Thursday, February 23, 2012

February 2012

We've been quiet.  The label is looking for new financing and so the crew there is down to three people.  The label is practically shutdown.  But, they have a contract with us and no one wants to buy that contract so we we've going on with our lives.

Late last year, Larry went down to the Bridal Expo with his pal Bubba to try and meet some ladies.  That didn't go well.  Most of the women their were spoken-for or were the mothers of those that were spoken-for.  Bubba tried to get their money back.  Instead, they got arrested.

While kickin' it in the downtown pokey, Bubba ran into one his old high school friends who was sleeping off a drunken night that included urination in the fountain at City Hall.  You would have thought this friend was "homeless"... but no.  He was a "tortured artist" who following his muse through the highs and lows of bee king trapped in the body of a man-child.  His name was Nick.

So, Nick sobers up enough to tell us about this movie that he has been working on.  It is the story of Casey Smith.  He was a slightly famous local artist somewhere is the North Pacific or something.  He sometimes went by K.C. Smith or just simple K.C.  He lived with a great deal of pain.  But, he used his pain as his art.  And he used his art to get rich and some-what famous.  And he hoped that being rich and some-what famous would help alleviate his pain.  It didn't.  Instead, it got him married to stripper that was 40 years his senior and it ended with him making a left turn in the middle of right-banking freeway overpass.

Sounds great, huh?  So, he asked Larry if Cabo Joe and Chop-Chop would do the sound track for the movie.  Larry said yes.

So, for the RPM Challenge of 2012, Cabo Joe and Chop-Chop recorded the sound track to the movie.  The sound track is done.  This movie is not.  The label says that they can release the album in March or April.  The is no release date for the movie. 

Track Listing:

01 Box-Shaped Heart
02 Eff To The World [Part 1]
03 Served By Serpants
04 Milked It.mp3
05 Already Aplogized
06 Smelt It.mp3
07 Eff To The World [Part 2]
08 Came As I Am
09 I Know I Write
10 Far Away


Sunday, October 23, 2011

Red Wine Bottle

If the sun sets in the East.  Excuse, WHEN the sun set in the East.

And the wind only travels in large circles.

And dust is the chocolate milk of the Gods.

We must begin to at least acknowledge that men are evil.  That man is ruthless.  That all men are created equally devastating to all that they touch.

And the car drives over my foot.  My toes is okay because of my trust steel-toed Docs.  But, I can't forget the music.  I can't forget to dance.

-- Chop-Chop

Saturday, October 22, 2011

Black Silk Ribbon

Blogging is an effort.  I have no idea how people can do this everyday.  And everyday they don't just write a little.  They write a tone.

I can't do it.  I can think of nothing to write about it.  I can't think of very little to care about.  I am tired.  I am lazy.  I am out.

-- Choppers

Friday, October 21, 2011

Think About Me

The lights are on.  It was a stormy, stormy, night.  A long time before.

And I can't even begin to lie about the sites.  The sounds.  The smells. 

I should not have gone out last night.  I should have stayed home.  I'm sure the details will emerge in a song someday.  It is too fresh to talk about now.  The pain is too vivid.  It is too much.

- Chop-Chop

Thursday, October 20, 2011

Don't Want To Wait Anymore

Captan Flakes control the milky seas of the cereal bowl and this how war begins.

No one has been able to stop the captain and his reign of terror.  He rules the bowl with intimidation, fear and touch of class.  He is the fear of man and the desire of women.  He yesterday's best and tomorrow's worst.  He is the most exciting man in the bowl.

I am Wednesday.  I sometimes pretend to be Thrusday.  I am the truth.  I am the grassy knoll.  I am the troll under the bridge.  I am the uhaul on the bridge.  I am the smog and the sky.

The super market is super today.  And today the milk is cold and the seas are calm.

My shoes are shabby.  My belly is full.

--- Chop-to-the-top.