I know many of you are on Twitter and Facebook. So I thought I would give my URL's so that you can follow me or add a friend request.
TWITTER
www.twitter.com/galerevilla
FACEBOOK
www.facebook.com/gale.revilla
MY MAIN WEBSITE
www.galerevilla.com
hugz,
Candy
Sunday, July 12, 2009
Thursday, July 9, 2009
4 Winds of Hellfire
You know, I should write here more than on my other blogs. I do like this place a lot. But some times I just so wrapped up in orther dumb things that I dont write and expect everyone to be a a fucken mind reader.
I am mentally exhausted and I guess the physical kinda follows it.
Yesterday, well actually July 7th my latest new album finally came out. I think honestly I would have had it done much sooner which by music studio standards would have meant I was blasting through song after song.
This album took right around 10 months from beginning to end to compose/write. I really wanted to do something different and tale myself out of my comfort zone. This album surely does that to me.
I went through hell the past few months and had put this album on hold over and over, but even through all the shit I went through, I managed to get it done and I am proud of me. Yay!
So what makes this album so freakin special? Well it is what I done. I Love Pink Floyd and they are gone. I use to like Tangerine Dream and they are gone too. Another group was Cusco and yeah, they are gone also.
Okay, okay so I am a master keyboardist (patting my own back - cough) and considered one of the best Artists around to day.
WTF that mean? Well it means I am suppose to be able to do things that other artist cant. No, no that doesnt mean having sex while performing live on stage or not wearing underwear with a short loose skrt on a windy day. Where the hell am I going with this? Damn my brain cells are so fried.
Anyway, I decided to grab these cool bands ad groups and combine their styles into each song that I wrote for the album. This was taking me way out of my own comfort zone and blaze a new path.
No one in their fucken right mind would do this. Guess what? Yeah, I am not in my fucken right mind so I did it.
There ar a couple songs on the album that I can play over and over and not get tired of hearing. I had a friend pick those songs and a couple of others. after I finished the album I thought to myself. Well it is just an okay fucken album and nothing to write home about. But when I had a couple people listen in, they are like WOW! I like this song. You do? I figured that out of the 8 songs on the album that maybe two songs would be great and the rest were fill crappy songs.
But here is something I didnt expect. My teenage daughter wanted one of the songs for her MP3 player. Now that is a second time in the history of her life to ask to download one of my rock songs for her own MP3 player.
Okay, okay maybe there is more to this album that meets the eye. I had another friend listen to it and she said right away, "I want this album."
So is it good? I would say that 6 out of the 8 songs are great with two songs so/so. But my 6 song pick is surely different than yours is gonna be. Because my daughter and my other friend had differfent picks.
Someone made a joke and said, "Okay, now that your done with album number 29, start getting busy on anoher album." Shit! I dont think so. I have to start this Marketing shit and get people to know about the album and shake hands, kiss babies asses, make speaches, make bumper stickers and win at the polls???? Oh never mind.
I dont know if I will submit this album down the road to the Nammy people. I am really sore with them for fixing/rigging my Award Win/Nomination.
If you recall in an old blog that I had won Nominations by peer voting and then it went to public voting and I had won again and then it went behind closed doors and I lost. WTF? yeah, I had lost. So, I am a bit sore about it still and dont respect them anymore.
I have an awesome Featured Full Length Song Sample on my website. That song alone is worth grabbing the album. The song is called; "Tears from a Burning Child."
I also changed my name on this album from GALE to Mz. CANDY.. Thought it be dfferent and fun.
Enjoy my album. I think your gonna like it way too much. Those who have heard it were floored.
Musical hugz,
Mz. Candy
Thursday, May 28, 2009
Bad Girl Music Network Formed
Before the total chaos took place a few weeks ago, I had formed a new Music Social Network. It is not only for the fans to get closer but also for others bands to find a place and call home through Bad Girl Music.
www.badgirlmusic.ning.com/
It is catered to female bands but all male bands can join in as well as all the fans. Its a good way to get closer to your fave artist or band.
