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Hark ye players and muses of Nashville! I have arrived after a long journey to slap five with Music City's fickle hand of fate. I am a keeper of time. A cooer of pocket. A Rhythmatist! I am called Stickbug.

The path I took here was the same snaking ribbon of highway that carried many of you to Nashville. I sold my jewelry at Faire, which got me into an acting troupe, who introduced me to a lover named Claire, whom I came to town with to clear up a little possession rap she'd fetched during TenRen Fest... (A rap which happens to be booooooguuuuuus!)

Or so we thought. When they took Claire into booking it became apparent that we would spend many moons here. I say "we" because our binds are strong. Claire is my lover and I go where she goes. Alas, I stay where she stays, too, as Claire is also my ride home. (Though her Datson bears no weight on my affection!)

I was deposited into the city of music for a reason, friends, and for the next 60 days (minus good behavior) I will twist on destiny's nimble will. I am looking to join a musical touring company for the Spring. I have Djembe, Rainstick, and, if our travels take us through Amarillo and my brother is still clean, a nice set of goat-hoof anklets to boot. I don't mind sharing beds or car camping or river baths and I can eat packwolf style if need be. "Soup's enough if there's enough soup!" Right? I'm fine having actors and jugglers on board, as long as they respect the maidens and share the spotlight. I don't mind dogs on the tour. In fact, I carry a couple of my own. Rescued Pits! As long as you don't show fear there's no problem at all.

So if have a Musical Touring Company please find me tomorrow in Centennial Park where I will be accepting abundance. No need to write back. If we are truly meant to meet it will happen. The fact that I came to Nashville in a B-210 in the the year 2010 isn't something I take lightly.

I'll be laying shirtless in the sun (Damn Ra! You keep blowin' my mind!)... with a growling heart... and the eyes of a peaceful warrior! (If you miss those clues, I'll also have burgundy crocs and a pair of hemp cargo pants.) I will await your approach, and the beginning of our odyssey, with dewey eye and gleeful heart.

Stickbug

P.S. Don't be afraid of the dogs. REALLY!

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Kevin Bacon's Craigslist Ad

3/23/2010 8:36:02 PM

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Kevin Bacon's letter to Hollywood (City of Angels?)

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Date: 2009-01-20, 10:45PM CST

Dear friends and colleagues. Happy New Year. Hope 2008 was your best year yet, and that 2009 will be even better still! Yeah!

As for Kyra and I, we lost everything in a Ponzi scheme. Ha ha. Right? No. Really.

I got his name from Nick Cage. Said he was "Speilberg's guy!" What can I say? He got us 22% back the first year so I put the rest in. Now this... How bad a hit are we talking about? Well let's just say, some of the dough we lost could have paid off the boat we might have to live in.

There are still many questions, like, "If you are only gonna get one punch before the bailiff tackles you, where do you aim?" HA. I'm kidding! Really though, there are questions, like,"Where can I find a discreet hit man?" HEY! I'm kidding again! I'm totally against that. Even though he goes to the same salon on Lexington every Wednesday. What? Between 2 and 4 p.m.? Who cares?

As for my future. Well, I'm going forward as a wiser KayBay. I may have to scrape a little now but that's okay. Tell you the truth? I'm "Scrapey-go-lucky"! I'm not kidding. I'm ready to knock something out of the park! But first, I gotta get a little "dough-ray-me" into the "A-c-c-t"! And with that in mind, let's talk turkey:

Kevin Bacon is available for hire and I'm looking for scripts! Movies! Features! I can't do theater unless the bread is enormous. (Except for you, Mssrs. Reiner and Mamet. Thank you for reading this far.)

Here's the poop. I'm 50 years young, all original face and hair. Great shape, no holes or pictures, and I tan like a Greek fisherman. I dance, sing, play guitar, harmonica and piano. I can lead or support. Love interest, sidekick, best friend, brother... I can smoke (w/ inhale), shoot a gun, ride a horse, fake a punch, save from danger, be saved from danger... I do drunk, stoned, coked up... I cry on cue, hit spots, look at light, I KNOW how to WORK! ... call.

Of course, I've had a little success with my uptight, frustrated and angry, and have also been fortunate with my stunned, shocked and surprised. But I also do sad, pensive, sympathetic, and courageous/inspiring. (Nothing is too sappy!) I do crazy/creepy so well it's crazy/creepy. I do accents! (Vat do you vant?) I do gay, drag, light stunts, voice over... and ALL of this, at every temperature from obsessive to apathetic! I am a no-stories, no-headaches, lifetime A-lister with name recognition and indy cred! Huh? CALL!

Dramatic? Comedic? Covered! CALL!

I'm a soldier, I'm an inmate, I'm a troubled cop. CALL!

I'm a killer, I'm a cabbie, I'm an coach! CALL!

Why hire Dennis Leary because you don't think you can afford Kevin Bacon when you can now get Kevin Bacon for Dennis Leary's bread? Did I say that right? CALL!

You know, folks? It's funny... Sometimes this crazy life seems like a roller coaster. One second you have your head in the clouds. Then all of a sudden you're bottoming out into a patch of stagnant water. But, you know? It's during the low times when you find out what the really important things are in life. Things like property, perceived goodwill, and undeclared assets! And family.

Tell me where to stand and what to say. Seriously. I'm ready to pop.

Kevin Bacon

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Drummer (Wet Cherry/Loggins and Messina) Available Now!

3/15/2010 9:00:53 AM

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Drummer (Wet Cherry/Loggins and Messina) available now! (Nashville)

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Date: 2008-10-23, 8:53AM CDT

I'm a rock and roll drummer whose been to the dance looking to get back to what I do best... drums! If you remember Wet Cherry then you remember it was a knockout club band that people still say should have been signed. We had horns, 4 part vox, the whole bag. We had sound. Had lights. I remember Wet Cherry pretty well. Because, well, because I was the drummer... for Wet Cherry.

Why did we play over 200 dates a year? I guess we were stupid kids chasin' dreams. So sue us! We didn't know any other way to play than to play our best. For the FAAAAAANS! The road became our home just like somebody who goes to a house every night. The road was the house we went to, every night, for 6 years!

In 1977 our manager got us a little gig. That is, if opening for Loggins and Messina at Bear Lake on their "Best of Friends" tour is little! "Your Mama Don't Dance" was all over the airwaves and some people told us they could party. Well, that was the night history was made because people still say Wet Cherry blew Loggins and Messina off the stage. We didn't write "Mama Can't Dance" but we'd been playing it for a while and our version was tight! They were pissed and we were like, "You know? What do you got?".

Anyway I had some demons to work out and an old lady to get outa my fricken head! but now I'm back and good for a touring rock gig. I play double kicks and sing with a falsetto. (That's right, "Seven Bridges Road" is back in the book. I take the high part.) And just because of Wet Cherry don't mean I'm not a team player. Ya, I shared a stage with Loggins and Messina! Get over it! I still hump gear and nobody sits until the van is loaded in my book. And you don't step over something you can carry - unless you want a wrench across your back. Great part is I got a good woman who's keep my nose outta the bag and also, because of her I don't chase pus no more. (Which yous'd get me into TROUBUUUULLLL!!)

I'm looking to play music with people who are not afraid of working hard. I want hard workers with grit. And bills. I need folks that got stuff to pay off!

I'm in Whites Creek with a dead car so lets meet here. AND PLAY SOME ROCK! with the former drummer for Wet Cherry (Loggins and Messina)!

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