Lorraine Feather

Very nice All Music review!

Please oh please, download our first track.

James P. Johnson's "Caprice Rag,"

entitled (with my lyrics) "Pour on the Heat."

99 cents for 3 minutes of wild and crazy stride.

This year has started with a bang. Tales of the Unusual was sent out farther in avance than Ages was (that one got off to a bit of a late start) and many reviews have already posted. Quotes, and also news about Nouveau Stride, are in my newsletter.

I'm going to be going back and forth to LA every few weeks for some time, it looks like. Writing for my next solo project, which involves meeting with my wonderful collaborators; recording for NS, and I'll have some performances coming up, about which I'll post of course.

As I write this, our island appears to be coated in a thin sheet of treacherous ice; the water in Brava and Sterling's bowl is frozen (that's Sterling on the left). Time to find those crampons for our boots.

Slightly below the Equator,
Beneath a scalding sun,
Waits a counterfeit paradise,
And sure oblivion,
Or so they told our hero
In 1925,
As he went back to the river
That ate so many alive.

It start as a trickle in the clouds and snow,
With more than an America still to go,
Steamrollers into the sea,
Wide as New York City.
Passable only in the worst of the heat,
In the winter it rises 40 feet.
The green hell is a heady trap,
So don't fall down
The hole in the map.

"The Hole in the Map," it's called ... Russell Ferrante wrote the music, I wrote the words, and you can download it on Amazon for freeee as part of Allegro's Winter Sampler. This song is the opening track from Tales of the Unusual, which you can now pre-order.

The photo of me was taken by Mikel Healey; the surreal composite was done by Michael Ticcino.

http://www.acousticmusic.com/fame/p07647.htm

First review, TotU:

Street date in 6.85 weeks!

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