ceciliatan: (darons guitar)
( Feb. 21st, 2017 09:00 am)

Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

I waltzed into soundcheck feeling pretty good from Vitamin F kicking in. “Who’s doing the very last lounge act of the tour?” I asked.

No one moved a muscle. I gave it another couple beats before I said, “Am I going to have to do it myself?”

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ceciliatan: (darons guitar)
( Feb. 16th, 2017 09:00 am)

Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

On Labor Day 1991 we played the Biloxi Coast Coliseum. If you’ve been to the Biloxi coastline, chances are you went for the casinos. Back then, the casinos hadn’t been built yet. Or if they had, I don’t remember them. We had taken over a somewhat fleabag hotel where Nomad had stayed before. I was reminded of Australia for a couple of reasons. The proximity to the beach was one.

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ceciliatan: (darons guitar)
( Feb. 14th, 2017 09:00 am)

Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

I don’t understand why people love me.

And that’s probably what a lot of my troubles that tour boiled down to. I was coming to terms faster with the fact that I could love other people without understanding it than I was the opposite.

By showtime the heat had let up a little, so it was hot but in a bearable way. There were large fans set up on either side of the stage, strategically placed to make up for the lack of breeze.

“Is this my first time in Alabama?” I asked Flip.

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Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

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Meanwhile, hello, folks! It’s been a (moon)dog’s age since we had a liner note, so it’s high time we had one! Keep reading for tidbits and cool stuff we’ve accumulated about rock and roll, gay rights and visibility, and other topics that intersect with Daron’s Guitar Chronicles.

Before we get started officially under the cut, I also wanted to point out that you all are on the verge of triggering another Saturday post–two weeks in a row. Here’s how close you are:
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ceciliatan: (darons guitar)
( Feb. 9th, 2017 09:00 am)

Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

I don’t understand my own ego.

How can I be so invested in self-expression that I’ll tell people it’s my reason for living, and at the same time be so self-effacing I almost erase myself sometimes?

Flip tapped the watch on his wrist to tell me it was time for Vitamin F. I took the bottle out of my jacket pocket–remember, I was carrying it around like a talisman–and tapped one out into my hand. I counted the ones left.

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ceciliatan: (darons guitar)
( Feb. 7th, 2017 09:00 am)

Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

I don’t understand arguments. I don’t understand what happens or why. I feel like other people must understand them better. Am I wrong?

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ceciliatan: (darons guitar)
( Feb. 4th, 2017 09:00 am)

Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

(Thanks to generous donations last week from readers to our Paypal account, here is a Saturday post! Enjoy! -ctan)
On the bus to the venue, Flip sat down with me to strategize pharmaceuticals management. We decided on a Flexeril 30 minutes before soundcheck, another one 30 minutes before showtime (five hours later), and debated whether there was something else I could do in between the two that wouldn’t interact badly (i.e. no booze) or wreck my singing voice (i.e. nothing smoked). He had been doing some research, he said–though he didn’t say how–and didn’t think it was wise for us to mix in most other downers or relaxants (i.e. valium) but he’d see what he could come up with.

The venue was an indoor sports arena at the local university and it was big. Twice as big as I expected from that description, anyway. This place was bigger than Madison Square Garden.

By the way, no one’s explained to me why arenas like Madison Square Garden are called “gardens.” In Boston there’s the Boston Garden (now the TD Garden, thanks to naming rights). There’s no field or grass or flowers at these indoor stadiums so why the name? Just to make us think of a time when all sports were outdoor sports? I don’t know.

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ceciliatan: (darons guitar)
( Feb. 2nd, 2017 09:00 am)

Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

Ziggy and I slept in the same bunk. Good thing we’re small.

We didn’t conk out right away. We lay there, spooned, our heads on the same pillow, talking quietly for a little while.

“I guess I really can’t get out of going to your family Christmas this year,” Ziggy said with a low chuckle.

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ceciliatan: (darons guitar)
( Jan. 31st, 2017 09:00 am)

Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

At almost midnight, Flip came and knocked on the door of the suite where Ziggy and I had, for lack of a better term, fucked each other silly and then passed out. When we’d woken we’d had room service, and we had just gotten out of a very long shower when the knock came.

You should’ve seen me before the shower. “Is it all right to get these wet?” I had asked, while staring at the gold ring on my finger.

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hard-rhythm-cover-200x300Yes! It’s finally here! The third book in the Secrets of a Rock Star series went live on Amazon at midnight and by now you should be able to buy it from every other bookselling place, as well, including:

IndieBound (local independent bookstores) | Amazon | Publisher website | Walmart (!) | Barnes & Noble | Apple iBooks | Google Play | Kobo

If you’d like to read a hot relatively spoiler-free excerpt, RT Magazine posted a Hump Day hotness one a few weeks ago: Hump Day Excerpt of Cecilia Tan’s HARD RHYTHM

Reviews coming in!

“As always, Cecilia is at the top of her game, giving hot, steamy sex together with characters you care about. Relationships you want to succeed, packed full of naughtiness. I’ve said it before, and I continue to stand by it, Cecilia Tan is one of the greatest writers of smut out there. Few others can combine the tenderness of a budding romantic relationship together with the endorphin packed beginning of D/S relationship the way she has with the Secrets of a Rock Star series.” — Robin just posted that to her BookLikes blog!

“Madison and Chino are a bit older [both 29] than the previous characters and their internal dialogues as well as their actions show more maturity.” and “The Hamilton sisters and [Madison] address a threat to their club in smart and calculated ways emphasizing that even if each woman in this series feels best on her knees before a hot man, she is still a powerful force to be reckoned with.” — From BDSM author and educator TammyJo Eckhart on Goodreads

If you missed it before, Publisher’s Weekly gave it a starred review, too!

