Every THING Every DAY

What are you doing with Every THING, Every DAY? I cannot imagine having nothing at all, and so I put everything to use by maintaining inspiration. It's a little way to say thank you and be grateful for Every THING, Every DAY that surrounds my life. You should try it!

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Evan Taylor Jones band Promotional Team Recruit Letter

You've been recruited!

Hey friends and fans! Happiest New Year to you and welcome to 2011; a new opportunity for better opportunities. I am so excited for what has happened thus far and what will happen in the future. As you all know, I'm in a band and have been gigging for quite some time now. It's going great but it can surely pick up. How?

We need your help. For awhile now, the band and I have been devising some plans to better our music scene. Some things have worked and some things have failed. But after all, is that not what trying is for. Never stop trying. Anyway, we've come to the conclusion that we all have some great friends who are also fans of ours and would love to help us in anyway that they can. Nothing crazy, but if at all that is the case for the select sum tagged to this post, then please help us.

Here's the dealio: You would be promoting us, The Evan Taylor Jones band. How? Easy. We will give you the information and passwords to our websites and even make a band twitter account to use. Now, we only need about 15 of you, but if any more of you would like to help, by all means, do so and thanks in advance. Onward; you would also be our street team. Meaning, we would send you the flyer links and money to print out flyers for up and coming shows and you would print them out and post them in hot spots on the street (preferably close to the venue and/or downtown and/or any music scene in the area where you are located). From there, IF there are any pre-sale tickets needing to be sold, we would hand a majority amount over to you, divided equally amongst you all and have you sell them on the street as well. You would be given goals and incentives. For example, sell X amount of pre-sale tickets and get into the show for free. Or, gain us X amount of followers on twitter by a certain date and you get into the next show for free. Things like that. Now, when I write 'on the street' I don't mean like a homeless person or hippie trying to hitch a ride with your thumb out. I mean word of mouth and friends of friends. We've all got friends, so this will definitely work.

What's in it for you?

Assuming that you meet the goals and incentives you all would get into EVERY show for free, ALL and any merchandise that we have at the time or new merchandise that comes out would be given to you for free (CDs, shirts, buttons, etc), and you would have access to all the information dealing with the band (band fund, internet access, blogs, rehearsals, promotional videos, music videos, recording etc.). Now, if I were a regular kid in college who liked good music and had a few friends that they knew, I would definitely enjoy the benefits of being apart of their promotional team! I have faith that this band will progress and get into the bigger scene, making more money to the point where the 6 individuals in the band no longer need day jobs or schooling. I'm talking the big bucks, big lights, big stages, and even bigger crowds. Don't you want to join the ride ahead of time?

So, who's in? Let me know. I figure we should schedule some sort of dinner meeting or meeting in general with all who want to be apart of this. And honestly, it's not hard work. There's no breaking backs or anything like that. No scamming to get what one needs. It's about building a fan base; a community, networking. So if you're in and you like the idea, COMMENT on this post and we'll go from there.

Loving,

Evan Taylor Jones


Saturday, January 1, 2011

On The First Day

When I was little and got into trouble, my Mother would, at times, give me what was called a "whoopin'." But there were those days where I would get into trouble, and the anticipation of her giving me my physical consequence stirred me up so much that I would cry; so hard that my brothers would laugh at me and make fun of me. And so, my Mother would take me into her room, with a belt in hand. Only this time and every time i cried and was made fun of, she would lay me down in her bed and hold me and tell me how much she loved me and hated giving me a whoopin'. And On The First Day that that happened, I felt truth in my Mothers love for me...




When i was 13, my Mother was diagnosed with cancer of the lymphnodes. Developed from pneumonia, the doctors caught the disease too late and it had spread throughout her body in just 3 months. She would need to be hospitalized and treated as soon as possible and as much as possible. All the while, I had my national tournaments for basketball going on; traveling from state to state and competing for what I thought was my life. In between commutes I would ask my Step-Father how she was doing. He finally got to telling me that she wasn't going to make it and if I could, I would need to fly back to see her before she died. I stayed. She passed and I couldn't believe my selfishness. All because I didn't want to cry anymore and have to feel the heaviness of losing the only women in my life. And On The First Day that I got back home, I told myself that I needed to find truth in my love for my family and put them first before any of my personal goals and aspirations...

When i was 18 years old, I met peace and my first guitar. Named after my Mother's middle name, Marie, I never put her down; played her until I slept at night. All I could dream about was music and the sound that I would produce the next day. And On The First Day that i decided that I wanted to embark in music, i made a promise that I would only be happy, all the time...

When i was 19, I met my girlfriend and love of my life. Park Avenue was lit up more than ever that night. It still stands; $5 goes a long way. I had no idea that her simple generosity at a bar would lead me to loving her. What if I would've never seen her that night? I couldn't imagine. She is everything and more; an omniscient being in the ways of my heart. After finding out what she had gone through and was continuing to go through, all I wanted to do was help her and be there for her. I have never wanted to do something so simple for someone. That is all I've been looking for; for someone to bring the simplicity out of me and my heart. Yes she's feisty, impatient, and a true stress maker at times but Nicolina-Beth Walker loves me, Evan Taylor Jones. And On The First Day that I kissed her, I thanked her for blessing me with another shot at love...




What's your story? What happened for you On The First Day? Today is a new day, a new year and each moment deserves a new joyous memory. Drink a little drink. Smoke a little smoke. Be Merry and devote yourself to love!

Happiest New Year,

Evan