Thursday, May 14, 2009

Tighten up, boys

Getting tight is priority no. 1 at the moment. Hence, the band is in the midst of playing pretty much every weekend (save a few dates here and there) for the next month and a half.

Last weekend, my long-desired dream came true when we played Johnny D's -- walking distance from my house. Pretty cool, too, considering some pre-show nachos almost spoiled the night. But instead it was just a rollicking good time with our old friends The Shills and Squidda. Those guys rule. We partied afterward. But back to the show, sort of: Highlight of the night was Scott being accused (in a roundabout way) of starting trouble with some Janeane Garofalo protesters across the street at the Somerville Theatre. According to the booker/birthday boy Martin, by way of a Boston Herald beat writer, Scott was looking for trouble with the group upset over her Tea Party comments. Scott was more surprised than anyone upon hearing this story. According to him, he just walked by the theater, and yelled "Janeane." However, when I scanned the newspapers and internet for mention of Scott starting trouble, multiple publications instead spoke of how there were NO protesters, surprisingly, after they had promised to be there. So, who knows what anyone is talking about. From my perspective, for what it's worth, I did NOT see any protesters, but I do know that Todd's drummer made an appearance at Janeane's show.

The next day, we did a private party at the downstairs portion of Copperfield's. It actually ruled -- considerably. I had a feeling it was going to be a good night (even after the refs made yet another officiating flub during a Mavs playoff game, and blew -- or failed to blow -- a call at the end of Game 3), but I didn't think it would be this good. We were relaxed, we actually sounded pretty tight, and we somehow found parking at Fenway just an hour or two after the game ended. A miracle? Maybe. Also, I heard perhaps the loudest crack of thunder I've heard in all my life, and it will remain the bar for all future thundercracks. Check out these party photos. We look like we're partying. And we were.
SET 1: Ordinary Girls / Lights On / Madeline / Research Blvd. / Golden Fleece / Empire Central / St. Anthony / The Devil's Arms / On the Lam / Seek Cover / You'll Be Crying Soon / Marie / Glory Son / I Come From the Water

SET 2: A Hard Rain / Don't Get Me Wrong / Carolyn, Don't Leave Like This / Debts / The Nadir / There's a Reason / Trouble From the Start / Whitewashed / Someday Darling / Valley of Gold / Seasons / Cedar / Shotgun Wedding / Shine a Light




Next up: Dive Bar in Worcester tomorrow and then Shriner's Auditorium in Wilmington on Saturday. The latter is a Boston Massacre halftime show. I've got 10 FREE tickets, if anyone wants to go see some roller derby action.

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Tuesday, May 05, 2009

Mission control

It's tough to muster the time or energy for blogging these days, so maybe I should reconsider the mission of this blog. Initially, I had hoped for it to be a window to the band, but I've found that to be exceedingly difficult due to the constraints of time and the issues of secrecy. In this objective, I definitely failed you. I also like the idea of it being a running breakdown of shows we've played, little memories I don't want to forget, that kind of thing. In that respect, I would still like to keep it up, even if I've slacked for weeks and missed a number of shows. I will still do my best to keep the recountings coming, and I apologize in advance for any lax attitude toward that goal.

We've done the Dive since, and gotten this nice write-up... at least about our song titles... "They have a song called “Shotgun Wedding,” which is a phrase I love." Me too.

We also played Groton, Conn., and witnessed the single strangest near hook-up I think I've ever seen. Just flabbergasting. And Matt and Scott ate ribs, courtesy of our resident rapper Jimmy's wife. Finally, we all took a little vacay down to Virginia Beach, where the Shiner flowed like wine, and missed a Dewey Beach show en route.

And we've got a couple shows this weekend, as Scott skids back from Texas with just hours to spare: Friday at Johnny D's (which I've long wanted to play) and Saturday at Copperfield's for a private party.

Also, two quick shout-outs: Happy birthday to our little drummer boy Matt Snow yesterday, as he turned the ripe old age of 25; also, congrats to the fellas from The Luxury for winning the WBCN Rumble this year. Them's good boys.

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