Mike Viola
I’ve spent a lifetime chasing a secret AM radio hit coming out of my mom’s kitchen radio in the summer of 1973.Sometimes I can convince myself I was never there, like so many fuzzy memories of childhood- did that ever happen? I fell asleep during the dull hum of the 90's. I woke up in my third life somewhere around 2018 when I started making my record “The American Egypt” in my little box of a home studio called Barebones. Since then, the song is clear. it really did happen. I was there. the sink is piled with dishes, the morning sun illuminates the dust motes doing a slow dumb ass ballet to slow steady beat so simple even I could play it, notes colliding and ricocheting like bumper cars at Paragon Park, peels of children’s laughter dance on the dirty waves that roll in and out, replenishing, taking away, replenishing. Leaving behind all this shit on the beach. You could build a whole town with this debris. Paul McCarthy is my new album
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