Pardon My Music

"BAY BLUES"

- Buy the CD, Help the Bay!

Under blue summer skies under blue water lies something new: sophisticated blues. Music as blue as the water, style from folks on the shore. As an independent candidate with a "Save the Bay" campaign I lost an election. The bay has been losing for years: overfishing, oil spills, toxic waste, neglect and non-stop abuse. Interesting folks still live and work here, and because they have a style and maverick spirit that should be celebrated and shared (some say jailed and forgotten) a waterfront studio was built and songs were recorded about bay life: blue summer skies, the neighbor who spikes up a lemonade, the friend who packs up and sails off for war; plans, mistakes and love made, the end of a relationship, how tough it is stretching paychecks paper thin. The bay brings it home: peace, comfort, conflict, adventure, memories. It's time to give back. With great CD sales comes great responsibility. Net profit percentages from "Bay Blues" go towards restoring our good neighbor the bay. Order your copy today!

"BAY BLUES FOOLS"

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John Cog's second blockbuster blues CD! Unique, original songs--sophisticated blues-- with a sardonic twist. "Bay Blues Fools" is the natural and ambitious sequel to John's first CD, "Bay Blues." From "Middle Age Blues," and "3DTV Blues," to "A Fool For You", "Bay Blues Fools" is fun, funky, down and outlandish. It's time to give back. With great CD sales comes great responsibility. Net profit percentages from "Bay Blues Fools," go towards restoring our good neighbor, the bay. Order your copy today!

"BROTHER JOHN REBORN"

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GENESIS OF A THROWBACK MUSICAL IN TWO ACTS: Suddenly that summer, composer/lyricist John "Cog" Coggeshall and book author Jon Thompson had run out of time, money, friends and alcohol. South of the Mason-Dixon Line, mid-1980s, and everyone was angry. Actors had gotten paid ten dollars apiece. Some didn't bother to show up, and those who did were given double and triple parts to play and told to honor a "hallowed Elizabethan tradition", i.e., suck it up. Luckily, a brilliant but easily distracted keyboard player had been chained to the orchestra pit with stacks of stolen synthesizers, percussion machines and pre-made tape loops. Also prevented from leaving: one gutbucket guitar guy, a half daft drummer, two rough sax men and several squabbling backup singers who sometimes appeared for rehearsals. Recording the show were huge reel-to-reel decks that, from the back, looked like old refrigerators overheating. It was good that the audience hadn't run out of alcohol. But this was happening! Amidst fire and brimstone, the evangelical world faced chaos. And percentages from the net profits of "Brother John Reborn!" go to performing arts organizations for at risk youth.