Jill over at Breaking the Spine started this and I believe that it's awesome" This blog post is to alert those that visit about "the" book that we cannot wait to get our hands on. I have decided to participate because I have a list that can go on forever and ever and it is interesting to see what else others are "waiting" for also.

Struts and Frets starts making noise November, 2009. Get it from your local indie book store. Or if you're more mainstream, you can pre-order it now on Amazon.

Reading level: Young AdultHardcover: 304 pagesPublisher: Amulet Books (November 2009)

Told in a voice that’s honest, urgent, and hilarious, Struts & Frets will resonate not only with teenage musicians but with anyone who ever sat up all night listening to a favorite album, wondering if they’d ever find their place in the world.
Music is in Sammy’s blood. His grandfather was a jazz musician, and Sammy’s indie rock band could be huge one day—if they don’t self-destruct first. Winning the upcoming Battle of the Bands would justify all the band’s compromises and reassure Sammy that his life’s dream could become a reality. But practices are hard to schedule when Sammy’s grandfather is sick and getting worse, his mother is too busy to help either of them, and his best friend may want to be his girlfriend.
When everything in Sammy’s life seems to be headed for major catastrophe, will his music be enough to keep him together?

CAN'T GET ENOUGH? I KNOW I CAN'T , SO HERE IS A SNIPPET TO WET YOUR APPETITE.


Struts and Frets begins:
Our band was called Tragedy of Reason. Or Tragedy of Wisdom. We hadn’t decided yet. I liked “Reason” because it said how much it sucked to be the only thoughtful person in a crazy world. But our frontman, Joe, liked “Wisdom” because he said:
“It just sounds cooler!”
We rehearsed at the Parks and Rec building downtown. It was an old dance studio, with slick wooden floors and tall mirrors on every wall. I was pretty sure that no one had danced there for a long time, though. The mirrors were all smudged and cracked. The balance bar screwed into one wall was barely holding on, and only one flickering fluorescent light worked. The whole place felt like an abandoned movie set from one of those old 80’s dance movies my mom liked to watch.
I had talked about the band name before rehearsal with Rick the bassist and TJ the drummer and we had all agreed that “Reason” made more sense. But they didn’t say anything now because they were afraid to piss off Joe.
Okay, okay. I was afraid to piss off Joe, too. He was one of those guys who started shaving in junior high. He was almost two feet taller than Rick and me. He was about the same height as TJ, but TJ was a lanky, stooped hipster boy and Joe was a massive, pierced, steel-toe boot wearing, leather and all the crazy spikes metal dude. He just looked plain scary. And he wasn’t one of those “Oh, once you get to know him, he’s such a softie” kind of guys. No, once you got to know him you realized that deep down, he was even scarier.
The problem was that, even though I was scared of Joe, I had a hard time keeping my mouth shut.

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