh world-heavy mixes, and the last, the newest, which is full-on office work, surrounding my clerical obsessions with a positive, supportive environment.
An environment you can experience the essence of, even if the methods are much much different, tomorrow at Cafe Racer. We'll be in the rumpus room, but we'll meet you in the bar.
