Nothing To Get Hung About
I spent about 4 hours today working on the final remixing and remastering of the eight songs from the Single of the Month series that will comprise the first E.P. compilation that I've written about extensively over the last couple weeks. It's a really groovy set of tracks. I'm not blowing my horn when I say that this E.P. ranks in the upper echelon of all-time BOK releases. I uploaded the album this evening to CDBaby, along with track information, payment, and so forth, so the album should be available for streaming and download some time next week at least in the online stores that have their shit together like Apple Music and Spotify. The CD that Single of the Month subscribers will receive FREE will feature an outtake from the 5th single sessions along with the eight regular tracks. That outtake won't be available online, but if you want to order the CD you'll be able to. More about that later.
The Beatles finished filming for MAGICAL MYSTERY TOUR on this day way way back in 1967 when dinosaurs still roamed the earth.
“There was something wrong with me, I thought, because I seemed to see things other people didn't see. I thought I was crazy or an egomaniac for claiming to see things other people didn't see. I always was so psychic or intuitive or poetic or whatever you want to call it, that I was always seeing things in a hallucinatory way. Surrealism had a great effect on me, because then I realized that the imagery in my mind wasn't insanity; that if it was insane, I belong in an exclusive club that sees the world in those terms. Surrealism to me is reality. Psychic vision to me is reality. Even as a child. When I looked at myself in the mirror or when I was 12, 13, I used to literally trance out into alpha. I didn't know what it was called then. I found out years later there is a name for those conditions. But I would find myself seeing hallucinatory images of my face changing and becoming cosmic and complete. It caused me to always be a rebel. This thing gave me a chip on the shoulder; but, on the other hand, I wanted to be loved and accepted. Part of me would like to be accepted by all facets of society and not be this loudmouthed lunatic musician. But I cannot be what I am not." -- John Lennon