Two Shows in Southern California Before I Hit the Road Again

What up party people. I’ve got two shows in Southern California before I hit the road again for the month of June on my Spring Tour on the United States, through California, Oregon, Washington, Idaho, Montana, Wyoming, Utah, and Nevada.

The first show is this Sunday June 2nd in my home away from home, Long Beach, California playing at Vine on 4th Street with my buddies Brenda Carsey and Manuel the Band. That is from 4pm to 7pm, followed swiftly by more friends, Alyssandra Nighswonger and R. Scott performing from 7pm to 10pm. All of this goodness is free and 21 plus

The second show is in Hollywood, California playing at The Hotel Cafe with Aaron Bowen and Jesus Gonzalez coming up from San Diego, California as Marc Erickson, my fellow Angeleno.

Tickets are available in advance and are ten bucks:

https://new.hotelcafe.com/event/mike-vitale-aaron-bowen-jesus-gonzalez-and-marc-erickson/


WHO IS MIKE VITALE?

I am a storyteller, singer, songwriter, music producer, traveling musician, Jungian dream analyst, all-around curious fellow (Spiritual, Mathematical Historical, Scientific), Taoist, and much much more, based out of Los Angeles, California. I’m constantly releasing new music, in all sorts of different genres. You can listen to me below, on Spotify:

SOCIAL LINKS

UPCOMING TOUR DATES

Chess Park Lounge Residency | Fridays in April and May of 2023

The band and I at Chess Park Lounge in 2019. Photo courtesy of Katie Ferrara

The band and I have a residency in Glendale, California nearly every Friday night in April and May of 2023 at a place called CHESS PARK LOUNGE. The first picture is us playing there back in 2019. They have since then, built a beautiful stage for the musicians, an amazing lounge area to enjoy the music, and started bringing in top-tier talent. I was so shocked to have them invite us back out to play, considering the acts they have been booking since I have been out touring the United States.

I recently played Maui Sugar Mill in Tarzana for HONKY TONK SALOON with the band on January 11th. The audience there was so kind and beautiful and engaged. It was a lovely lovely experience. We would love to have that same energy at Chess Park Lounge as well and we will do our very best to spread the good vibes. In fact, the pictures listed after the top image, are all from Maui Sugar Mill for Honky Tonk Saloon.

We would be honored to have you there if you feel inclined. We will be playing original music, as well as choice covers from 7:30pm to 11:30pm. The evening has no cover cost. All you need to pay for is a little bit of parking (and it's not Hollywood parking rates).

One of the Fridays, April 21st: that is my birthday. I can think of no better way to celebrate another year on this beautiful planet, than to be playing music with my friends and to hopefully be surrounded by any friends that are free to attend. I would be honored to have you there.

Here are the dates we will be performing:

Friday April 7th 2023

Friday April 21st 2023

Friday April 28th 2023

Friday May 5th 2023

Friday May 12th 2023

Friday May 19th 2023

Friday May 26th 2023

As mentioned previously, we play from 7:30pm to 11:30pm. It's free. All that we ask is that you support the Lounge by purchasing drinks or food.

Apache Junction, Arizona | Desert Valley House Concerts

Superstition Mountain

Where to begin? The question most of us might ask—then again, perhaps I am being presumptuous: some of us may not ask. Some may lack the interest. Others of us might just do, and forgo the asking aspect of things. Whatever the case may be, the beginning seems like a good place to start, so let’s arbitrarily work with that. After all, it’s the beginning of my Fall 2022 tour, so it seems the most logical place to begin.

In the beginning: I found myself in Apache Junction, Arizona. I’ve been here once before, however, it wasn’t a thorough affair. It wasn’t even a one night stand. It was one step away from a drive-by encounter—such as my experience with Phoenix, Arizona: a city I have only truly appreciated from a Freeway (which does not count for anything by anyone’s account). I played a show for the DESERT VALLEY HOUSE CONCERT series, and was immediately on my way home the next morning. I had been on the road for two months, and Apache Junction, was the last function of my multi-city-trans-state adjunction. I was on tour. That’s what I mean.

