They do it with jams. Bread. Chutney. Crackers. Wine. So I thought, Why not create and market artisanal spoken word recordings?
Since I was already recording a new hour-long CD — which I’ll soon be offering online, as well as at gigs and out of the trunk of my car — I thought I’d go ahead and record a couple of single, longer stories. This one here runs about 20 minutes. It’s a love story — sort of a frolicsome healing story, too — for grownups. The one following hot on its heels is a B-flick horror story I wrote with teens in mind.
As soon as Bart, the recording engineer I work with, sent me the edited and mastered .wav files, I shot this first one off to DiscMakers’ short-run department for duplication. While I was waiting for DiscMakers to work their magic, I found the pattern for an origami CD cover I liked and got to work designing a layout and writing copy.
Here’s the first CD, all ready for prime time. May I have a drumroll?
“The Bob Mapplethorpe Memorial Condom Wallet: A Love Story” is a limited edition. 100 copies, signed and numbered, resting inside an origami CD jacket.
You can listen to some of it right here:
I’m hoping the folks in Jonesborough will let me add these to my pile of merchandise for the festival in October. I’ll take them with me to gigs. And … oh heck! Now I need to get serious about ETSY and about creating a PayPal account. Meanwhile, if you want to own a first edition “Bob Mapplethorpe Memorial Condom Wallet” CD, shoot me an e-mail. They’re $10 — that’s $8.50 for content and $1.50 for the U.S. Postal Service.

I listened to this CD this morning and it is fantastic. The $10 including shipping is MORE than worth the 20 minutes and some odd seconds it runs. I can’t wait to hear more about Jack and Megan!