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Take Me to Church! Help produce our new album!

Hi folks!

Coyote here to tell you that the composer’s residency at “The Church” has begun! I went up last Sunday eve and made good on my goal to make a children’s record the first week.

We are still crowd funding for the Coyote Love record being recorded this week! Please pre-order the CD and/or become an Associate Producer on the album by donating to the cause. We have already raised over $2600 thanks to our amazingly supportive extended coyote family! But we are still about $2400 short of our goal. Your donations can not only get you cool hand-made merch and producer credits on the album, but also access to works in progress as we go, and our daily videos and/or streams! Go to https://www.gofundme.com/CampCoyote2016 to pre-order and contribute!

Here’s a bonus! Just for reading this post, I’ll share with you the link to the works in progress for children’s album!

https://www.dropbox.com/sh/lfwu710niuya7d1/AAATkyKm_8xgoHPqwXvI5zmNa?dl=0

password: coyotepupsdonor

Plus here’s a video about my first day! For more videos about the trip become a contributor and share the LOVE! https://vimeo.com/173310162

The trip to the church was as inspiring as arriving.

The trip to the church was as inspiring as arriving was.

Hope you dig!

With love,

Coyotehank

 

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Bowie Leaves Earth, Inspires Coyote

Howooo lovelies,

If you are human, you are probably aware, and most likely touched by the passing of David Bowie in to the light. I’m sure he is reunited with many old friends and ancestors, and possibly an alien overlord or two.

What Bowie’s passing meant to me was that millions of people in the world are suddenly delving deep in to the life and art of this celestial being. His path was so organic, so packed with highs and lows, so full of rebirth, of searching; of living life to the fullest…it boggles the mind. And my prayer is that it reminds others, like it has me, to embrace these aspects of life and not stay in any rut for too long.david-bowie-06

We love you David Bowie. Thank you for being you. You will be missed, but always remembered.

Coyotehank

SHOWS!

snug harbor“SNUG’S” IN NEW PALTZ THIS FRIDAY NIGHT – 1/15/16 11pm – ???

This Friday night! Snug Harbor, in New Paltz, NY! How much do I love Snug’s? Almost as much as David Bowie?   But for the opposite reason. Snug’s has stayed Snug’s for as long as I can remember and I hope it never changes. Good old juke-joint style hootenanny bar with an amazing cross-section of people. We hit around 11pm. When we stop? Nobody knows.

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THE UPTOWN SCENE

Kickin’ it uptown style for the rest of January once we get back from New Paltz. Come and hang!From Wikipedia - An Béal Bocht (Irish: The Poor Mouth) is a 1941 novel in Irish by Brian O'Nolan (Flann O'Brien), published under the pseudonym "Myles na gCopaleen". It is widely regarded as one of the greatest Irish-language novels of the 20th century.

Sunday 1/24 8pm-10pm at An Beal Bocht! ACOUSTIC double-bill with Mike D!   (Blues extraordinaire).  Favorite small venue in the Bronx! More art, food, drink, music, and theater gets made and shared in this two-room bar than is possible without understanding quantum physics.   Basically it’s a dimensional thing. You are also transported to Ireland the minute you walk in. Like I said…Quantum physics y’all.

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Wednesday 1/27 9pm-11pm at Inwood Local! ACOUSTIC, with special guests. We fuggin’ love playin’ our monthly show at Inwood Local; great vibes, the awesome Harry and his team behind the bar, lovely affordable food…and COYOTE LOVE.

an beal bocht exteriorSunday 1/29 9:30PM – FULL BAND AT AN BEAL BOCHT! – Featuring Tobias Gebb on drums!

 If you’ve read our emails, you know how freakin’ bad I wanted to play there. Ta Da!   We’ve been angling for this full band show for a long time. Feels good. And TOBY on the drums. Tobias toured the Virgin Islands and recorded a lot with us. We are blessed to have our uptown bro back for a night.

MORE TO COME!  See Schedule!  And THANK YOU!

Yipeeeyipyip howlywoo!

coyote

 

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Lookin’ Back at TCF 2015

SHOUT OUT!

Taste of the Catskills 2015 was fantastic this year. Blessed with two days of great weather, they had even more people, more tents, more local vendors, more food, more beer, more bands, more bouncy houses, and even a Delaware Bulldogs inflated tunnel…thing…(that I am trying very hard not to make too much fun of).

IMG_1740Jonah Shaw of Catskill Food Company, Todd Russell of Clean Green Music, advocacy organization, Catskill Mountainkeepers , and Jay and Abby Wilson of Maple Shade Farm (and hundreds of other people) come together, annually, to make these amazing events happen. This was the best year yet!

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Todd Russell doing what Todd Russells do.

