My new record momentum!
Hi Everyone, Some of you may have been wondering what I’ve been up to lately, so here it is: Collecting and selling vintage vinyl records! I have over 1000 vintage collectable records most of which are posted online! Please check out my site Vinyl Joe’s Groove Shack at vinyljoes.weebly.com Thanks!
A few random shots of City Hall
El Cubano, Breathing new life, FAB mag pride...
Out with the old, in with the new! Here we are on the cusp on a new transformation…. the old job is finito and I can spend the majority of my time dedicating myself to creative endeavours. Get ready folks for some great work from the Edge. My band - The Roncey Boys played last night at the Gate 403 - with our new drummer banging away I had the most fun ever! The pinnacle for me is when...
New York, New York
Meek's Bunnymen, Mary Pickford and the Echo Cutoff
Where is all the rain coming from - seriously!? Ok folks now that I’ve got that off my chest, I saw Echo and the Bunnymen last night. Pretty decent band opened up for them as well called To Dreamers. Nice melodic chord progressions - each musical phrase twisting with the unexpected. Reminded me of the way I write songs on piano…you might wander down a familiar musical path, but for...
Please Kill Me, Viva La Muerte, The Next Day
Things are lookin’ up in a post-mortem kinda way - I first noticed the trend while sitting in the audience waiting for an NFB presentation about a suicide reflexive art exhibit, while simultaneously reading from the novel I had just purchased entitled Please Kill Me: The Uncensored Oral History of Punk. Don’t ask me why it’s taken me so long to buy this book. I know it’s...
Some realizations are like a cold wind blowing under your skin. My realization is how disconnected I am from the creative world and my creative self and how connected I need to be to get myself there. I’ve been sitting here trying to paint when I have not place to process. I’ve been sitting here trying to write songs when I have no place to set up my keys. I’ve been trying to...
The Morning After
The morning after a sublime transcendental epiphany is always bitter-sweet. You feel your mind growing in a new direction, and at the same time, as after years of finding these moments, you wonder to yourself how much change it will truly influence. Have you finally found the spark which will move you in the right direction toward happiness? Or will you forget that realization as one forgets a...
…such a silly idea - the world is falling down, and no one cares, I’m trying to keep it together while rifting inside and that’s life. I’ve re-invented myself so many times the idea of a beginning is completely foreign to me. Perhaps the title of this blog should be Transcendence and Transformations on a Journey toward Fatality, for death is completely inevitable it...