And it came to pass in the weird, closing days of 2009 (a year destined to be remembered not too fondly by many but with great affection by ValStal, et. al.) that a confluence of happy circumstance and diligent work would nicely amalgamate a particularly fertile creative period with a couple of outstanding shows gone down at especially hip venues.  Which is to say: The lads and I brought the compositional "boot" and the concert "ass" together.  Zoom!     As …

The entire goddamn Western World is sick. And so am I. Alas. Now, whether I’m down with the Hantavirus (which, to the best of my understanding, has something to do with mouse droppings) or Ebola (which, again, to the best of my understanding, has something to do with bodily fluids and gorilla/chimpanzee corpses) is anybody’s guess. The underlying message inherent this shabby turn of events is, however, clear: I’m going to need either stop sharing needles with incontinent mice or sell …

It’s October of this weird year, AD 2009. In point of fact, it’s Halloween afternoon. Which, in point of point of fact makes it practically November. So let’s start over. It’s practically November of this weird year, AD 2009. And so far as I’m concerned the AD might’s well stand for Anno Disc as, after 18 months (and a sum of U.S. Dollars upon which I’d rather not elaborate) the much anticipated (in these parts), Valium Stallion EP has splashed down. God be …