People at FestIt was an idea, a good one. Then it was a first try. Then they tried again. Then they learned,and grew, and made new plans. And they keep doing it again and again. Rain or shine.   And now it’s a “thing.” It’s the best part of what people can accomplish.Maple Shade

For the last few years, Rach and I have played on the acoustic stage in the Oomegang beer tent and have been blessed to play before and/or after old time Appalachian band, The Stoddard Hollow String Band and the freaky, adorable, and poignant duo, Technicolor Trailer Park.   And while I could go on about every great act that played there, I’ll keep it small and keep it local and say that both bands I discussed above are masters of their genres. I was stoked that we are just folky enough with our set, to be put in the line up with them. Bob Mierop is both a dedicated sound engineer and a natural comedian (hardee har har) and he kept the party going and sounding great all day. Thanks Bob! He also helped sell our hand-made merch.   Shit got crazy when his mom showed up and bought our Rolling Papers and a shirt too. LOL.

So do you enter the chest and exit the butt? Or other way around?

So…do you enter the chest and exit the butt? Or other way around?

We played both on Saturday and on Sunday. Saturday night we stayed with Jonathan Mogelever, a friend since I was 14 and someone with whom I share a startling amount of connections. In fact it was at our first Taste of the Catskills Festival that I reconnected with the Mogester after decades apart. He, of course, being an advocate of all things wild and free, had a booth at the festival with a certain, well-known Catskill Mountain advocacy organization. So, it was like hand to glove when we re-established contact and shared stories about old friends and our own journeys.

Jonathan was a great host to us, and made some tasty “Messy” Martinis. We had a great hang, and then after the Martinis hit the brain, Rach and I had a nice sleep in in prep for our second show. Here’s a vid about it, or it may be about my stroking my chin a lot.  You decide…

The next day we hit Cassie’s Cafe in Roxbury on the way back over the hill to the festival. They fed us well and treated us with love, as always. Thanks Cassie. We hear she went on a long overdue vacation overseas after the weekend. Good for you, girl! Hope the trip was (or is still) amazing!

Typical Coyote Rachel dynamic while dining at Cassie's

Typical Coyote/Rachel dynamic while dining at Cassie’s

Second show was a blast. Got to see old friend Paul Ryan and family but couldn’t see their set as we were on the road back to NYC by then.

Rach and I made a deal, I drank a few local beers after the show while shmoozing, and she drove back to NYC (we were both equally stoked with out missions I might add).  We hit the road, all smiles, and then, of course, 60 miles from NYC the late Sunday afternoon roads were already slammed with traffic.  Thankfully we two have been down this road once or twice.  We were kickin’ the Google traffic maps on the phones, and knew enough detours to get around a lot of the worst interstate jams, so we got home safely enough, if not swiftly.  Rachel’s boyfriend, Spencer, was forced to walk the dog and cook dinner for Rachel, due to our late arrival (Oh the humanity!) and back home at my place, Sarver and Tanaz were like “when are you not home later than you said you would be?”  Soooooooooo…all things considered, everything was pretty smooth for the Coyote Pack at TCF 2015.

Thanks for following this journey.

HOWWWOOOOOO!

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Keep it Small, Keep it Local, Keep it Healthy

While the electric band is on hiatus for a few more weeks, the next three acoustic shows are hitting the bull’s-eye, when if comes to our mission. We’ve always wanted our music to be a soundtrack for people who want to create a sustainable society. And these gigs, coming up, are all about serving local community efforts.

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This Wed, Sept 30th we play our monthly 9pm acoustic set at Inwood Local. The plan is to pack the place! This little show has been lovely for us, and our community. In connection with it, we just had an amazing house concert at the home of Inwood resident, super-networker, and massage-therapist, Elizabeth Bower, to promote all things local in our neighborhood. Thanks Elizabeth! The food from our local restaurants and stores was amazing! And it was great to meet so many uptowners, and to learn about your lives. We’d love to see all of you there!

One of the wonderful business owners whose food we gleefully ate at the party was Lauren Skoulatos, from Inwood Gourmet. Having met Lauren at Elizabeth’s, I had an excuse to go and buy some of her amazing farm fresh cheeses, jams and one of the best iced-coffees I have ever tasted. While there, we decided to have a Coyote Love Acoustic show right out front of her door at 95 Cooper St, this Saturday, Oct 3 so that we can promote her store and our band! It’s about ½ a block from the Inwood Farmer’s Market (and basically behind Inwood Local, as well). PrintWe are playing from 11am-1pm so come and get your “foody” on while we serenade you for your positive choices in nutrition and music.

Finally, Oct 10th and 11th we’d like to invite anyone who can make it up to the Catskills, during this lovely fall season, to enjoy the sights, sounds, and farm-to-table delights of the “Taste of the Catskills” Festival in Delhi, NY.  BIG shout out to promoter/musician Todd Russell, coordinator and local food merchant Johan Shaw, and to Jay and Abby Wilson of Maple Shade Farm for successfully organizing yet another festival that brings local food, beer, wine, crafts, fun, and music to all who attend!

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Sat Oct 3 – Inwood Gourmet – 11am

Sat Oct 10 at 4pm and Sun Oct 11 at 1pm – Taste of the Catskills Fest 2015


Howl!

Team Coyote

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What Bearsville, Kirk Bromley, and Donald Fagan have in common…

Bearsville (left), Woodstock (right) and the foot of Mount Guardian in the center.

Bearsville (left), Woodstock (right) and the foot of Mount Guardian in the center.