“If you, like me, adore cocky heroes with soft centers, then Chino‚Äôs the one for you,” says Stacey Voigt’s Bedtime Stories! “Cecilia Tan handles the sizzling hot sex scenes with an expert touch, keeping the action going while still addressing the realities that take place alongside intimacy, particularly kinky intimacy.”


(Loved this comment from a reader on FB today!)

Excerpts!

Throughout the day today various excerpts will be appearing, shared online by various folks. I’ll add links here as they go live or you can see them in my Twitter feed (@ceciliatan) and Facebook page!

Excerpt 1. On Cailin Briste’s blog
Excertp 2. On Tara Sue Me’s Facebook page

Official description:

Are they ready to go all the way?

Maddie Rofel has seen it all. Even the kinkiest games she witnesses working as a hostess in L.A.’s most exclusive private sex club fail to shock her, much less turn her on. Until the night she has a very personal encounter with drummer Chino Garcia, and the two discover an intimate connection neither can deny. Suddenly the jaded hostess is softening under Chino’s touch, and submitting in ways she never expected . . .

All his life, Chino has been running from something. Normally he beats back his demons by losing himself in his music. Now he’s losing himself in Maddie. And, while it drives Chino wild when Maddie bares her body to him, what he really wants is for Maddie to bare her soul. For that, Chino will have to push Maddie past her furthest limits-and share his own dark secrets.

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Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

We got into a cab in front of the hotel in St. Louis. The weather was a hot drizzle, with the temperature around ninety and the air like soup. The cab driver was a black guy who definitely didn’t seem to think he had anyone but maybe a couple of college kids in his cab. Ziggy was still in stealth mode and I didn’t gel my hair or anything, just pulled it back in an elastic which meant the red streaks weren’t all that visible.

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Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

I woke up at five in the morning having a dream about Jordan. It was a super realistic dream where we were working on a project together and somehow we needed a piece of equipment they didn’t have in the studio and we were going to various lengths to try to get it, which included driving all over sketchy parts of Newark in Jonathan’s red hatchback.

And then I realized I was in Missouri with Ziggy and my head was killing me.

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ceciliatan: (darons guitar)
( Jan. 19th, 2017 09:00 am)

Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

Shit. Why did I ask him to come to St. Louis?

It sure as hell wasn’t so he could watch me drop a guitar pick and almost crack a kneecap I went down so fast with a spasm in my hand so bad it felt worse than the fucking knife had.

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ceciliatan: (darons guitar)
( Jan. 17th, 2017 09:00 am)

Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

The anxiety that hit when I got Ziggy’s page with his landing time was like a railroad spike to the throat.

In a weird way that was better than the railroad spike to the head I’d been experiencing, though. And it was weirdly better than the stake-through-the-heart feeling that Ziggy-angst used to give me.

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Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

I finally talked to Ziggy for a good stretch on the phone around lunchtime in St. Louis. It had been like seven in the morning when we’d pulled in, Flip made sure I was tucked in and passed out before he went to bed himself, but he’d apparently slept through all the drama on the bus the night before so he got up in the morning and was not there when I woke up.

I ordered room service and caught Ziggy at home.

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Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

They yelled at each other for a while. Knock-down drag-out stuff. The details don’t matter, I guess, or I would think I’d remember it better. I curled myself up in a ball in the seat I was in and tried not to hear any of it. Maybe I partly succeeded and that’s why I don’t remember.

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( Jan. 5th, 2017 09:00 am)

Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

I could have probably titled these chronicles “Things I Know Now that I Didn’t Know Then.” Sure, most of what I’ve learned is things about myself–and relationships. But then there are the simple things like, oh, if you nearly pass out incoherent chances are you should’ve gone to the ER.


As it turns out, I was fine, but if it happened now probably a lot of people would have advocated for me seeing a doctor. Back then, they asked if I was okay, I said yes, and that was the end of it.


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( Jan. 3rd, 2017 09:00 am)

Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

When there’s something on my mind, I don’t think very well. I mean literally, it’s like there’s something in the way of the gears of my brain clicking the way they should. I think addiction is having something on your mind constantly, something that’s not actually beneficial to you at all. Obsession, too–same deal. I don’t make good decisions when I’m obsessed. Well, at least when I’m obsessed with a person, like all that time I was hung up on Ziggy. (Haha, which time, Daron?) Being obsessed with music is my reason for living so maybe obsessed isn’t quite the right word for that. It’s one thing to be focused, to be driven to do something…


Let’s argue about art later. Right now I’m trying to figure something out about my mother.


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( Dec. 29th, 2016 09:00 am)

Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

I managed to finish the set without falling off the stage, having a heart attack, or passing out. I mostly tried to pretend no one was there in the pit, but I looked at them a couple of times. Claire was smiling and if I thought too much about it I was going to miss my cue, but I caught myself a couple of times trying to figure out whether that was her plastered-on public smile or if Courtney had slipped her some Ecstasy or what. I tried to imagine the conversation. Hello, mother, I just happened to be passing through Kansas because your prodigal son is putting me through college and your ex-lover is his boss and they’re playing a show tonight, would you like to come along?


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( Dec. 27th, 2016 09:00 am)

Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

The writer from St. Louis drove us to the venue for soundcheck. On the way there Remo said to me, “You better explain about the lounge act.”


“Lounge act?” Will asked, sounding slightly alarmed, or maybe I imagined that.


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