Opening Act

Mike Scala, preparing his second world tour, never settles for second. “You don’t always win, but life is a race against yourself, he said. “If your pace is challenging, you can rest with no regrets.”
Nothing comes easy as an independent. Mike’s challenge is in looking beyond sight, and focusing his vision on changing the landscape one show,  one song , a person at a time.  “Every day a blank slate when nothing is promised.  It is a chance for a fresh look at your canvas to reimagine the world,” Mike said. “When I put myself on the page, you know you’re seeing the genuine article.”
This relationship with humanity – whether on stage at Greenhouse with Lady Gaga’s personal deejay, DJ VH1,  or through founding The Mike Scala Foundation for Youth, or having his smash hit, ‘Soldier’s Cry,’ featured in the nationwide Wounded Warrior Project – all combines to offer what Mike values most; the ability to tell his story and share his life.
“The music presents itself like a gift, I don’t question it,” said Mike, who will play such London venues as Hope & Anchor on 4/13 at 9pm, and The Troubadour on 4/19 at 8:30pm, and previously with such bands as Alien Ant Farm and The John Butler Trio. “I’m following the path destiny has presented. Each opportunity is like a glowing streetlamp helping the next person better see their own way.”
The Brooklyn native concludes, “I never settle for good enough while great is still an option. Greatness is always around the corner and I’ll never stop moving forward to meet it.”

Banging It Out

I've been working on my new CD; all new material, still with the same rockin' vibe as always though. I want to explore a little bit of a different side of me - I want to go a little more personal. It's hard sometimes to go personal with my music, it means showing you all my heart. That sounds a little sensitive, ha! But it's true. For instance, in my Home song - it touches me deep inside:
                                    
I sit here wondering late at night,
wondering if we’re ever going to see each other again and,
I spent so many nights traveling, slowly waiting anticipating to breathe you once again
In these pictures see where have you been,
and I’ve been running in these circles I’m running all alone,
In these picture see where’ve you gone and I’ve been searching for a place I can call my own,

My Home…

I’ll stop the hands of time from traveling,
intoxicated I’ve been waiting to breath it once again and,
Its always whispering in my ears,
slowly waiting anticipating to fall to my knees again.

In these pictures see where have you been,
and I’ve been running in these circles I’m running all alone,
In these picture see where’ve you gone and I’ve been searching for a place I can call my own,

My Home…

More About Me. . .

"His sound developed into eclectic notes taken from Jazz, Pop, and Rock. At 17, Mike established his career by playing at such venues such as CBGB’s.

It was there, in that tight enclave of a stage, where he began to understand where his journey could take him. Mike looked upon the throngs of strangers calling his name, swaying to his sound, and knew he found his calling. Many nights and roads from that point on led to Mike playing several local circuits, a world tour, and the very first ever live performance at the Franz Joseph Glacier on the South Island of New Zealand.

His smash hit, Soldier’s Cry, from his self-titled debut album, was featured in the nationwide Wounded Warrior Project, a humanitarian program that supports military veterans injured in war, and their families. Deeply humbled by the experience, Mike has gone on to establish several charitable organizations in his name to support underprivileged youth and their musical endeavors."*

I'd like to take this time to send out my well wishes and prayers to my friends in New Zealand who have suffered; God's grace to those who perished in the quake.



*Mike Scala Press Kit 2011

Crushing Surf: An Introduction To My Music Blog

I was on a beach in Australia. Sounds like the beginning of a good story, huh, well it is. I was stranded, without a dime to my name, without a place to rest or pillow to hold my head. Instead, I used sand to support my body; and my instrument, my guitar, to support the very real hunger in my stomach. I was so dedicated to my craft that I found myself without support at the most crucial time in my life – the opportunity to eat. I inhabited the boardwalk, playing for my next meal; a subway sandwich, which turned out to be the best meal of my life.
In that moment, I decided that, and it sounds cliché, whatever doesn’t kill you makes you stronger. Today, I expect to get beat down, I encourage it, because no one can affect me the way I was effected for a week on the crushing surf of homelessness. Right there and then, I knew that whatever comes next will not be as harsh as struggling with the fact that my guitar was my best friend. Anyone willing to hurt me could have it as I was overcome with the need to sleep. When I awoke with my instrument intact, I used it to feed  my belly, as the desire to play my song fed my soul.
I am here today to tell my story despite the many opportunities life had to take my spirit. My spirit intact, I decided that nothing could stop me. My music is, and continues to be, my destiny. Where it leads, who knows, but every day I survive since then is an example of why I can’t quit. My resolve to share my message is as strong today as ever; to the point where I encourage life’s obstacles to strike me down in order to get back up and show anyone listening that it’s ok to fail. Edison failed a thousand times, and I will fail at that rate if it shows me my destiny.
Who knows where the path leads. Each day presents an obstacle which must be overcome. This blog is my tribute to those who have ever suffered for their craft; to those who have ever questioned why they do what they do; why they choose to overcome as opposed to fail – this blog is for those who dare to dream. Your dream may not be the same a mine, but your dream is as important nonetheless, and it is my hope that through our combined efforts that one of our dreams come true. Nothing is promised, but if you are on your personal island, stranded as I once was, that we will get rescued, and survive to fulfill our dreams. Just as I could not do it alone, as you will find out if you stay with me through this journey, you will also find that you, too, can make it, because I am by your side, as much as you are by mine. 
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