This time, as the fates would have it (not to mention my own insatiable curiosity) my kind hosts Darice and Lance offered to have me stay a few days to see Apache Junction and its natural splendor. Its Ghost Town: Goldfield.

Its Mountain Ranges, as barren and jagged and dangerous and unforgiving as its surrounding valley. History as seen through the eyes of various Native American tribes who inhabited this region. Superstition Mountain, observing from on high, the people of Apache Junction in their air-conditioned homes.

Goldfield Ghost Town was a wealth of photos. It was also 100 degrees outside. I met it somewhere in the middle and tried to give it a few hours of my time, as I was concerned that further investments might result in me melting, or spontaneous combustion: whichever comes first.

It felt as if I was spread, butt-naked on the hood of Goldfield’s automobile on a hot summer’s day—running on the assumption that it has an automobile. They for sure had a tractor. And a train for that matter. The later wasn’t functioning as they were waiting on a part to fix it. We’ll settle with me naked on a tractor. Fair enough? (And on that note, I bid ado to my male audience). I kid and promise to not hold your imagination hostage with naked insinuations that lead to mental perturbations over hot surfaces.

I am avid fan of all things old, and an even bigger fan of daydreaming about what it would be like to live in an era such as this. I can only imagine what people smelled like. The advent of a daily shower was not quite a staple of the residents of this centennial plus legacy. The occasional bath perhaps? That might even be an exaggeration. I let my mind wonder, along with my senses. I can always plug my nose while I do.

What I can say is that there were no shortage of air-conditioners in this ghost town.

… and I appreciate that. I was sunburned either way, but the cool air felt nice across my scorched person. Let’s not mince words: that was my fault. An intelligent-forward-thinking individual wears sunscreen. As I am none of those things, I wore my sunburn like a badge of ignorance, in the remnants of a ghosty village. People pointing and stating, “Look at the visiting village idiot.” I waved and kept that stupid smile across my face, nose plugged, thinking about bygones well past, absently. It’s easy to be happy on occasion, and this made me happy—that is until I felt the overwhelming urge to retreat back to Darice and Lance’s air-conditioned home for a nap. Am I the only one who feels as if the heat is a vampire of energy when the temperature is well near the surface of the sun? I would share a picture of me napping, but I haven’t the foresight for that either. The photograph is resting comfortably next to my sunscreen: unused and under-appreciated.

This small town had to be the constellation of a gold mine, and sure enough, there was a gold mine present. For $7 you can take a guided tour of this gold mine, but believe it or not, it was so hot outside, and I was so depleted of energy, that I couldn’t picture myself going down there on this occasion. I will probably regret that decision—more likely, I will probably revisit it in the future, as I have quite the fond fascination with the gold rush of the 1800’s, especially as it was recounted by Samuel Langhorne Clemens in “Roughing It.” Words will suffice where our eyes fail us, or more closer to the point as it pertains to me, where my drowsy eyes outweigh my curiosity. Which is not often, mind you.

A day of recovery was in order, so I spent most of the next day reading. My friend Darice with Desert Valley House Concerts told me, “You should read this book.” I have been gobbling it up like a hungry hungry hippo.

At the moment, it’s all I find myself wanting to talk about. So, what is the book about? It’s about Quantum Physics and reality. All of the discoveries made by the Quantum Physicists of the 1900’s and 2000’s. Tangible reality. Is this reality objective? Older sciences before Quantum Physics have never taken into account the role of consciousness into this equation.

We are not inactive observers of reality. We are simultaneously observing it and creating it. An analogy that is accurate, is reality being like a dream. As we sleep and experience the dream, we feel like merely a participant—however we are also simultaneously creating the dream we are experiencing subjectively.

Quantum Physics for the past 100 years has been finding this exists in our observation/creation of reality (The Universe).

An example: “The Double-Slit Experiment”

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Double-slit_experiment

This and many subsequent experiments points to the direction that we are not and never will be independent entities in the Universe. We, in fact, live in a participatory Universe, whether we particpate or not. What does this mean?

Everything we do, or don’t do, alters that which is around us. Everything is probability, much like the second law of thermodynamics. A quantum computer, is a direct reflection of this notion.

It's a direct reflection of reality. It's more powerful as a computer because we are designing something that is closer to the function of nature. Probability. It takes into account as many possibilities as possible, and runs on this very notion.