I’m in Bearsville.

I love Bearsville.

Bearsville is the even artsier town, nestled in the little valley in the Catskills Mountains of New York, where Woodstock lives.

It is also where my heart lives. Where I became Coyote. Where I was a magic boy in the hills. I’m sitting at a tiny plaza on a river in between a group of restaurants called “The Bear”, “The Little Bear”, and “The Saloon”. The compound also houses The Woodstock Barn, and WDST-Woodstock Radio,  in a separate building, once used by Todd Rundgren as his video studio.

WDST at night. The gorgeous vast wood building once housed Todd Rundgren's Video studio.

WDST at night. The gorgeous vast wood building once housed Todd Rundgren’s Video studio.

All of this is about a mile from Bearsville Studios (some of my favorite music in the last 50 years recorded there), and about two miles from The Byrdcliffe Colony.   The Byrdcliffe Colony was once an utopian colony where they made furniture and searched for American style Christian nirvana. Now it’s an arts colony that houses theater and writers and musicians.   I saw The Fugs play in yet another awesome old structure on Byrdcliffe land (my fate as a granola eating, tree hugger was sealed that night).  I have stayed there with my old theater company, and made art, and observed raccoons successfully busting into the theater at night.   Further up that road is sophisticated rock God, Donald Fagan’s house, previously owned by Bob Dylan. This is on Mount Guardian. Up the mountain, on State land, but not far from Mr. Fagan and his neighbors on a little flat, level area in the woods in between but just far enough away from hiking trails…is the spot where I lived in a tent, not once, but twice, for entire summers, while I worked at “The Bear” and in the restaurant across the stone plaza that is now called The Saloon, where I sit now…having a nice glass of local whiskey, and some kale salad, and fries, served by adorable young waitresses, serenaded by crickets and post-millennial hippies with guitars.

The Woodstock Barn. I want one ,Mommy.

The Woodstock Barn. I want one ,Mommy.

Here, working in the kitchen, in the 90’s, and sleeping at night on the mountain (getting coded, numeric love messages from my wife in my tent, on a beeper), I once cooked tuna and tofu for the singer, Jewel, and her band as they workshopped new music. About 20 years later I read a book by Lenedra Caroll, Jewel’s mom, that blew my mind, and is still doing so.

A fantastic book about new paradigms (for Westerners) in business and financial sustainability in connection with world sustainability.

A fantastic book about new paradigms in business and financial sustainability that connect with world sustainability and the evolution of consciousness.

Ari, my friend and my band’s official arranger, is a maniacal fan of both Donald Fagan and Todd Rundgren. Cari Cole, my indie music entrepreneur mentor, who recommended Lenedra Caroll’s book to me, is also Donald Fagan’s vocal coach. She is also how I met Ari, who took the same course with her as I did.

Donald Fagan has the same taste in Mountains and voice coaches as me. Go figure.

Donald Fagan has the same taste in magic mountains and voice coaches as me. Go figure.

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Sarah K. Lipman and Josh Spafford in the Inverse Theater postcard for “Midnight Brainwash Revival.” That I was cast as Coyote, a singing trickster of many guises…said a lot about who I was becoming.

On Mt. Guardian, I was howled at by a coyote, who sat 5 feet away from me, on a full moon night, my last night that I worked at this restaurant that I’m sitting at. I had a fire going, it was too big, I was too loud (high on 50 year old Anejo from my last night party thrown by my bosses at the restaurant) cracking logs on trees to break them.  The coyote easily creeped up on my blind side, sat next to my bonfire, and howled what in human language amounts to “shut up asshole”.   I can be an asshole, and often need to be told to shut up.

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A few years later, my friend, playwright Kirk Bromley, later asked me to play the role of Coyote in his millennial play, Midnight Brainwash Revival.  Kirk can be an asshole.  I once told him to shut up.

It was in Kirk’s theater company, Inverse, that I met Rachel Grundy.  She’s never an asshole, but sometimes tells me to shut up.  We were friends long before I found out she played sax and could sing on key.  I was starting to play my own tunes when I found this out about her.  We’ve been friends and band mates ever since.  Before that I was in a band with Christine Mascott.  She was in Kirk’s first play at Todo Con Nada.  We later did a rock opera about a guy on acid.  This newsletter sounds like I’m on acid.

Panoramic view of The Saloon from the wood fire burning courtyard, complete with hippies busting out guitars after dinner.

Panoramic view of The Saloon from the wood fire burning courtyard, complete with hippies busting out guitars after dinner.

I stopped here tonight almost by chance. I came up here to go to court in Shandaken, to refute a speeding ticket I got while driving home with Coyote Love, from a show in the area. So I had to drive back upstate to plead my case. Thankfully, my 71mph in a 55mph zone was reduced to a $75 parking ticket.  The road through Bearsville holds great memories for me to drive down and I felt compelled to come see what they made of these restaurants and to grab a bite.  I thought about all of these connections as I sat here. And there you go. This is why I believe in a spirit-that-moves-through-all-things. This is why I am coyote. This is why God spelled backwards is dog. HOWOOO

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