Go ahead, sign up and join my network. Its free and you can even have your own "My Page" with all your fave stuff and photos, etc.
www.badgirlmusic.ning.com
hugz,
Candy
www.badgirlmusic.ning.com/
It is catered to female bands but all male bands can join in as well as all the fans. Its a good way to get closer to your fave artist or band.
Go ahead, sign up and join my network. Its free and you can even have your own "My Page" with all your fave stuff and photos, etc.
www.badgirlmusic.ning.com
hugz,
Candy
Sunday, May 24, 2009
The Aftermath
Wow, I can't believe that I am writing about this kind of stuff. But it seems to be in my life and so I guess I write it.
I got my tire and then had it installed which took a couple days because they couldnt get it on the rack. I just shook my head and waited two days but it is finally on.
I went for a short ride to wear in the new tire and get rid of that coating they have on new bike tires.
Found a nice little cove by the lake and watched the sunset. I was surely reflecting on so many things that have happened in the past and what just recently went by the wayside.
I am safe for another day and wonder how I managed to be where I am at. I guess poor management and the recession slammed me real good.
The equipment sits on a back porch all piled up in boxes. I look at it and wonder where, when how will I get it back up and running.
I look back in time and can hear the echos of people telling me how stupid I am by not being money driven and sell, sell, sell. I shake my head and wonder if I took their advice if I would still be where I am at.
Yeah, never been money driven. I just wanted to be an artist who makes good music. I wanted it to move people and inspire them. Maybe I could make a few dollars along the way.
Well most of that happened the way I wanted it to. Music industry says I am worth $100 million and I wonder if that was dead or alive?
The sun was almost down now and was showing a beautiful purple haze across the sky. Musta been a lot of dust in the air to make the sky look like that. I could feel the tears starting to flow down my face. A comment was recently posted that I deleted and the guy said; "Stop crying and grow up!" Maybe he was right but tears were never the less flowing from my eyes. A lifetime of work sitting in boxes. I think anyone would cry.
I wiped my tears and lit up another cigarette and continued to think. I walked back to the bike and a couple guys were saying how cool my bike looked. I thanked them for the compliment and started the machine up.
Some days I just want to ride and not look back. But not now, not today.. It was time to go back to the house. My pockets were empty and I only had a half pack of cigs and a quarter tank of gas.
I rode along the lake and just watch the sun glisten and reflect like a mirror. Purple/orange skies and a purple/orange lake.
I arrived at th house we are staying at. I made sure I wiped all the tears from my eyes and walked in with a smile on my face. "Hi everyone, Imma back."
Candy
I got my tire and then had it installed which took a couple days because they couldnt get it on the rack. I just shook my head and waited two days but it is finally on.
I went for a short ride to wear in the new tire and get rid of that coating they have on new bike tires.
Found a nice little cove by the lake and watched the sunset. I was surely reflecting on so many things that have happened in the past and what just recently went by the wayside.
I am safe for another day and wonder how I managed to be where I am at. I guess poor management and the recession slammed me real good.
The equipment sits on a back porch all piled up in boxes. I look at it and wonder where, when how will I get it back up and running.
I look back in time and can hear the echos of people telling me how stupid I am by not being money driven and sell, sell, sell. I shake my head and wonder if I took their advice if I would still be where I am at.
Yeah, never been money driven. I just wanted to be an artist who makes good music. I wanted it to move people and inspire them. Maybe I could make a few dollars along the way.
Well most of that happened the way I wanted it to. Music industry says I am worth $100 million and I wonder if that was dead or alive?
The sun was almost down now and was showing a beautiful purple haze across the sky. Musta been a lot of dust in the air to make the sky look like that. I could feel the tears starting to flow down my face. A comment was recently posted that I deleted and the guy said; "Stop crying and grow up!" Maybe he was right but tears were never the less flowing from my eyes. A lifetime of work sitting in boxes. I think anyone would cry.
