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I Dreamt of 2009

by Nat Finn on May 5, 2009 · View Comments

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I blinked when I left Ft. Myers, Margaritaville in January and now it’s May. The time between posts wasn’t an accident. I swear I went down to Indy n tore up Broadripple with Bling last month but that was back in Feburary. And I also keep thinking I went to Seattle a couple weekends ago [...]

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Stupid Little Things

by Nat Finn on February 12, 2009 · View Comments

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I can tell my patience is wearing thin regarding my epic wait for the edits to my Book of Blues. The good news is that I talked to my cousin. I talked to him in that Facebook chat-sort-of-way. I don’t blame him. 70-hour work weeks in the blizzardom of Minneapolis has to hurt regardless of [...]

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Waiting Too Long to Hear about My Book of Blues Edits

by Nat Finn on February 10, 2009 · View Comments

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9 days after the Super Bowl and I’m starting to reconsider what my cousin said by “shortly after” he’d have his comments n edits for Book of Blues. I have no patience anymore. I don’t live for much else and I’m ready to go back to work on it. My cousin’s like me: he’s much [...]

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Social Media Bluesman Thinkin’ Evil

by Nat Finn on February 7, 2009 · View Comments

in Book of Blues,Cousin,Finndex,corporate whoredom

Using the lessons from Howlin’ Wolf, Nat Finn is thinkin’ Evil when it comes to Social Media. Thinkin’ evil is a great way to protect your brand. Especially given the infancy of the industry.

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Slowly Sipping Johnny Walker Green

by Nat Finn on January 25, 2009 · View Comments

in Book of Blues,Cousin,Essence of Blues

A fine, rare moment in life: slowly sipping Johnnie Walker Green with a friend you’ve gone through the trenches with. Its just after 1:30 am. My buddy is having a housewarming party. Bought his first house. Unopened boxes still lie about. The dining room table is still a card table until his girlfriend’s dad drops [...]

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