Finley's Music Festival

So there's this thing on the Mac computer called Garage Band and basically you can make your own songs by just picking instruments to play and then layering the tracks, etc.

Well, Dad was showing it to me the other night; he would play instrumental parts and I would pick the ones I wanted.

You should give this a listen - this is the track that I created and we call it Finley's Festival. We threw a couple photos over it so there was something to look at while you listened (but only a couple, seriously, just two).

The first photo is of me holding a chicken, which I thought went appropriately over the banjo music. Then the second photo is of me smiling really big and beautiful, which I thought went well over the big and beautiful piano solo.

Anyway, enjoy, this will probably not be the last time DJ Finish (that's my DJ name when I rock the 45s on Wednesday nights in Bucktown) mixes up some sweet melodies and gives you a listen.

I'm Not A Punk, Or Maybe I Am

So yesterday I was chillin up in Bucktown in my new outfit - did a little shopping, got a bit tipsy with an afternoon martini, the whole bit

About 2:30 I decided to hit up Silver Cloud for one of the best grilled cheese sandwiches in the city. After taking off my hat I was approached by a guy named Howard Beckman who claimed to be a bigtime music executive. We exchanged some initial pleasantries and then he said to me, "Finley, with that hair-do, you could be the lead singer in a punk band," to which I responded, "Mr. Beckman, no offense, but with this hair-do, I can be just about anything. "