Jeff C.
Well, here we go. This little project might kill me….but then again, I expect to get more out of it than I think. I’m optimistic that way. And if that makes no sense, wait until you hear the songs!
Over the years, I’ve written many songs. Some good, some not so good, and many more coming out of my head on a daily basis. I usually keep my songs to myself, except when I have a public forum in which to share them. Such as this. And such as the bands I’ve been in and the few solo gigs I’ve played. So a quick history, before we get started:
In the early, early mesozoic era…okay, so it was the early 90s….my friend Anthony and I started writing songs together in San Diego. Generally, he provided the lyrics and I provided the music. We then found a bass player, Kathy, and a rotating cast of drummers, and started a band, The Snipehunters. The Snipehunters wrote many songs and played a few shows until invevitably imploding under the usual auspices of personal relationships, heroin abuse, and assorted STDs. Okay, that’s not true, either. We really just sort of moved on. Anthony got married, I got married and moved to Denver, and that was it.
Or so we thought. Anthony and I remained best of friends (look us up in Vegas sometime) and I wrote and recorded a bunch of songs in our apartment before leaving San Diego. Once in Denver, I found myself involved in other endeavors, but eventually the itch came back and I started playing and writing music again.
Then, on a lark, my friend Floyd and I started a comedy rock duo (with apologies to Tenacious D and Flight of the Conchords) to open for my comedy improv group. We called this duo “The Mathematically Challenged Quartet” and, in 2008, we landed a couple of prime gigs, playing both for a group called “Drinking Liberally” at a Denver bar and at the Boulder International Fringe Festival. Which means we needed songs. So we wrote about 15 new songs, all rockin’, all hilarious. Okay, so maybe that’s not true either, but you can be the judge of those songs if they show up here.
Anyway, so these days I’m writing songs by myself and with my friends. And, really, I’ve grown up enough to realize that the songs I’ve written over the years should at least have a forum. Or else they might stay on a cassette tape in the basement or in a notebook in a drawer. And what’s the good of that? Art should be experienced. No matter the reaction.
With that in mind, enjoy the ride. If there’s a song on here that you don’t like, just wait a week. I’ll put up something new each Tuesday. It might be old, it might be new, it might be rockin’, it might be blue. But it’ll at least be art. Or noise. Or something.