We Are Not Alone.

First, can I say that June bugs are drunk.  Or blind.  Or maybe a combination of the two.  I have never seen more terrible aerobatics from any other creature.  These mentally damaged insects fly like they’re lunatics.  They bash into walls, into each other, into anything around them.   They leap off of a perch and then take the most ridiculous flight arcs straight into something solid and then collapse to the ground, often on their backs, where they have to struggle like madmen to right themselves.  They sorta remind me of me.  “Hey guys, I’m outta here….aaaaaaaagghghghgh! ”  *SMACK.  I don’t know what sort of evolutionary purpose their insane flight paths serve, other than perhaps to dissuade other creature from eating them for fear of catching stupid off of them.  They are nature’s Don Quixotes.   But, they’re fun to watch.  Which is fortunate, because Austin is infested with them.

Another creature that Austin is riddled with is the roach.  Or, as they call them here, water beetles.  I have never really associated roaches with water, mostly because growing up in the desert and then LA, there really wasn’t large bodies of water where they could do their roaching.  But, jesus, do they grow them big here.  They’re like half-way between the normal LA roach and the desert date-beetle.  Huge monsters of disgusting plying their roachi-ness in every crevice, crack, nook, cranny, and shadow they can find.   I have carried my significant antipathy for roaches with me from Los Angeles, which is good, because I have managed to kill about a score of them since I arrived.  My hope is that, someday in the not too distant future, roaches will scare their baby roaches to sleep at night with stories of me.  I hate the ‘effing things.

But that’s not all the interesting fauna I’ve encountered in Austin.  I have seen, running around our backyard, multiple fauns.  You know,  a little baby deer running through our backyard, fifteen feet away from me.  And the silly thing is, my first impulse when seeing the faun was, “Hmm…I wanna grab a saddle and ride that thing.”   It’s too bad we never domesticated the deer and bred them for riding.  I think it’d be pretty awesome to ride a deer around town.  I mean, they have some serious hops.  But, alas, unless I want to make a significant career change, capture some deer, and then spend the next thousand years breeding them, I don’t think it’s gonna happen.  *sigh*

Well, this is Mike TV, reporting from Austin, saying, “adios, amigos!”  I’ll talk to you tomorrow.

With flaming bags of foetid, fecal love,

M

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A Brand New Era For an Off Brand Guy.

I live in Austin.  It hasn’t really sunk in yet.  Not the humidity.  Not the odd sounding birds outside.   Not the droves of insects, including bugs who apparently have such terrible indigestion that their asses actually explode with light.   Not the fact that each morning I wake up in a bedroom that is basically the size of my entire place in Los Angeles.  It still feels like I’m on the road.  Probably because I just got back from the road.  But, the awesome thing is, it’s a town I am quickly falling in love with.  I mean, sure, there’s no mountains.  So, like Superman without his yellow sun, my powers are greatly diminished.  But being a mere mortal in a place where people are friendly, beers are cheap, laughter is frequent, and food is delicious, well, that I can accept.

The odd thing about moving to a place, a state, a city where I’ve never lived (and I have never actually lived outside of California) is all the little differences that remind me that, yes, Toto, we’re no longer in California.  Things like all the frontage roads.  The fact that freeways are called highways.  Everyone drops the article “the” from the names of freeways. “Take 35 to 71″.  As if you’re taking thirty five somethings and bring them to seventy others.  The beers have strange names.  The bars and restaurants do to.  It’s like I’m living in a completely different world.  In fact, I’ve been to Austin many times as a touring musician, and even familiar places now have a patina of the odd and the strange.   And I’m loving it.  It’s like I finally made it to a warp zone and am now exploring a bonus map.  A place only hinted at from a game I’ve been playing my entire life.  It’s like I just downloaded a brand new, gigantic dlc expansion and I get to explore all the new content, the new quests, the new characters, storylines, backstory, and adventures.

S.A. Bach and I were on tour in the weeks leading up to this move to Austin.  And we unfortunately got into an argument with a rock the size of a pre-teen’s head.  Alas, the rock won, my car lost.  So, my life is scattered across three states.  My car, a bunch of musical gear, and a lot of my merch are still in Seattle.  Without my car, I couldn’t install a trailer, so I was forced to leave stuff behind in the move to Austin.  Stuff at my friends Stephanie and Michelle’s place, and stuff in storage.  I basically brought some clothes and my studio.  But, as it turns out, that’s all I really need.  I’m gonna get working on my next song.  I just thought I’d check in.  Say hello.  Start working out the ol’ writing muscles again.  I’m certain they’re gonna be sore tomorrow.  Oh well, no pain, no gain.