It's like the second law of thermodynamics. Just because we have never seen a shattered glass move backwards into a solid form of un-shattered existence, does not mean that it can't happen. Quite the contrary. Mathematical probability shows us that it CAN exist, even if the probability of it is low.

A quantum computer is taking all possibilities into account, much as reality does, apparently. Probability wave.

I don't completely understand all of this—but this book is helping me to get a general sense of what quantum physics is.

It's both freedom and probability. That we are an active part of the Universe, whether we try to be or not. If you find this alarming to read. It’s okay. Einstein did too. He saw that is was real and how experiments such as the double-slit experiment verified these notions, and this is why he found it so hard to accept, as its very notion contradicted classical concepts of sciences. The very notion of science is to maintain a detached observation of reality around us, at least, in a traditional sense maintained over the corse of pre-existing efforts in understanding reality (The Universe).

It's like a dream. We feel like a participant in the dream while we sleep, but we are actually making the dream that we feel like we are along in the ride for! It's magic, in a sense. And reality: it functions the same way.

Nature only appears to be objective, to those who want to see it that way. If we realize that we are the active imagination of all probability, we realize we are actually not outside of the Universe, but helping it to become what it is at every moment, regardless of whether we try to or not. We simultaneously are spectator and creator, creating as we spectate, and spectating as we create.

The craziest thing, is that nature seems to reinforce whatever we “want” to see, speaking outside of the boundaries of quantifiable experimentation. If a group of persons wants to believe that they are outside The Universe, observing it in a cold and detached manner in a subjective stupor, feeling that their actions/inaction play no role in the constant creation, nature does not argue. It’s simply reinforces that possibility like a warm blanket.

If however, people take the time to really try to see that reality (The Universe) is probability, than they collectively realize that everything is a possibility, no matter the small nature of the number describing the probability of the action: i.e. a shattered glass becoming whole again before your eyes. That is real statistical analysis of a shattered glass. There exists the minute possibility of it becoming whole again.

In the words of the standup comedian Bill Hicks: “Young men on acid realize that all matter is merely energy condensed to a slow vibration—that we are all one consciousness experiencing our self subjectively. There is no such thing as death. Life is a dream, and we are the imagination of ourselves. Here’s Tom with the weather.”

And let there be no doubt, the weather didn’t disappoint. It’s the tail-end of monsoon season in Arizona. Micro-bursts are abound. They pickup patio furniture to great heights, only to drop them in places the owners of which might not agree with. I quickly helped Darice to collect her patio belongings under the confines of cover, to prevent mother nature’s exterior decorating options.

Chili was had. Conversation was abound. Discussions of a hike the next morning were agreed upon in the Usery Mountains above Mesa, Arizona.

Joe, one of Lance and Darice’s friends chose the location: Wind Caves. We made a morning of it.

It was a conjoined effort to remove my own naiveté in regards to Wind Cave, this Mountain Range, and it’s trail, in general. Specifically, I’m still pretty absent in so far as most other things are concerned—and it’s always great to know that Wind Cave was named aptly: plenty of wind and plenty of cave to go around (they both were very generous and we shared). Listening to these fellas both brainstorm a painting company in which the painters put the F.U. in Fun Home Renovation was my personal highlight to an already stunning view (not pictured).

However, the main reason I am here in Apache Junction is to play music—which was done. I done did that for Desert Valley House Concerts. We had a wonderful time. Exhibit A (good time):

As with most places, it’s not the place, its the people that make the place, and Apache Junction is no exception. Thank you Darice and Lance for making this such a lovely experience.

WHO IS MIKE VITALE?

I am a storyteller, singer, songwriter, music producer, traveling musician, Jungian dream analyst, all-around curious fellow (Spiritual, Mathematical Historical, Scientific), Taoist, and much much more, based out of Los Angeles, California. I’m constantly releasing new music, in all sorts of different genres. You can listen to me below, on Spotify:

SOCIAL LINKS

Come on out and see me play live in a city near you:

UPCOMING SHOWS

Mount Airy, North Carolina

North Carolina

Perhaps it was in my best interest to be reminded of seasons yesterday, as it would appear I have long forgotten their existence, having nearly spent an equal number of years away from the mighty oak and maple trees that garnered awe and splendor during the fall and autumn of my youth in the San Joaquin Valley. 

