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Magic 8 Ball: Decidedly So

The latest CD release from BigAssSuperstar and gang, Magic 8 Ball: Decidedly So, has hit the streets.

Copies of this new double-disc package were distributed to most regular bigasssuperstar.com readers during the holiday tour through Ontario. Stops included Pearson International Airport, The Cat House in Stratford, The Dog House in Bradford, The Monkey House in Willowdale, the stately Bain Estate near Greektown, Your Fired (sic) in Richmond Hill, Nana's in Ajax, and the official launch party at the East York rehearsal space/recording studio where the 8-ball was first shaken.

Disc One is the complete debut/farewell concert recorded live at The Spotted Dick in Toronto on September 23, 2005. Ten audio tracks plus CD-ROM extras including pictures from the night of the show, MP3 versions for sharing, and even a few videos.

Disc Two is a collection of notable recordings from the Jams At Rick's sessions, 2003-2005. Nineteen CD tracks including standout covers of songs by cub and Ween, plus four previously unreleased original recordings: No More Holidays, Pick Up The Phone And Call, Cookies at Rick's, and the epic Everybody's Got To Die/Moderation.

I joined Rick and John in the green room at the East York complex for a private listening of both discs. It was a trip back in time to some joyous moments. Good times. We all wished we had instruments there to jam for a few hours once again. But since that wasn't practical, we talked about collaborating over the infernet to produce more music through the magic of MP3 and multi-track recording. Anyone who's got a copy of Decidedly So is invited to suggest songs on there which would merit a more polished recording.

I hope to have sample tracks from Magic 8 Ball: Decidedly So, plus ordering information, online some time in the (near?) future. Meantime, if you're desperate, get in touch and I'll see what can be arranged.

Rock over London -- Rock on, Chicago. Wendy's. Do What Tastes Right.

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