It's been over 15 years since I wrote my first wingalong song. Since then, wing folk has mostly only been heard at friend's houses, chance open mic performances, or in smartphone recordings sent over text. I've been collecting e-mails on a piece of paper with a promise to send the album along when it's ready.

Well, it's still not ready — and the world needs wing folk now more than ever. So I quit my job to finally get it out.

It takes at least a pound of wings a week to do what I do, and I am barely making any money right now. So, if you love wing folk, please consider pre-ordering the Wingalong now for a pound of wings (actually). You will receive via e-mail the final production version as soon as it's ready.

Love,
Charles