But, at present, my eyes are greeted by gold and red foliage mingling playfully along the sides of Interstate 77 in North Carolina, in direct contrast to a place where no such color can be read on the palms of Mother Earth, as if there were ever futures to be told on such appendages: tall tale or none at all, atop one hundred vertical feet of Mexican Palm Trees lining a never-ending residential thoroughfare, in the circuit board cities and towns of Southern California.

My host and audience guest both corrected me on the use of my “the” in front of their 77, when referring to Interstate roads—it was, after all, the horse I rod in on yesterday from the bearded Spanish Moss Oaks of Savannah, Georgia—to play Mount Airy, along the boarder of North Carolina and Virginia. 

It was also just an innocent little determiner, minding its own business, but seemed to be a fleeting point of interest amongst the locals, as it pointed inexorably towards my “California” point-of-origin—and I could have sworn that this notion was imperceptibly tucked away under my t-shirt collar; in truth, I momentarily found myself this week’s masked villain on an episode of “Scooby-Doo Where Are You?”, before resuming my honorary position in the Mystery Machine, searching for clues, and fans of my music.

I assure you, my intentions are quite playful and benign in mentioning this short anecdote under such light, much as their teasing was, in equal measure. I’ll happily pet a baby goat in jest and metaphor, amongst new friends and libations: and we bestirred such in copious quantity. The kid and kidding just found its way inside our conversation as we drank and talked.

Mt. Airy, North Carolina

I played for three very intent listeners last night in the birthplace of Andy Griffith, and the basis of Mayberry in the Andy Griffith Show. Jerry was kind enough to invite me into his home on a Monday to play a house concert for any folks who would be willing to listen on a school night. I am deeply appreciative of his hospitality and for opening his home and heart to me for an evening. We shared many a good story afterwards. He spent years as a youth minister and is a professional musician himself, and I feel both of these notions become immediately apparent and indelible in his company.

He has all the performers he has welcomed into his home, sign the inside portion of a door that leads upstairs from his kitchen. The door is sweetly adorned by the drawings and well wishes of a many a performer who have graced the presence of his living room, either acoustically or with a modest amplification setup. I appraised the given situation and decided that it would be best to play acoustically for such an intimate audience of folks. It was one of my favorite shows of this tour considering the conversational nature of its presentation, and I enthusiastically added my small contribution to his door.

I am a bit apologetic to anyone who finds pleasure in reading these small anecdotes from my life, as I would like to add to these stories more often within the scope of this blog that I affectionally refer to as INSIDE my HEAD. It has proven to be a bit challenging to keep up with social media posts for this tour, let alone to write consistently here on this website, in between the driving, sightseeing, playing music, and the conversations had along the way with hosts and guests within their homes. I am doing my best though to share what’s bouncing around in between my ears, like a kid who’s had a bit too much sugar.

I arrived at my Aunt’s house this morning who lives right below Charlotte in a small town called Fort Mill, South Carolina. It might give me a bit of an opportunity to catch up with you all, before the tour really kicks in to high gear on Thursday, with nearly back to back shows through to next Wednesday. I just picked up a last minute concert in El Dorado, Arkansas, thanks to my friend Chris Loggins. Good times are ahead and I hope that this finds you all enjoying yourselves as much as myself.

My new album is called ϕ and is currently available for your listening pleasure on all streaming services. You can find it here if you fancy: NEW ALBUM LINK I’m having a great time sharing it with new people all over the United States.

WHO IS MIKE VITALE?

I am a storyteller, singer, songwriter, music producer, traveling musician, Jungian dream analyst, all-around curious fellow (Spiritual, Mathematical Historical, Scientific), Taoist, and much much more, based out of Los Angeles, California. I’m constantly releasing new music, in all sorts of different genres. You can listen to me below, on Spotify:

SOCIAL LINKS

UPCOMING SHOWS

ϕ by Mike Vitale

The album that I am releasing right now has been a labor of love for me. It is called φ, or Phi. I have worked on it since 2017.

