author, musician, and organizer of
the Music Matters Showcase
Four different acts take turns playing 4 song sets each and
then going back around. Its an eclectic mix of music, all of
it wonderful. Showcases are free,but donations to Bread for
the City for the Home are accepted.
|Where/when/who is playing the Music
Matters Showcase besides Joseph Isaacs?
Mad City Coffee House, 10801 Hickory Rd Columbia MD Saturday
(look for the Long and Fosters Sign)
Nov 21st Lisa Fenstemacher, Kathleen Stanley, Jennifer Parde
Dec 19th Purple Flo (Jimi Hendrix cover band), Denee Barr with
Timeless Fusion, Sophie Lasher
Jan 16th Rick Millman, DL Weiner, Peggy Brennan
(extra showcase at mad city 1st saturday in August, novem
Directions to all gigs and links to bands playing are at the bottom of
These gigs are all free - donations to Bread for the City for the
Homeless are graciously accepted
*each performer plays 2 4 song sets of songs, concerts end times are
approximate might be a bit earlier or later
|Mad City Coffee House
10801 Hickory Ridge Road
Columbia MD 21044
Look for the Long & Fosters- its tucked in a plaza and hard to
see from the road. Its across from HCC.
From 95 (between Baltimore and DC) take route 32 West and
then take Broken Lands Parkway North to Hickory Ridge Road.
(From route 29 you will be taking Broken Lands Parkway West).
Take Broken Lands Parkway towards Hickory Ridge RD.
Turn left on Hickory Ridge (it only goes in one direction). Take
Hickory Ridge RD past Howard Community College and right
after Sunny Spring Rd there is a Long and Fosters on your left.
That is Hickory Ridge Plaza where Mad City is tucked next to a
chinese restaurant. Let the Madness BEGIN!
|Soul Hosts by Joseph Isaacs
My book won a review from Harper Collins. Here are some quotes from the
"15 years ago, in a bid to strengthen his power and obtain complete control of
magic across Helos, the Dracon slayed his finest mages and tried to steal
their souls. But instead of following his bidding, the mages’ souls scattered
throughout the land, entering the bodies of infant children. These children,
now grown, are thrown into action when it becomes clear that the Dracon is
planning to take control again. With little knowledge of each other or the ties
that bind them all together, they must fight to save the balance of the world as
they know it, and ward off the threat of an even darker evil...
There is definitely promise here, and a depth of background which makes it
clear you have put a lot of effort into creating this world
The battle scene at the end is absolutely triumphant. It had me on the edge of
my seat, and it is without a doubt where your no-nonsense style worked best.
What made it all the better was that the outcome was in no way predictable –
at no point could I have sat back and thought ‘oh, I know what’s coming next."
And Harper Collin's interviewed me for their blog: Click here to read the
Here is the beginning of Soul Hosts:
Veering right at the smithy, Wayden kept a brisk pace. His worn leather
shoes slapped the cobblestones. Sweat drenched his robe. Squinting back
through the sunlight, he spotted his black-hooded stalker jostling through a
crowd of market-goers. His pursuer wore a menacing spider-hilted sword on
I'm going to die, Wayden thought. I'm going to die. I'm going to die. I'm going
Kolram, the wizard who lived in Wayden's mind, sent a wave of energy
through Wayden's body, slowing his heart rate, relaxing his muscles.
It didn't work. I'm going to die. I'm going to die. I'm going to die.
Wayden's head throbbed, the telltale signs that the wizard in his mind was
about to communicate. "Stay calm," Kolram said. "We have no reason to
think this man intends to cause you any harm."
“Then why would he be following me?”
"’Tis strange. A fifteen-year-old boy dressed in worn robes doesn't seem a
likely target for an outlaw.”
"He's after the bounty on unauthorized use of magic," Wayden realized. The
Guard had promised rewards for people turning in wizards who practiced
sorcery without the Dracon's license.
“But how could he even be aware of my presence?” Kolram asked.
It was a good question. Wayden certainly hadn't told anyone or used magic
Wayden risked another glance at his pursuer. The man's hood slipped, as he
rounded a corner. Sunlight illuminated gray leathery skin. Wayden's insides
chilled. An Ozac. They were common enough in some countries, but rare here
in Helos. In fact, the last Ozac Wayden had seen was the one on that terrible
day. The day his world had ended. Could this be the same one?