I wiped my tears and lit up another cigarette and continued to think. I walked back to the bike and a couple guys were saying how cool my bike looked. I thanked them for the compliment and started the machine up.
Some days I just want to ride and not look back. But not now, not today.. It was time to go back to the house. My pockets were empty and I only had a half pack of cigs and a quarter tank of gas.
I rode along the lake and just watch the sun glisten and reflect like a mirror. Purple/orange skies and a purple/orange lake.
I arrived at th house we are staying at. I made sure I wiped all the tears from my eyes and walked in with a smile on my face. "Hi everyone, Imma back."
Candy
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Production on Hold
I know life is what one makes it but there comes a time when other people get in the way and make life hard for others.
With all the hell I have been through lately many people didnt know that the small production company that I have held on to for more than 25 years was being held hostage. For two weeks I had to actually get several court orders for the landlord to open the door so that I could get the studio out of where it was at.
That meant for the last two weeks at least, Morning Star Records (MSR) has been shut down and no orders have been allowed to come through. Total loss of income.
After almost 3 weeks the equipment has been finally removed. But, the studio is still in limbo and not set up anywhere.
Not sure when I will be able to find a place being that it cost me so much to get the legalities going, court orders, time spent ad thousands of dollars out the door.
The landlord had been in contempt of court and now when the dust finally settles, I will be taking him back into small claims court for loss of compensation. But that is way down the road right now.
I need to catch my breath and rest a bit and gather myself before I continue once again.
I apologize to those who wanted to grab an album but couldnt.
I will be back and the website will remain open.
Candy
With all the hell I have been through lately many people didnt know that the small production company that I have held on to for more than 25 years was being held hostage. For two weeks I had to actually get several court orders for the landlord to open the door so that I could get the studio out of where it was at.
That meant for the last two weeks at least, Morning Star Records (MSR) has been shut down and no orders have been allowed to come through. Total loss of income.
After almost 3 weeks the equipment has been finally removed. But, the studio is still in limbo and not set up anywhere.
Not sure when I will be able to find a place being that it cost me so much to get the legalities going, court orders, time spent ad thousands of dollars out the door.
The landlord had been in contempt of court and now when the dust finally settles, I will be taking him back into small claims court for loss of compensation. But that is way down the road right now.
I need to catch my breath and rest a bit and gather myself before I continue once again.
I apologize to those who wanted to grab an album but couldnt.
I will be back and the website will remain open.
Candy
Friday, May 8, 2009
Going Through Hell
Well, hell has broken loose and has shown it's ugly teeth at home.
Let me kinda go through this and give you an idea of my hell. No its not over yet, but I can see, I can see the light and I still like cake.
About a month and half ago, my roommate made a move on me and wanted to go to bed with me. OMG I can even think about go to bed with this man. The mere thought makes me nauseous. I quickly shut him down big time. The next day he started making statements like, "Its time to get out." About that time I was thinking about moving out and away from this guy/roommate.
He is not all there and I didn't know it when I moved in. He had been in 3 separate vehicle accidents and all three accidents included head injuries. Too many marbles had been rattled too many times. Why do men become vindictive when they are turned down?
So now it comes to the end of the month of April. I decide it is time to get out and move on. His resentment is growing daily with me. Now I am no longer a potential sexual mate rather, now I am the hated enemy and must be destroyed.
So I give this clown a 30 day notice that I am moving out. No. no that wasn't good enough for him. He doest accept the letter and instead demands I move out by the 15th of May. Before I can even say anything he says, "No, tomorrow you move out, No, you move out today." This guy is like foaming at the mouth as he says all this to me. I looked at him and said, I cant move out that fast. I don't have arrangements yet for where i will move to. He became quiet and said nothing.
Thinking it was over for the time being, we went about our business and by nightfall it was time for bed.
About 5:20am we hear this blood curdling scream coming from a man and we can hear him saying over and over, "why, why." I get up and look out the front window to see the police putting my roommate in the police car handcuffed.
