Morgen La Civita
Morgen La Civita and Margaret McClure are both award-winning independent singer-songwriters, music producers, and moms. They have found success in the tough music industry, but each has had to deal with many side hustle jobs to get the bills paid. They both grew up in urban areas with plenty of bus riding, standing in lines and exposure to large crowds.
Morgen is East Coast and grew up in Jersey City, NJ, lived in Queens, NY for a bit, went to a high school in Greenwich Village (after being unceremoniously expelled from two others which she would like you to know was totally not her fault), and then had to have speech therapy to lose the accent before beginning a career in voice-overs and singing because apparently, the letter “r” is a thing. She has three children and currently lives in Easton, Pennsylvania. Her hobbies include going to church (a.k.a the thrift store) vaping like there will be a vape prohibition any minute, and binge-watching depressing documentaries that pretty much make her want to put her head in an oven.
Mags was born in the heart of LA and has lived most of her life on the West Coast from Hollywood to San Diego. She has logged long hours in LA traffic. Shitty cars, overcrowded buses, trains, and smelly taxis are nothing new to her. She raised two girls as a single mom, singing demos by day while doing gigs with a rock band in dive bars at night. Trips to Mexico, dogs, surfing, and yoga are her favorite things nowadays but she is not opposed to alcohol in case you were wondering. In her lifetime she has gone from living in her car to extensive worldwide traveling. Most of her air travel experience has been in back middle seats but she does value personal space and she has used her miles to upgrade to first class more than once.
The pair met in a music industry forum and became friends when they noticed each other's common sense and manners which stood out as assholes outnumbered them.
Morgen and Mag’s extensive life experiences and insight make them pretty fucking sure they are experts on urban etiquette, and you will be too when you read this book.
Warning: Do not read this book out loud to small children unless you want to be the person solely responsible for teaching them the words “fuck”, “twat” and “jackass”. And no, we will not be releasing a clean version. Feel free to redact on your own though. Your kids could benefit from this shit.