Phi is an irrational number (like my ambitions)—and like Pi, except Phi deals with spirals and is derived from the Fibonacci sequence—the sort of spirals you see in a pine cone, a pineapple, or the spreading of leaves on select plants to garner maximum sunlight—or the spiral of a milky way galaxy that we all live in.

Some of us derive significance from such things. Others? Not so much. It isn’t a necessity after all. Perhaps it’s just a way to pass the time—and I do that either way.

Curiosity and living life itself, is a fine enough sentiment to cue the music to: so I do—and then give it a queue to rest in: 12 songs to be precise, if precision were ever something a human being truly achieves.

I find us all to be an amazing and beautiful curiosity. A wonder. A joy. A miracle. As I age, I only become more enamored with us all, and what our purpose is here on Earth. Each of us.

For me, it feels like it is to write music about my life, both the good, and the bad—and to share it with as much honesty as possible, so that people may know that they are not alone in the way they feel. To play these songs for as many people as possible. To share my life, openly for those who care to listen.

… and although happiness may hardly need such expression or sentiment—heartbreak certainly does. There are so many of us out there that are hurting. I try to help in my own way.

Much like any song, or curiosity, or memory, or thought, or expression—or human being for that matter: we all matter. We are made of it, and we pass in conjunction with it, with each moment we are lucky enough to perceive.

May we all find our purpose and keep on doing and being the best version of ourselves. I try really hard every day to be that.

These 12 songs, available on all streaming services right now, are my life, written in music and melody and words: they are as much for you as they were cathartic for me over the past several years. I am thankful for you dear reader. Know that.

Here is a portal to all the things (you can also click that beautiful album cover up yonder):

CLICK ON ME TO LISTEN TO THE NEW ALBUM

New Single NO VACANCY released today!

Hey Everyone,

I just released a new full band single today called "No Vacancy."

Here is a link to find the song on your favorite listening platform:

http://smarturl.it/tx0xoc

It is available everywhere.  You name it.  You can listen to it there.

 

For your convenience, you can also just visit my NEW SINGLE page here on this website:

https://mikevitalemusic.com/new-single/

You can also click the album cover and it will take you to a landing page for several of the popular haunts to listen to new music (i.e. Spotify, Apple Music, etc).

Thank you to Frank Reina, Brad Cummings, Tom Bremer, Scott Dibble, Ryan Lipman, and Mark Chalecki for making art with me.

THANK YOU to everyone on Patreon for your help in releasing this new material.  I mean this with all my heart:  I can't do it without you (I tried).  This is working: what we are dong together.  I am more prolific as an artist than I have been in years because of your financial help. I have been releasing something constant and consistent every month since May 2018, because of you.

I want to take a second to thank all of these individuals especially for their continued contributions and help:  Erik Gomez, Amy Armitage, Fernando Gallegos, Heather Renz, Brandi, Bob Emerson, Joshua Jon Day, Carey Brown, and Tim Grobaty.

If you like this song, thank you.  It came from my heart.  It is my life.

 

 

New Single NO VACANCY on Tuesday July 31st 2018

Artwork by Joshua Jon Day and Mike Vitale

Artwork by Joshua Jon Day and Mike Vitale

I'd say I'm dropping new music—but it's more like a drip—from a broken water faucet. 

I'm releasing a new full band single called NO VACANCY on Tuesday July 31st 2018.  It will be available for streaming as well as digital purchase that day on all your favorite music streaming haunts: Spotify, Apple Music, Amazon, Google Play, Youtube, Soundcloud, iHeartRadio, etc.  AND if you are a really amazing person who still buys music (bless your heart) you will be able to purchase it as well on iTunes, Bandcamp, Google Play, Amazon, and every other digital retail location that is known to man.

In all honesty, this is one of my favorite songs that I have written and produced with friends.  It turned out really lovely and I am so very thankful to have had such a wonderful cast of musicians who helped to flesh out the arrangement:  Frank Reina on drums, Brad Cummings on bass, Scott Dibble on rhodes piano, and Tom Bremer on electric guitar.  A song is only as good as the people you have playing on it and I am very fortunate to be surrounded by all these beasts of badassery.

