An artist's depiction of an "article-writer" from old-timey times.
Remember when people used to write articles instead of sitting around talking into their webcams all day? Me neither! But here are two such articles on a subject that I am very interested in: ME! Wahaha. The first comes from comedian and humor editor of Crave Online, Sax Carr, and is on the topic of YouTube comedy. The second is from Rock Band Aide about my song “iPhone” appearing as downloadable content for the Rock Band video game franchise.
If that doesn’t get your rockets firing, I don’t know what will. Come and see me opening for Kevin Pollak this Thursday, Friday and Saturday at the Improv in West Palm Beach, Florida!
Have you ever been on a date with an iPhone fanatic?Singer/songwriter (and gamer) Rhune Kincaid can sympathize. His hilarious song, “iPhone,” is now available for download on the Rock Band Network . Gamers can rock along exclusively on Xbox 360. Priced at $1 (or 80 MS points), it’s cheaper than most apps!
Gamers will have a chance to play Rock Band with the artist himself on Tuesday, September 14th from 5pm-8pm PST. For an invitation, just send an XBL message to “[GT Removed].”
If you can beat Rhune at his own song in a vocal battle, you win an awesome “Coppin’ a Feel” T-Shirt.
So, that’s the fairly amazing news that I’ve been hinting at for a couple of months. I didn’t want to say anything about it, partially because it seemed like bad marketing, but mostly because I didn’t want to jinx it. Even when I knew it was going to happen, it still sounded like a dream.
As a huge, HUGE fan of the Rock Band franchise, I’m delirious to have one of my songs in the game. If nothing in the press release makes any sense to you, you’re probably old and don’t get why this is awesome, so I’ll explain it how I would for my grandpa:
“It’s a video game grandpa. Yes, a game like checkers, but on the TV with moving pictures. Yes, moving pictures like Clara Bow. It’s a music video game where the kids play a guitar and a…. yes, guitar like Django Reinhardt, only electric… Yes, electronic like Duane Eddy, and now the kids can play along with one of my songs. No, it’s not a Duane Eddy song. No, the song isn’t about checkers. It’s about iPhones… oh, fuck it grandpa! “
If you were able to follow along and have a 360, I’d love to see you during my imitation of the “Game with Fame” program, where I play along with people over Xbox Live. There will be an in-person party as well for those of you within range of Burbank, CA. Huge thanks go out to Matt Greig and Luv Kohli for helping make this happen.
If you don’t want to be outshone on fake plastic instruments by me, study up on this video preview:
Proposition 8 is no more! In case you haven’t heard, a United States District Court Judge named Vaughn Walker has struck down Proposition 8 in California by ruling it unconstitutional. Judge Walker was quoted as saying, “The main reason for my decision was an awesome song I heard written by Rhune Kincaid. It was this great protest number called “Hetero-Strike” from his first solo album, Space Hell Sex Bunny. Coincidentally, the mp3 is free, or you can name-your-own-price so Rhune can afford to record more great songs. I’ll provide links below!”
"I know some guys that I think are gay," Walker said. "And I'll be damned if they get shafted... by the government."
The judge continued his praise and went on to say, “It has the trappings of an 80’s pop-rock song with its driving electronic beat and cascading, yet simple lead guitar done in a rich reverb reminiscent of U2’s guitarist, The Edge. The lyrics are biting, and I heard that Rhune was once confronted by an angry Mormon. (Editor’s note: it’s true!) He also continues to donate proceeds from the Mp3 sales to the National Center for Lesbian Rights. What a guy!”
“You might be thinking that the NCLR doesn’t need that money anymore, but believe me, they’re still paying lawyers and shi’.”
It was quite the honor to have my song mentioned and described with such intimate detail by such an influential figure. He also included all the pertinent marketing copy! It’s also nice to live in a state that’s no longer endorsing bigotry. Sadly, the fact remains that even though it’s unconstitutional, the majority of voters actually did want to ban gay marriage. Poor form, California, poor form.
Hopefully, the ruling will be upheld by the Federal appeals… or someone will come to their senses and realize that the best solution would be to just abolish marriage altogether. No more marriage, no more fighting over who gets it.
This ruling is good news for sane people, but bad news for me. One of my best songs will soon be obsolete. I’ll have to find a new topic for a protest song. Loyal readers, what’s pissing you off these days?
Last night, I appeared as a guest on The Michael Nayt Show. Michael Nayt is a cool guy who’s worked in music and comedy and now he has a show on blogtalkradio.com. We talked music, comedy and all the mischief I’ve been getting in to. It contains a very cool announcement right after my first song. I’ll be expanding on it here in this space in the near future. I want to send out a big thanks to Michael and his partner in crime, Eric Jurado, for having me on the show!
The L.A. Weekly has an article about this week’s talent contest. Before you ask the embarrassing question… No. It doesn’t look like I’ll be winning the ass-kicking contest. Someone racked up about a thousand votes between 7 pm and midnight. Though I will not get to put 1st place on my resume, I’ll have the satisfaction of knowing I was not online stomping for votes on a Friday night. Before hitting the bars, I did adventure onto chatroulette.com to find some new friends to vote for me, but all I saw were 47 penises, 6 boobs, 3 vaginas, 1 naked couple, 1 tiger and 1 dog.
It looks like I’m going to take 3rd place and win tickets to a Kick-Ass themed burlesque show though. You better believe I’m going, even if I have to take the 110. Naked dancing ladies is a pretty good consolation prize.
The best part about the L.A. weekly article, aside from spelling my name wrong, is that they’ve put up a picture of me singing. Singing is pretty much the time when I least want my picture taken. It looks good on video, but when you cut out a single frame, the singer either looks constipated, like they just smelled something awful or like a complete dick. In the picture in the L.A. Weekly, I look like I just smelled a constipated dick.
I thought it might be fun to do a retrospective of the worst pictures ever taken of me on stage, but it turns out, most of them have been deleted. Those that remain are still pretty bad. We’ll start this retrospective of bad singing pictures with a look I like to call, “Stinky Microphone Face.” It shows up in about 80% of the pictures taken of me. The rest are divided between”Yelling for no Reason Face” and “Confused by Myself Face.” As you can see in the last one, when I’m not singing I am all rock ‘n’ roll.
