Scaputones Music launch

I got tired of letting my music sit in boxes in the living room. I've written and recorded somewhere close to 100 songs, but aside from a close circle of friends, no one knows it.

I don't say this as if this was the greatest thing since sliced bread, but because what's the point of creating this stuff just to sit at home?

Auditioning for "The Voice" made me realize there are no shortcuts. If you want to get on that show, your best shot is to build your own platform and have them come calling for you.

So I've taken the first baby steps. I've launched Scaputones Music as my little company, and I'm putting my tunes up at MySpace, which has set up a platform to make it easy for guys like me to get their music heard outside their living room. So please check out myspace.com/scaputones for the music. If you'd like copies of any tune, email me at scaputo@yahoo.com and I'll attach an mp3 for you.

Now, I've got to go practice and write a few more.

Copyright © 2013, Salvatore Caputo

A day with 'The Voice'

Going to "The Voice" open call audition was definitely worth doing, even though I didn't get a callback.

I printed out my pass the Sunday before. It was supposed to arrive in email as a PDF attachment on Saturday. It did -- at nearly midnight. So I was sweating that something had gone wrong, but it hadn't.

During the week, I wondered about the possibility of a callback and what it would take to be prepared for that possibility. I wrote an email to "The Voice" staff, and they answered it thoroughly and reassuringly.


We left for LA on Saturday morning. As we sat at the gate waiting for the jetway to open up as the sun rose, a beam of light shone on me like a spotlight. No one else in the entire room had that beam on them, my wife said.

We arrived in LA, got our rental car, got situated in our room and we drove to the LA Convention Center, so that I could be sure of my route later when my "appointment" was to take place. Actually, the time printed on the pass was a method of managing the line. If people are given specific times, a good chunk of them won't show up first thing in the morning and cause a line that snarls traffic all day.