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Submitted by lectric.lizard on February 1, 2012 - 8:40pm

Hey all you Music Fans!!! Know you're dying to know what Lectric.Lizard's Blog is gonna be about....Okay, I got a little dittie for ya, and it goes somethin' like this: I'm currently the owner of 'Lectric Lizard Promotions, and I do band and venue marketing. But enough about me, my blog is about the Local Indiana Music Scene, and I'm jazzed, no I'm rockin, no I'm JAMMIN with all kinds of cool footage and pics of bands/musicians in the central Indiana area! Every weekend I hit the road, and go see at least one band that I've never seen before, shoot video and pics of them. Some of them I work for, some of them I'm HOPING to work for, and some of 'em I've just heard about on FB, and decided to go and check out. I've been in and around the local music business for nearly 20 years, and owned my own venue here in Muncie. I don't play or sing myself, but I know GOOD when I hear it, and I darn sure know whether YOU will want to go and hear them too!

So if you were looking for somewhere to go next weeked, want to hear a band BEFORE you go see 'em, make sure you come and check out my blog first! I'm gonna get started with my next post...And remember folks:

 

We are the music-makers,
And we are the dreamers of dreams,
Wandering by lone sea-breakers,
And sitting by desolate streams.
World-losers and world-forsakers,
Upon whom the pale moon gleams;
Yet we are the movers and shakers,
Of the world forever, it seems.

With wonderful deathless ditties
We build up the world's great cities,
And out of a fabulous story
We fashion an empire's glory:
One man with a dream, at pleasure,
Shall go forth and conquer a crown;
And three with a new song's measure
Can trample an empire down.

We, in the ages lying
In the buried past of the earth,
Built Nineveh with our sighing,
And Babel itself with our mirth;
And o'erthrew them with prophesying
To the old of the new world's worth;
For each age is a dream that is dying,
Or one that is coming to birth.

Arthur William Edgar O'Shaughnessy