Hey Beautiful People, 

Hope all is well what with the drought, the pandemic, the aliens and the burgeoning end times. New release this week, https://open.spotify.com/album/77O9VoxQLV0HKqIp0tk2u0?si=Dy9455HcQJmwpDIV7wuHiQ&dl_branch=1 The song is a punked-up version of an old ballad of a compadre of mine, Mr. D'Aulerio. We've nearly written quite a few songs together and we still play in The Willies. Not this song though. I've always liked the song and started out making a faithful recreation but as a non-believer that proved difficult and so I 'roided it up and am fond of the new version. I dropped Time off the title to save money. The link is for Spotify but it's making its way around to all the services. Speaking of which, my loyal ones of followers, I'm shocked by how many streams and saves Songs from the Bubble has gotten. For which I say, faux humbly, gratzie. 

In a completed unrelated aside. Summer of Soul is amazing. And sad. Please watch. 

Work continues apace on Half the Distance, the stupid name for my 2021 tunes. Releases, like those individuals on a plant-based diet, should be more regular. 

All the love, 

Mr. Bubbles.

So we're closing again, the state that is. The state of uncertainty! Also Pennsylvania. And yet are we ever truly closed if we open our hearts? Probably. I can't really back that up, don't even know why I said it. But look on the brightest of bright sides. This morning I approved the masters for Songs from the Bubble. Next week I'll get the lacquer and before you get the vaccine, we'll have the vinyl. And everything will be better in 2021!. We'll see. 

Rock on.

Hey beautiful people! The ten tracks that make up songs from the Bubble have made their way to the UK for mastering for vinyl. Want one? Ping me here. I'm happy with the collection of tunes. And you will be too. I insist. One hears certain sounds and what can one say other than... Bubbles. I love the vinyl damn it!

All the love,

Bubbles

Anxiety and ennui can be effective fuels for creativity. Reviewing and timing the tunes for Songs from the Bubble, I realized with some shock that I was under 40 minutes. My ones of listeners would potentially feel shortchanged! I'd always enjoyed albums that were a full experience. So in a fit of fun I wrote and recorded another tune that fits quite nicely in that it doesn't fit at all. This song is called Season of the Id. And it sounds hippy pretentious in its title but it's not. You are. Streaming version will be posted here soon, just need a few days ear break before final mixing. Also fascism = bad. 

Hugs and Kisses

Bubbles

Songs from The Bubble feels done. All the songs are streaming now and there will be a possible vinyl release for all.my fans toward year's end. So five copies or so? It's been a great outlet for an old creative - writing, arranging, recording and weeping softly. I shall talk about the songs here in time but I am one of those who believe an artist, even crappy ones, don't really own what they produce. Except legally and financially. Once a song is out there, who am I tell you what it's about? It's about whatever it's about for you.

I don't know if my style has evolved or been revealed (even I want to punch me in the face for that one) but my modified through composing style was there in my first rock song, The Flying Dutchman. Found the original lyrics a few months ago... better as a memory. But still maybe I'll record it in my copious spare time.

So I'll give you etchings of what I think the tunes are up to. I think they're funny... others might find them angry or bleak. They're just wrong. So why edge of the abyss? It is November 2, 2020. The world gets reimagined tomorrow. 

All the love,

Bubbles

Lisbon.