I'm in the final days of my Pledgemusic.com campaign and it's nail-biting time. I've raised 79% of what I need to raise. I have 3 days. So I'm bugging the shit out of everyone I know. I'm not asking for much. I'm asking for everyone who likes my music to just pre-order an autographed copy of the record for $25 or pre-order a digital copy for $10. You'll get the record digitally by December 23rd and the hard copy way earlier than the release date (March 3). I need a few more people to help out in order to meet my goal. I hate these things, but in the age of If You're Over 25 Don't Come Looking For A Record Deal, we need to do things differently. So here's what I've posted on Facebook:
In case you're wavering...I wrote songs for this record during a really clear and sober period of my life, looking back on a not-so-clear-and-sober period of my life. I looked at the messes I've made, the messes I was in the process of cleaning up and I wrote about it. It's the most clear eyed piece of work I've done. This is me, waving the flag, saying, this is the best I've done. It's the best I can do. For now. I had some help. Great writers like Beth Nielsen Chapman, Ryan Culwell, Ben Glover, Kate Klim and Neilson Hubbard helped me get rid of the fat of some of the poetic bullshit, where I was holding the truth at arms length with froof, and I just said what it was was that needed to be said until I bled on the page. Then I sang it until I bled on the microphone. It was gross. It was sweaty. It wasn't pretty. And now that it's done it's gorgeously real and if I get hit by a bus and this is the last record I make, I'll die satisfied. Ish. (Not really. And I shouldn't have written that. And I'll be looking both ways when I cross the street today) (this photo is by Stacie Huckeba, my favorite photographer and writer, and one of my circle of women-I-would-take-a-bulle
And I mean it. Stacie is a badass. I'm doing my best to just follow in her footsteps. Anyway, if you're so inclined, here's my link. Please pre-order. I've got only a few hours to raise $25,000. I'd love your help.
p.s. I didn't love this photo when I first saw it. It freaked me out. I thought I looked fat. Honestly. Then Stacie asked permission to post it to the entire Universe with her blog about being Awesome. How could I say no? So I did my best Lena "I'm a badass" Dunham impression and said yes. And figured, I'll pretend I'm ok with it and maybe I'll just become ok with it. And you know what happened? I got ok with it. I love this photo now. I love it in the way I love Lena Dunham. And I'm currently writing a book that's kind of a memoirish jumble of stories, tall and small tales. Some true. And I may even call it Flawed and make this the jacket cover. Cause I'm inspired by Stacie and Lena. And if I act like a badass, even if I don't always feel like one, maybe I'll just become one...isn't that how this whole thing works?