Do relatives come up to you at cookouts and ask when you’re going to write a song for THEM? Oh yeah, one of my uncles’ wives used to pester me all the time, “Bobby, when are you gonna write a song about me … put me on the radio?” It would make me uncomfortable. How would you get out of it?I’d say, “I already did Auntie. You’re just not listening to the right stations.”
The theme song for my upcoming cyberpunk neo-noir. Something has gone horribly arwy inside a popular new social networking site, turning computers into killing machines. Dax must follow the bending circuit of murder and intrigue to discover what dark truth lies below…DEATHNET.
and these guys were hilarious. Also, I’m in the middle of a spralling book that’s set in the Boston/Cambridge area. Visiting these places for the first time gave me this delightful sensation of stepping inside of a fictional world I’ve spent months creating in my mind. I was secretly expecting a Hal Incandenza or Don Gately to walk by.