I walked outside and the police told me that he was being arrested for abusing 911 calls to get me kicked out of the home.
With him incarcerated the house was quiet and we started slowly to start packing for our move. about two days later the police come knocking on the door and start questioning me about a check that was written on someone else's account with my forged signature. I tell the police that this guy is vindictive and trying everything to get me out now. he check was cashed at the bank that the account is at. Well I havent been into that name bank since 1999/2000 and that means the cops will not find my face on the bank video. Still havent heard anything about it. The police lke to stirr up pots but dont come back to say. Oh we're sorry, it wasnt you and your no longer under investigation.
About 3 days later a knock on the door and now the police are here again. This time they have a Protective order against me by the roommate. What? Yeah, I cant believe this guy. Now I have only minutes to grab whatever I can and get out. OMG This guy is a total evil nut case.
Now I have to have a Police dude on standby as I take my stuff out. Well, I caught the roommate at home and made the police come out and standby while I take my stuff out. No, I couldn't get everything, but I did in fact get out the essentials and vital things.
Now It is my turn. I went to the court and put an appeal on the Protective order. No, not because i want to move back. But because he put this Protective order on my daughter and that is wrong. She is a victim and a minor.
I also wanted to pin him down by the court and the judge to be there on a certain day so that I can go rent a truck and get the remainder of things out.
I don't know what is going to happen now. The court hearing is this coming Monday at 10:30am.
Two roommates in the last 9 months, both were men and both were abusive towards women. And men wonder why I am still single?
Hell broke loose here in the last few days. I haven't had time to think too much about it because it hasn't ended yet. Maybe when it is all over with and I can finally sit down, I will have a good cry. My daughter on the other hand had been crying on and off for days since this ordeal started.
My cry day will come, but not yet.
I had spent my early years being with women instead of men due to my father's abuse. Well it took me decades to get to the point that I can maybe have a relationship with a man again. Then these two men in 9 months have shown me that things dont change. I will not say all men are this way. Just the ones that I have met.
I am staying at my girlfriends home for the time being and I am safe.. Yay! On top f all this financial mess and mental stress. I need a back tire for my motorcycle. Yeah, it is totally bald. Damn this is hell...
Have a great weekend,
Candy
Let me kinda go through this and give you an idea of my hell. No its not over yet, but I can see, I can see the light and I still like cake.
About a month and half ago, my roommate made a move on me and wanted to go to bed with me. OMG I can even think about go to bed with this man. The mere thought makes me nauseous. I quickly shut him down big time. The next day he started making statements like, "Its time to get out." About that time I was thinking about moving out and away from this guy/roommate.
He is not all there and I didn't know it when I moved in. He had been in 3 separate vehicle accidents and all three accidents included head injuries. Too many marbles had been rattled too many times. Why do men become vindictive when they are turned down?
So now it comes to the end of the month of April. I decide it is time to get out and move on. His resentment is growing daily with me. Now I am no longer a potential sexual mate rather, now I am the hated enemy and must be destroyed.
So I give this clown a 30 day notice that I am moving out. No. no that wasn't good enough for him. He doest accept the letter and instead demands I move out by the 15th of May. Before I can even say anything he says, "No, tomorrow you move out, No, you move out today." This guy is like foaming at the mouth as he says all this to me. I looked at him and said, I cant move out that fast. I don't have arrangements yet for where i will move to. He became quiet and said nothing.
Thinking it was over for the time being, we went about our business and by nightfall it was time for bed.
About 5:20am we hear this blood curdling scream coming from a man and we can hear him saying over and over, "why, why." I get up and look out the front window to see the police putting my roommate in the police car handcuffed.
I walked outside and the police told me that he was being arrested for abusing 911 calls to get me kicked out of the home.