Covered in insect bites, june bugs, and water-beatles,

Mike TV

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Get Set Go touring in April, May, and June of 2014!

Hey everyone!  Just wanted to post our tour route as it stands now. We’re hoping to mostly play small shows, house shows, small night clubs, backyards, and any sort of non-traditional venue.  Since we only get out to your neighborhoods every couple of years, we’d like to make sure we can play for as long as you’d like.   And every song you want to hear.  So, that said, we’re hoping to get a little help from you, our friends and our fans.  If you have a house, a backyard, a garage, a coffee-shop, a bar, a thrift store, a record shop, or anything of that sort and if you’re willing to offer it to us to host a show, we’d love to play in your town for your family, friends, and a small knot of our hard-core fans.  Please email me at getsetgoer@gmail.com if you’d like to host a show.  Otherwise, this is our current tour route.  It is subject to change predicated on what shows are offered us and when.

Monday, April 21st:  Travel Day (Bay Area)

Tuesday, April 22nd:  Santa Cruz

Wednesday, April 23rd:  San Francisco house show.  (Pending)

Thursday, April 24th:  Peninsula (Mountain View, San Jose, Palo Alto) (Pending)

Friday, April 25th:  The BrainWash Cafe in San Francisco.  Show starts at 7.

Saturday, April 26th:  Oakland/Berkeley

Sunday, April 27th:  Travel Day (or intermediary show between Bay Area and Portland)

Monday, April 28th:  Portland

Tuesday, April 29th:  Tacoma / Seattle

Wednesday, April 30th:  Tacoma / Seattle

Thursday, May 1st:  Spokane / Missoula

Friday, May 2nd:  House show in Missoula.  (message for details)

Saturday, May 3rd:  VFW Hall

Sunday, May 4th:  Day off.

Monday, May 5th:  Travel Day / Boise

Tuesday, May 6th:   Boise /  Logan

Wednesday, May 7th:  Logan / Salt Lake City

Thursday, May 8th:  Reno

Friday, May 9th:  Vegas

Saturday, May 10th:  Phoenix

Sunday, May 11th:  Albuquerque

Monday, May 12th:  Denver

Tuesday, May 13th:  Kansas City

Wednesday, May 14th:  St Louis

Thursday, May 15th:  Chicago

Friday, May 16th:  Lexington

Saturday, May 17th:  Cleveland

Sunday, May 18th:  Day Off, travel day (or intermediary show)

Monday, May 19th:  Day Off, travel day (or intermediary show)

Tuesday, May 20th:  Philadelphia

Wednesday, May 21st:  Boston

Thursday, May 22nd:  New York

Friday, May 23rd:  New York

Saturday, May 24th:   New York

Sunday, May 25th:  WashingtonD.C.

Monday, May 26th:  Carolinas (somewhere)

Tuesday, May 27th:  Macon, GA or Atlanta

Wednesday, 28th:  Orlando

Thursday, 29th:  Another Florida date?

Friday, May 30th:   New Orleans / Baton Rouge

Saturday, May 31st:  Austin

Sunday, June 1st:  Austin

Monday, June 2nd:  Houston

Tuesday, June 3rd:  Day Off

Wednesday, June 4th:  Dallas

Thursday, June 5th:  Las Cruces

Friday, June 6th:  Tucson

Saturday, June 7th:  Las Vegas

Sunday, June 8th:   Home

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Please sign up on our mailing list for future blog entries!

Hey everyone!  I’m trying to build up our mailing list so that we are no longer held hostage by the Facebooks and the MySpaces of the world.  We’d like to be able to communicate with you directly without any interference by third parties.  So, as such, until the mailing list hits 1,500 people, we’re gonna be posting all blog entries only via our mailing list.  There’ll be about two postings a week, so as not to utterly flood your inboxes.

You can sign up by going to our home page, www.getsetgomusic.com, and then adding your name to our list of Glorious Geniuses.  Of which, we like to consider you a part.  Anyhow!  Thank you!

