Welcome to Ace Egos

“We had heard that heading south to Spain would be an adventure bursting with fireworks and fortune. For acquiring riches beyond our measly reality of a hundred euros a gig. For banquets of extravagant meats and wine well into the morning hours. For fans that would tear their clothes off for you. So we had set out on our mission, and there we were, in Vitoria-Gasteiz, the capital of Basque Country.”

Friends! I present to you my first share of writing for my book. Thanks to a convo I had with a mate almost two months ago, he sparked a flash in me to begin my book in Basque Country. Since then, I have been on a deep dive into the mythology, history, geography and culture of this magical area of the world.

2007 - Me standing outside the “silver sovereign,” a 1984 comby van that my sister and I toured in, slept in, cooked in, and booked shows in (parking outside of apartments and stealing wifi from unsecured connections).

Three unexpected facts about my book:

⭐ It will be called Ace Egos. Why this name? Because in reflecting over the last 20 years of my life, I have lived vastly different existences at different points: Rock n’ roller, DJ, Tech entrepreneur, Buddhist monk, karaoke nut, spiritual meanderer, Latin salsa dancer. I see that they are all rich vibrant expressions of the ego. Within most of them I have tried to extract a meaningful existence. I have tried to “ace the ego” .. and really, the ultimate “Ace Ego” is to serve the wellbeing of my self, our community, and our beautiful Earth.

💡As a segue from point 1, the book will be mystical, historical, cultural, spiritual, psychedelic, and an all-around fun adventure. Think Indiana Jones, Harry Potter, Lord Of The Rings, and Monty Python, and you’ve got the idea.

👨🏻🎤The main character won’t be me. It will be a fictional dude named Callum Langdon.

Me trying to figure out what this Welsh garbage bin says. Pretty sure it says “garbage bin” 😂 … The part of the book that is set in Wales is where I will drink a shot of liquor made of local grass, and I am shot up into the heavens, and meet a “Golden Guru” who has a thousand arms, all of them playing air guitars. He will bestow upon me a profound wisdom to help me make sense of the ridiculous world of rock n’ roll that I have thrown myself into … Could be brilliant. Could be utter trash. Let’s wait and find out.