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CONFESSION
I’m glad to see him go, of course, but I feel a bit of pathos for our baffled, childlike President as he finally confesses to his intentions and failures and regrets as President, in this exlusive report from The Onion, America’s Finest News Source… after the jump.
Here’s another one of us playing the Douglas County Democrats picnic, this time doing “Skinny Woman”.
Couple of interesting notes here. First of all, we did kind of an experimental stage rig at the picnic. Rather than use a PA we tried out our ultralight performance rig. I’m singing, playing guitar and working that porchboard all through the guitar amp… which is a Vox battery-powered DA20. Its about the handiest amp I own. I use it all the time now. You can plug a guitar into it, also a mic and one other sound source (in this case the porchboard). Jack played his box without amplification, and used his little Epiphone Valve Junior. I thought it sounded pretty good. This is the way we play small gigs now, and also when we play on the street.
Now the other interesting note about this gig was, during this song, I was amost killed by that juggler.
At about 2:15 of that video, he spun around real fast and threw a damn juggling pin at me. It happens fast cause he was a sneaky bastard, but he missed, he only hit my porchboard and the mic stand. He disappeared before I could settle up with him after the set. He was obviously an undercover Republican operative, an assassin posing as a juggler, but the plot failed.
Also, an old dog named Barlow, who had been getting fed BBQ all day, wandered by later and pooped on the grass in front of Jack.
Quite an afternoon. :)
“Tube Top”, Solo Show, Reno Music Project 10/11/08 copyright 2008 Carriebear Publishing ASCAP
So, in October of this year, I went out and played a solo set at the Reno Music Project for my good friend Todd South. I had a great time. I was in a preachy mood, and delivered many messages through the course of the night. However, the most well-received message was on the subject of the tube top. Do give it a listen, won’t you? And please consider becoming part of the cause, friends. Especially you ladies… real change begins with you. :)
In July, me and Jack went down to Minden, Nevada to play a set along with some others at the Douglas County Democrats annual picnic. It’s always a good time. This year they shot some video and lookit what I found the other day… it’s on youtube under the title “You Cheated Baby”… the song is “Jumper On The Line”, not “You Cheated Baby” (which, given the way I mumbled the line in the song that goes “when you see that, baby…” is an understandable mistake, and which is also a great title I think I’ll use someday). I like playing this song. It’s our own arrangement, and I think the video is pretty cool. I like the outdoor setting. Do enjoy, please.
“ I’m a blues man. A blues man is a prisoner of hope. Hope wrestles with despair, but it doesn’t generate optimism. It just generates this energy to be courageous, to bear witness, to see what the end is going to be. No guarantee, unfinished, open-ended. I’m a prisoner of hope. I’m going to die full of hope. ”
Cornel West
About me
Todd Mauldin is a blues philosopher living in Reno, Nevada, who performs solo, as well as with his partner Jack Doyle as The Hellbusters.
The Hellbusters debut CD "Guilty" is available and fairly popular worldwide among those who like their blues hard, immediate, intimate and lightly cooked.
Todd Mauldin's solo show, featuring spoken word and hard country blues, is being performed infrequently to reasonably positive reviews.
For more information about the Hellbusters or Todd's solo show, contact tavo@hellbusters.net.
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