The song was mixed by Ryan Lipman and mastered by Mark Chalecki.  Thank you guys for making this sound so beautiful and pristine.  I am in awe of your talent.

Artwork was done by myself and my friend Joshua Jon Day.  I took the photograph and he helped me fashion a fabulous album cover out of it.  I really find these old neon signs to be so beautiful.

I make no allusions of being a phenom when it comes to new releases.  I cross my fingers that songs will connect with people and they will share.  This song is no exception.  However, I do try to do my part to find avenues of exposure for songs such as this.  Spotify recently started a submission process for playlists on unreleased songs, and I submitted this tune for their consideration.  Keep your fingers crossed that the curators find something to like in this song and select it for many a playlist.

Most importantly, thank you to everyone on Patreon who helps me to release this new material.  I mean this with all my heart:  I can't do it without you (I tried).  This is working: what we are dong together.  I am more prolific as an artist than I have been in years because of your financial help.  I want to take a second to thank all of these individuals especially for their continued contributions and help:  Erik Gomez, Amy Armitage, Heather Renz, Brandi, Bob Emerson, Joshua Jon Day, Carey Brown, and Tim Grobaty.

My deep and sincere gratitude for letting me do what I love to do: make music and play it.

The Nerve (Live at The Mint) - Mike Vitale and The Chemicals

Guess what?! We played a release show last week for my new single “Gone” at The Mint in Los Angeles. It was a fun night! Not everyone could make it out, so our very own Megan from here on Patreon, took some really awesome footage, that I will be sharing over the coming weeks. This is the first of many—it was also the first song of the night. It’s called The Nerve. It’s a tune about my feelings. Please know, I am so very appreciative of everything that y’all do. Taking the time to record footage like this, and sharing it, means more to me than I can properly express in words. You’re propagating the things I am writing and making—and also affording me the opportunity to use $5 words like, propagate. My deepest gratitude. Now, excuse me while I watch my laundary. Someone took my clothes out of the drier earlier and used my quarters to dry their clothes, because they are cunning creatures full of creative ways to use other people’s quarters.

GONE now available on Spotify, Apple Music, and all Digital Retails Locations

Today is the big day!  I have been working on releasing new music, that I produced myself, with the help of some very talented musician friends:  Frank Reina, Brad Cummings, Tom Bremer, and Anthony Castiglia.  Much of the audio was captured by either myself or Frank Reina.  The mix was done by Ryan Lipman and the mastering was handled by Mark Chalecki. Artwork is by Alper Yesiltas.

In all honesty, it has taken way too long to release this music.  On the flip side, I'm not exactly rolling in the dough, either.  Thanks to my friends on PATREON and to saving up their contributions, I was able to release this tune as well as prepare several more that I will hopefully be releasing in rapid succession (once a month) over the course of this year.  This is the first on many.

Here is a link to find several of the places where you can either purchase or stream this song:

We will be celebrating the release of this song on THURSDAY JUNE 14th at THE MINT in Los Angeles.  The show starts at 9:30PM.  My friend Marcus Von Rittberg will be performing a set at 9:30pm and I will be playing a set with Frank Reina on drums, Tom Bremer on electric guitar, and Paul Jones on bass at 10:30pm.  Tickets are available in advance for $10 here:  

June 14th 2018 - The Mint 6010 W. Pico Blvd. Los Angeles, CA.  Music starts at 9:30PM.

Thank you to everyone for their kindness, love, and support.  I am deeply appreciative of the positive vibes and energy.

- Mike

The Wayfarer - March 1st 2018

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I'm playing my first show of 2018 at The Wayfarer in Costa Mesa with my friends in Bearcoon and Abby Litman on March 1st 2018.  The show starts at 8pm.  It's 21+ and $5 at the door.  I've got the band coming out to play that night, featuring Tom Bremer on guitar, Paul Jones on Bass, and Matt Lesser on drums,

Advanced tickets are available here:

https://www.ticketfly.com/purchase/event/1647723?utm_medium=ampOfficialEvent&utm_source=fbTfly

You can also find an event invite on Facebook, here:

https://www.facebook.com/events/168183500633256/

Randy Newman

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Randy Newman is a national treasure and the dude's got brass balls.  In more recent years, he has won critical acclaim for his compositions in such Disney classics as Toy Story, Monster's Inc., Cars, The Princess and the Frog, and many others.  But before all of that, he was laying a firm foundation as the man who had the nerve to write tongue-in-cheek songs about racism through the perspective of a racist southerner (REDNECKS), and in more recent years, has written songs from the perspective of Russian President Vladimir Putin (PUTIN). However, I will always hold a special place in my heart for this song, SHORT PEOPLE.

