Tuesday, February 26, 2013

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

Monday, February 25, 2013

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.

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

End the Sedona red curse


The Arizona Diamondbacks' 1-0 loss to the Los Angeles Dodgers tonight was as gut-wrenching as it was predictable. Pitcher Dan Haren put in a stellar performance for eight innings, but the offense couldn't plate a single run. That's nine losses in a row, and it almost seems like the team is inventing ways to lose.

Tonight, manager A.J. Hinch had his number 8 hitter, catcher Chris Snyder, bunt left fielder Conor Jackson over to second base, so that hot-hitting pitcher Haren could drive Jackson in. That's the kind of move you make when your pitcher has a .400 batting average and your team has lost eight in a row.

Like that move on the field, the front office made a similar desperation move, announcing a deal for pitcher Dontrelle Willis. This is a pitcher who was designated for assignment after going 2-8 in 101 innings with a 6.86 ERA in three seasons with the Detroit Tigers. This season may have shown a slight improvement, with a 4.98 ERA and 1-2 record in nine games, but it wasn't enough for the Tigers to keep him, despite being on the hook for about $8 million in salary to him this year. The Diamondbacks reportedly get to take a chance on Willis for a bargain basement price of $266,000 and the trade of pitcher Billy Buckner, who had a 0-3 record with an 11.08 ERA this season, so even a broken-down Willis is a serious upgrade.

However, even if Willis regains the phenomenal form that made him "the D-Train," the ace of the Florida Marlins staff in the 2003-2005 seasons, he's not a remedy for what ails this team.

If we're talking about making desperation moves to get a win, the front office should swallow its pride and reinstate the old uniforms, the ones this franchise won a World Series in. The team's merchandise sales may be up since adopting Sedona Red and the classless comic book lettering in 2007, but aside from that season, these unis -- which make the Diamondbacks look like way too many other red-clad teams in both leagues -- have brought the team nothing but woe.

With the old unis they went from last place to first in the 1998 and 1999 seasons, and it's true that with the new unis they went from last place in 2006, the last year they wore the old colors, to first place in 2007. (In 2006, they tied for last place with Colorado with 76-86 records.) However, aside from that good year, the team was second with a not-nearly-good-enough-for-the-wild-card 82-80 record in 2008 (and a fruitless effort to hold on to the lead the team, at barely .500, held most of that season because the rest of the division sucked as much as the Diamondbacks did) and has been a cellar dweller throughout 2009 and 2010.

In the first nine years of the franchise -- the years with the old uniforms -- the team finished first three times, that's 33 percent of the time. The team also placed last three times, 33 percent of the time. But since the new uniforms came in, they've finished in first place once, finished in last place once and are on track to finish in last place this year. Not only that, but ace pitcher Brandon Webb has been sidelined since opening day of 2009. Although not even his stellar 22-7 record in 2008 could rescue the team from being a weak .500 team, I think it's part of the curse of the red unis that's put him out of commission this year and last.

So end the curse, Diamondbacks execs. Bring back the old uniforms and honor the team's winning tradition.


Copyright © 2010, Salvatore Caputo

Friday, May 28, 2010

Running out of outrage


The only thing that gets me angry anymore is driving. Well, maybe not the only thing, but people seem to think they're in NASCAR as they tailgate you at way above the speed limit.

I don't care if you want to go speed like some maniac and end up in hell 10 minutes sooner, but you don't have to tailgate me to do it.

Give me some time (and space) to get out of your way. Look ahead of you. Get off the phone. I'm not watching my rearview the way I'm watching where I'm going. Maybe you could do that too.

Tailgating is bullying, but there's no national campaign to end it, no politically correct program to teach people how to drive like they don't own the road exclusively.

One friend of mine purposely slows down when someone tailgates him. I'm not into that, but it's so tempting because you know what, I may be slow, but I'm ahead of you. Accept it.

Copyright © 2010, Salvatore Caputo