About Me
We are currently on tour in Europe.
If you would like us to play at your favorite pub, squat, living room, coffee shop, etc, get in touch and we'll see what we can do.
At the moment Kayne Coy is playing Glockenspiel (he is the glockenspielspieler) and Tovio Roberts is playing accordion. If you play something and would like to join the Calliope of the Future, please fill out this questionaire and send it to us at clownfragment@gmail.com.
Bad Ass C.o.t.F. Application:
1. Are you P.A.F?
2. Can you go two days without eating?
3. Are you full of one-liners and banter?
4. Do you know or are willing to find out what Mecatol Rex is?
5. Do you like sea life?
6. Do you play a tuba?
7. Describe the first time Jacques Brel made love with Eartha Kitt in a vat of olive oil. The dirtier the better.
8. To you, what is sexy about clowns and/or moustaches?
9. Describe your ideal abacus, sextant or other analogue tool for calculation.
Thx
The Calliope of the Future
These are the cds we have released so far...
Holding Mecatol Rex- 2009 EP, powerful ballads regarding the American Dream and Science fiction writers. And the apocalypse.
Calliope of the Future - July 2008 Release. American Dream? Love shorn off the back of wayward lambs? Life is truly a fucked up fairy tale. Hand printed packaging
Casa del Vento -January 2008 release, buoys of sound, imagined and visited places, fairy tale disillusionment. All packaging is hand-printed.
Songs About Birds-2006 EP, somber lullabys with bird cries in the background. All packaging is hand-printed.
And if you have naught better to spend your time doing, 'tis possible to maintain oneself up-to-date with COTF's misadventurous meanderings by reading the blog (calliopeofthefuture.blogspot.com) or, if you prefer 3D media, www.youtube.com/clownfragment
My Blog
Tour Blog at http://calliopeofthefuture.blogspot.com
The official tour diahhries of The Calliope of the Future are maintained at http://calliopeofthefuture.blogspot.com. Go there for your banter, fair humans!
Posted by on Thu, 19 Mar 2009 07:43:00 GMT
An Architect and a Mason
An architect tells the mason To pile bricks on the back of the ground To be a mason in holy exaltation to an edifice that would never list his name in the cornerstone To be a mason making better than ...
Posted by on Fri, 28 Mar 2008 17:41:00 GMT
Suicide and Street Performance
Sunday morning I played at Steak Hut, a little diner on the corner of Trumbull and Lafayette. They always have music on Sundays, usually folk or bluegrass. Saturday night, a friend killed ...
Posted by on Mon, 24 Mar 2008 21:35:00 GMT
Future Names
In Detroit we all have future names, Mine was scrawled like pigeon scratch on a picture of a split eye, brown and blue, stored under a winter eave. I held a hand and threw fairy tale words into the e...
Posted by on Thu, 20 Mar 2008 00:59:00 GMT
The Turtle
When I was ten, I found a turtle on the side of the road. Maybe it had crawled out of a ditch. I picked it up and took it home and kept it with me. It was a painter turtle. A...
Posted by on Sat, 26 Jan 2008 14:04:00 GMT
"You must to understand..." Part 1
"You must to understand, we are serbian." Osman was a 6"5' 240 pound juggler I met at a trumpet festival in Guca, a small town in the middle of Serbia. "We were under the Turks for 4...
Posted by on Fri, 25 Jan 2008 10:07:00 GMT
"You must to understand..." part 2
The train arrived in Valjevo in the early morning and we made our way to an isolated piece of forest. We made camp close to a dammed up stream with a high platform. We spent the day in the...
Posted by on Fri, 25 Jan 2008 10:04:00 GMT
Sex all over the City
When I was 19, I had sex all over the city of San Francisco. For a couple months, my girlfriend and I lived out of her car and under an overpass in the Castro. I disabled a sprinkler syste...
Posted by on Fri, 18 Jan 2008 06:34:00 GMT
Jehova’s Pimpness
Terry was an ex-crack dealer and a pimp, Capricorn, aged 42 when I met him. He had ratty and short dread-locks, was deemed "socially unfit" by the state of California and had become my best frie...
Posted by on Wed, 16 Jan 2008 08:42:00 GMT
How I lost my tooth
It started to hurt one night in Novi Sad. I happened to meet that night a Serbian who was living in the Uk and had flown home to have some dental work performed. "We have the best dentists...
Posted by on Tue, 15 Jan 2008 08:16:00 GMT