Warm Regards,

Mike TV

P.S. Oh, and we’re at around 350 people now.  So, it could be as long as 6 months or more before we migrate the blogs back to this page.  So sorry about that.  I hope you understand.  :)

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Songs that stand on their head and whistle Dixie!

I keep vacillating between significant excitement and dreadful apprehension.  I am fluctuating between both emotional states so rapidly that it feels like I could, with just a little bit of pressure, phase my molecules through a wall of pure titanium.  Which could do wonders for my secondary career as a bank robber.  (And my tertiary career as a panty raider.)   The silly thing is, this is sorta my natural state, to a greater or lesser degree.  I start working on a new record, and I am suddenly awash with excitement over the individual songs.  This one has a mind-blowing chorus.  That one has really clever lyrics.  This one has a beautiful chord change.  The one over there can stand on its head while whistling Dixie.  The newest one just offered to clean my place for me.  You know, I mean, these songs can do amazing things.  And I get overwhelmed by the possibility that perhaps we might be putting into motion an album that could really say something.   An album that could offer a unique and interesting perspective on this strange, melancholy, wonderful, exuberant melange of catastrophes called life.    And it’s wonderful.  And I am filled with, nay, not hope…hope is too, hopeful.  I think I am filled with expectation.  I expect it to be an amazing and wonderful record.  Like seeing the form in a block of stone and then using a chisel to remove all the bits that don’t belong.

And when I first started writing albums, I truly, honestly thought, when thinking about the record, that this was the greatest record of all time.   When people listen to this album, they will be so moved, so blown away that they will have no choice but to worship the people that made the music.  And that we would release the record, head out on the road, tour like maniacs, do radio shows, interviews, press dealies and festival whatsits and the love would grow and grow and grow.  Which, obviously, didn’t come to pass.  Or not in the way I thought it would.   And, if you talk to pretty much any working  band they’ll tell you this reaction  is basically par for the course.  There is a titanic amount of work that needs to be put into a band to grow yourself to the point that you’re a sustainable business.  Which is why I never disparage other musicians.  If they’re making money, they’ve obviously put in a lot of work.  But, I digress.  So there I was, expecting hallelujahs  and instead receiving  not-bads or pretty-cools.  I mean, there would be some excitement but it always  felt a  little reserved.  Certainly not the glorious, joyful exuberance that I was certain was our right for having created such an awesome masterpiece.  And after every release, I would reach this strange point of apprehension and self-doubt.   Like, maybe this isn’t my calling.  Maybe no one really likes my music.  Maybe I should just hang up my guitar and take a day-job.  And each time, I would reach that point of self-doubt quicker than the time before.  And then recently, when we released Fury…well, man, that was tough.  But just wait, this story is not over.

So, I’ve been doing a lot of soul-searching lately and I realized that I’m being a big, fat ninny.  Like, what am I thinking?  I’m so busy looking at the luscious stalks of green grass two hills over I’ve completely ignored the fact that I”m standing in a patch of perfectly manicured verdant awesome.   Get Set Go has some of the most dedicated, stalwart, faithful, and loving fans in all the world.    I have done so many things to drive you away.  I’ve disappeared for longs stretches of time.  I’ve written rambling missives lamenting what I saw were our failures.  I groused, I bitched, I moaned.   And basically, I behaved like a spoiled little monkey.  Well, no more.  I am so sorry.    I know you’re out there.  You, the person reading this, you’re the person I’ve been making this music for. You’re the person that’s been with us on this long and wild ride, careering alongside us as I drove this vehicle called Get Set Go near the brink.  And you have done nothing but support, and appreciate, and love our music.  So, that said, I intend to work every day to be worthy of your support.  I believe we are.  I think the music speaks for itself.  But, even so, there’s much more to the story of  Get Set Go than what you hear in the music.  The music is a personal diary of sorts.  I used to give you the other parts of the story in fun and funny blogs.  In interesting, intimate online shows.  And in so many other little ways.   I intend to resurrect all of these things.   I intend to fill in the rest of the story.  And I hope, when all is said and done, it will be well worth the price of admission.

Wearing nothing but jewel encrusted baby-briefs,

Mike TV

P.S.  Get Set Go VI, whose name we are not yet willing to release, is gonna be awesome!  I will write more about it tomorrow.  Lots of love!

 

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