Mark Doyon: Bloggy Yada

Updated June 20, 2009

Yesterday I hauled the d8b (the brains of the studio) to a repair shop outside NYC. Why such a schlep? Because they are the nearest (not a misprint) technicians authorized to touch this thing. There is not another person within 277 miles with the foggiest notion of how to fix it, and that is ridiculous.

That said, I am ridiculous. I have been trying to "fix" this beloved beast for months (and months). Unsuccessfully. I am now entirely desperate.

Interesting feeling.

What's up....

Arms of Kismet / Play for Affection. Almost done, but lost in the machine. Coming out when the high-tech gods deem it right.

Slingshot to Obscurity. Out this year, or so I often say. It's about touring as an independent musician. It's not a "how-to" -- it's more of a "how-not-to." It's got funny parts, sad parts -- sort of like a big-budget romantic comedy, but, well, totally different.

Bonneville Stories. This book is packed, I claim, with ready-made film treatments. If someone out there doesn't make a movie of "The Blue Flame" or "Sooner or Later" or "Green Grow the Azaleas" pretty soon, I might have to write a big-budget romantic comedy. Out now as a delightful ebook, out soon as a delightful audiobook.

-MD