I was dating a girl named Katie several years ago.  Her parents are hilarious and she very much carries their lineage of comedic sensibilities.  Her dad used to sing this song to her when she was a little girl.

However, fast forward to now.  I live next to a daycare center full of kids building imaginary skyscrapers with plastic hammers.  I hear them play games with each other all day long, and few things are as beautiful as hearing children using their imagination.  Bless them for that.  But, its a little rough waking up to them at 9 a.m. in the morning with three hours of sleep because I was up until 6 a.m. making music.  It's not their fault—but I would be lying if I said that their active playtime wasn't a bit frustrating on occasion.  Also, recording music with a condenser mic during daycare hours in next to impossible if you want to have a track that resembles a professional quality recording (i.e. you only hear the desired instrument and not a kid shouting "da, da, da, da, da" as if his life depends on it). 

With all that being said, this is dedicated to all the kids at the daycare center next to me, as well as to the precious time I had with Katie and her family.

The kids next door make their cameo at the very end of the song.  You can hear them if you listen on headphones.  

The performance of this song is from a place of affection.  I kid because I love, and I will always be a kid at heart.

As a special note, I have read and watched interviews conducted with Randy Newman, discussing this song, and apparently it is about people of unusually short stature, once again from a biased and prejudice perspective against dwarfism.  However, as far as I'm concerned, those noisy little criminals next door fit the bill too. 

With Love and three hours of sleep,

- Mike

Thank you to all of my friends who are backing me on Patreon and helping me to make stuff like this video happen:  Erik Gomez, Ron Feldman, Fernando Gallegos, and Bridget Mackiewicz.  If you are interested in learning more about Patreon, you can visit my page, here:  https://www.patreon.com/mikevitalemusic

Rereleasing Old New Things?

You know, there is nothing quite like rereleasing new old things with a new old name and then trying to act like they're new.  They're not—yet they are depending on who you are.  

While I'm sure that less than one percent of the total human population knows me, there is also 99.5% of a human population that doesn't even know I exist.  I'm targeting them, but I'm writing to you, the .05%.  Confusing?  Where are these percentages coming from?  Yeah, I confuse me too, and I have no idea—it's just math.  But, let's proceed anyway.  Just act like you understand this half-wit-crossed-eyed buffoon putting one word in front of another like they mean something.  He's got a good heart.  I promise.  Pat him on his head, give him a cookie, and he's back to typing.  Delicious cookie, by the way.

So, I made this video with my friends.  It was under the name The Hawkline Monster.  But, I went back to using my own name, Mike Vitale.  So, I had to re-upload it to my new old Youtube channel:  www.youtube.com/mikevitalemusic  

I took down the old video, which had a lot of views. I don't want to have two videos for the same thing. That's confusing—like this blog entry. So, I'm going to donate my old new Youtube Channel and its contents to science. Wait, Science just got back to me, and said, "we're good," so scratch that last sentence.

I'm following suit with all of my online streaming services as well.  This may take a week or two to fully happen.  I'll let you know when I get 'er done.

In the meanwhile, I appreciate your patience.  You can find anything and everything concerning me at Mike Vitale Music.  When I play by myself or with myself, I am Mike Vitale.  When I've got all my friends playing in the band with me, like this video above, we are Mike Vitale and The Hawkline Monster.  The cast of musicians playing with me in the studio and at live shows, is a revolving door or awesomeness and I am grateful for their immense talent and wonderful hearts.  Every song I write is only as good as the people playing them with me, and these guys are amazing.  My undying gratitude to them for our friendship and epic musical orgies.  I would compare us to the movie "Caligula," but I've never seen that movie, so it would be coming from a place of ignorance if I did—so I won't.

That's it for now.  Love you!

- Mike