With him incarcerated the house was quiet and we started slowly to start packing for our move. about two days later the police come knocking on the door and start questioning me about a check that was written on someone else's account with my forged signature. I tell the police that this guy is vindictive and trying everything to get me out now. he check was cashed at the bank that the account is at. Well I havent been into that name bank since 1999/2000 and that means the cops will not find my face on the bank video. Still havent heard anything about it. The police lke to stirr up pots but dont come back to say. Oh we're sorry, it wasnt you and your no longer under investigation.
About 3 days later a knock on the door and now the police are here again. This time they have a Protective order against me by the roommate. What? Yeah, I cant believe this guy. Now I have only minutes to grab whatever I can and get out. OMG This guy is a total evil nut case.
Now I have to have a Police dude on standby as I take my stuff out. Well, I caught the roommate at home and made the police come out and standby while I take my stuff out. No, I couldn't get everything, but I did in fact get out the essentials and vital things.
Now It is my turn. I went to the court and put an appeal on the Protective order. No, not because i want to move back. But because he put this Protective order on my daughter and that is wrong. She is a victim and a minor.
I also wanted to pin him down by the court and the judge to be there on a certain day so that I can go rent a truck and get the remainder of things out.
I don't know what is going to happen now. The court hearing is this coming Monday at 10:30am.
Two roommates in the last 9 months, both were men and both were abusive towards women. And men wonder why I am still single?
Hell broke loose here in the last few days. I haven't had time to think too much about it because it hasn't ended yet. Maybe when it is all over with and I can finally sit down, I will have a good cry. My daughter on the other hand had been crying on and off for days since this ordeal started.
My cry day will come, but not yet.
I had spent my early years being with women instead of men due to my father's abuse. Well it took me decades to get to the point that I can maybe have a relationship with a man again. Then these two men in 9 months have shown me that things dont change. I will not say all men are this way. Just the ones that I have met.
I am staying at my girlfriends home for the time being and I am safe.. Yay! On top f all this financial mess and mental stress. I need a back tire for my motorcycle. Yeah, it is totally bald. Damn this is hell...
Have a great weekend,
Candy
Friday, April 3, 2009
Pink Floyd to the next level
Well, sorry I haven't written much. I have been so busy with my newest album - Nation of the Four Winds -. If you like or Love Pink Floyd, your going to love this new album. People have been calling the music - "Taking Pink Floyd to the next level."
What I did was mix my New Age Music with a good solid rock beat ala Pink Floyd and add some cool lyrics to the song. I would like to think I hit the right note when it was done. But the people who have purchased the album say I did more than just hit the right note.
The 3-track single is out and I am currently working on the Full Length album which will be out in mid-May.
If you would like to hear the song samples, go to; www.galerevilla.com/nation4winds
People have been saying the songs are a mixture of Pink Floyd, Cusco, Tangerine Dream all rolled into one.
Hehehe, Look Out Here I come everyone! Wooot!
Well damn I am so glad that you all like this music and the 3 songs. I have always loved Pink Floyd, but now they are basically gone and I wanted to take their kind of style to the next level. Nation of the Four Winds does exactly that with this 3-track single that is over 20 minutes duration. Yeah, those are some very long songs. I have never been into writing short little radio airplay songs. I think the shortest song I have is like, 6 minutes and 36 seconds short. Hehehe, most bands can't even go that long on their extended play versions and that is my shortest songs. The longest is like 8 and a half minutes duration.
When you first hear a couple of the song samples you will say, That is rock? Not in the beginning (depending on song) but later your in what I call the "Pink Floyd Zone." but make no mistake, this is NOT Pink Floyd clone music. I have taken the songs like the ones who have purchased it to the next level of rock evolution. My way, my style and my sound and song.
So drop by the web page and have a read up on this newest album. Like I said, if you like or love a Pink Floyd, Cusco or Tangerine Dream then your going to love my album.
Oh yeah, many of you have never heard of Tangerine Dream. Go look them up. Try "Playlist" dot com.
Hey, your feedback is always appreciated...
Musical hugz,
Candy
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