Seanan McGuire (seanan_mcguire) wrote,
Seanan McGuire
seanan_mcguire
  • Mood: geeky
  • Music: Mary Black, "Donagal Breeze."

In which Seanan assesses stock, and is startled.

Last night, in the process of unpacking from Westercon/Conchord, I had cause to return some unsold CDs to the CD storage shelf. I've been shuffling things around recently, preparing for the arrival of Wicked Girls, which means that my stock is about as consolidated as it's ever been. Everything is, within a variance margin of maybe twenty disks, in the same place. Bearing this in mind...

...I now have sixty-seven copies remaining of Stars Fall Home.

Stars Fall Home was my first studio project. I joke that the theme of the album was "holy crap, I'm making an album," but that's not too far from the truth. Songs were being added and dropped right up until the last minute; tracks were recorded everywhere from the United States and Canada to the United Kingdom; for a while there, I really seemed to be doing my best to get everyone I'd ever met onto a single disk. I learned a lot about the recording process from this album. And I learned that I am incredibly blessed in the people who share my life.

Anyway, this is all sort of by way of saying that if you want to own the studio version of "Pretty Little Dead Girl" or "This Is My Town," my cover of "Still Catch the Tide," or any version of "Evil Laugh" or "Earthquake Weather," now is the time on Sprockets when you should probably consider ordering an album. I'm not planning to re-print for some time, if ever, so when they're gone, they're gone. And their shelf space will be given over to other albums, while the remaining copies of Pretty Little Dead Girl mutter about their neighbor who moved away.

It is so weird to realize that I'm almost out of an album. So weird.
Tags: filk, i make music
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angel_vixen

July 8 2010, 21:39:02 UTC 7 years ago

Right in the middle of pulling up CDBaby (I need a new copy of SFH, as mine is, um, very well-loved), my internet died. There came wailing, gnashing of teeth, and calling of Himself at work ("OH GOD WHY DO THE 'NET GODS HATE ME?!"). He listened patiently...until I mentioned the phrase "and when it sells out, there will be no more. <sniff> This is the only printing." There was a pained "GKK!" on the other end, and sounds of scrambling/scuffling as he did a swan-dive back into his chair and pulled up the site. "Why didn't you say so?! I need a new copy too!" And all was happy again! <Muppet-flail>

AngelVixen :-)

seanan_mcguire

July 14 2010, 19:04:25 UTC 6 years ago

...that kinda rules.