potpourri/reader mail
To all who write in to this site posting effusions and praise about my music, please be assured that I read them all three times and then find a mirror to wink saucily at my reflection. It may be shallow of me, but I love hearing from people that were made happy by a show or a song, so keep writing.
Readers have complained about my poor use of the mailing list, and they are absolutely right. Me and tech are like Sonny and Cher, without the early years, or the profits. I vow to work on this.
Robin Paige, of course I remember you! And all of the other good-looking crazy ladies of wacko Hampshire College circa 1980 -- I raise a glass of mead in your honor.
My fears about our end-of-year show suffering a poor turnout by landing the day after Christmas were baseless, and many thanks to all who came. The idea of recording or filming some of the special material I write for these shows is attractive in terms of profiting more from my labors, but ultimately has to be rejected as an added profit risk, since recording and filming and distribution would add significant cost even if done on the cheap. But, if you're not aware of this already, there's a recording of one of my Raps of The Dead (2007, I think) on itunes for a buck. It's a studio effort rather than a crappy board recording from a club, and I tried various little Dr. Dre touches...on the cheap.
Patty, what's so wrong with the Space Needle Holiday Inn? It's really one of the nicer kind of places I stay while on the road. You should see the Travelodge in Newport, Kentucky, or the Red Roof of Seacaucus, N.J., or the little place run by embittered Indians outside Eugene, OR. At Space Needle Holiday Inn the rooms are clean and things aren't stolen from your car; not to set the bar so low, but to ask much more on a troubadour's wages would be churlish. I have the feeling you're living in a fool's paradise, Patty.
Now that I'm confrontationally using people's first names -- hello, Nick! I'd be happy to stop in the U.K. sometime but haven't heard any offers recently, despite standing resolutely by the phone until my knees shake and my eyes go blurry. If you'd care to bother a promoter you know on my behalf, and he makes me a good offer, I will fly right over, and also buy you a chicken dinner. Same to the lady in Australia; substitute "wallaby" for "chicken."
Jen, I should have mentioned that the master tapes of the Michael Jackson cover CD were stolen from my car after mastering, so the release is unaffected. (It's been delayed a bit, but that's another story.) If the people that made off with the tapes are reading this: in your haste, you missed some gear in the back of the van and $7 in cash in the front. I will trade you the cash for the tapes. These are certainly of no use to you, unless you were agents of Jermaine or someone, diabolically trying to interfere with my plans to add my two cents to Michael Jackson's legacy, in which case, you acted too late.
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While we're on the subject - do you remember me Robbie? I was one of two guys named Brent at your Edmonton Alberta Sidetrack Cafe show a couple years back. The other Brent was the promoter. I was wearing one of the last Country Is Not Pretty orange T-shirts that goes so well with my pink high tops. You worked me into the encore rap that night. I'm a drummer/singer and am constantly introducing your music to my musician friends and pestering my local alterna/folk/country radio station(ok they only have one show that your music would fit the "format) to play your music. I did meet one other Robbie Fulks fan in my city of Calgary. She was a clerk at the liquor store. Coincidence? Anyway I am singlehandedly carrying the torch for your music here and it gets lonely sometimes. On the other hand I can't wait for the day when everyone knows who you are so I can turn my nose up in disgust and say "Ya well I knew him when he was noboby". Keep up the great music and I'll keep pushing for you.
I'll get pestering....
Your holiday show was fantastic. It was my first time seeing you live and I was just expecting a standard show. I couldn't believe how well conceived and executed the show was. Thank you so much for taking the time. Music was top-notch too. I think you missed Michael Jackson in your rap!
UK would be great ~ your last show in Newcastle was one of my fave shows ever.
Mike O & Julie Polk (ex-Chicago)
When I was living in Seattle, if I’m not mistaken, The Holiday Inn was on the hooker - side of Queen Anne Hill on Aurora next to a run down Denny’s and not at all safe. I’m relieved you experienced the new and improved. Living in paradise gets better every year. TheParadiseTheatreSchool.org
Maybe you can comment on whether you're coming to Pittsburgh or maybe Cleveland anytime soon?
Lol, "agents of Jermaine."
A few years ago, I wrote asking what sort of shenanigans would have to transpire in order that I might be entertained by a Robbie Fulks / Junior Brown collaboration resulting in a cover of "Satan Is Real" by the Louvin Brothers.
All I got back was a note from RF saying that it was impossible, because Junior is nuts.
Still, I contend that this song is tailor-made for Robbie's voice and sense of humor. It should have been the 14th Hillbilly Giant.
It pretty much demands to be a duet, and the only person I can think of suitable to be the Special Guest Star is Junior Brown.
Barring all that, maybe RF could play in Fort Worth again sometime soon. Not Dallas, not Arlington, not Garland, not Grapevine, not Denton, but Fort Worth. I have an annoyingly extensive ontological argument in favor of Fort Worth over Dallas and the rest of the Metroplex, but nobody cares, and for once that's going to stop me.