adventures with thao and old shit
so like on saturday night, me and tommi and jerry all went to go see thao play at cafe du nord. we met her about a month or so ago cuz she is dating a friend of ours who me and tommi have known since college. anyways, we were all super excited to go to the show, and i was gonna get advance tickets, but i was like, fuck it, it won't sell out, her record ain't even out. anyways, a big group of us all get to the club at about 11:30pm, and guess what, it's fucking sold out! and we're like fuck! this sucks :(
so she comes out, and our friend that she is dating is on the guest list, and she is able to get two more of the five of us onto the guest list, so i'm like, heidi and jamon, y'all go in, just go ahead. so they go in and thao is like, hey walk over to the swedish american hall door and i'll try to sneak y'all in. so i'm like ok, it's a plan. so i see come towards the door from the inside, and as she cracks open the door and we're about to slip in, a security guard who we hadn't noticed is all like, hey whatcha doing, you can't go in there. and i'm like, oh i'm just giving my friend who's performing a hug before she goes on, oh we're totally innocent, haha. so she goes back in, and we're like, damnit, foiled again. so we're all dejected and bummed at this point, so we're like, well fuck it, might as well bounce. anyways, right as jerry is unlocking his bike, the main bouncer and door guy calls us over and tells us that he now has room for eight more people (cuz some people filtered out), and we're like fuck yeah! tommi even tips the dude $10. so we get in get our beers, squeeze up towards the near front and the show starts. it was a cool show. i haven't heard much of her recordings, other than what's on the internet, and i thought that the some of the tunes i'd heard were a little to cleanly produced (in that i think a little more grit would be nice), but live it was just her on acoustic guitar and vocals and a most excellent drummer that she had recruited. so yeah, live, she was fucking rad. really good stage presence, like a pro, and tommi said the lyrics were really good (i wasn't paying attention to the words so much, i was mainly listening to the guitar finger picking and drum breakbeats). anyways, it was a cool show, and we got to say what's up after the show, jerry even got his cd signed, he was stoked.
anyways, right at the end of the show, tommi gets a text from our room mate's girlfriend saying that something terrible has happened, and i'm like, oh shit, they done burnt down the house. turns out, they almost did! apparently, tommi had left a candle out that was pretty much on it's last legs in the smoking room and jessica had lit it cuz the light had burnt out in the room. anyways, she forgot about it and was passing out with bildo, and basically daniel happened to walk into the kitchen and was like, hmmm, it's smokey in here and discovered the fire raging our small bookcase in the back room. anyway, he had his man quickly managed to put the fucker out and we managed to escape without any damage to the house, just some books got charred and shit. and i was like, thank goodness all of our musical instruments are mostly at the rehearsal studio. so yeah, it was kind of a close call! i'd be bummed to lose all of my cds and records and shit! (even though they are a bitch to move!)
so today i spent the afternoon backing up and making copies of my old ass recordings and updating the website a bit! thru the power of paypal, i made some new order/purchase buttons for acquiring our new cd thing that actually ships from the manufacturer tomorrow! so i should have the bloody things by friday or saturday, so oh happy day. anyways, i was backing up some copies of my first three collections of terrible terrible songs, and in the process i kinda sorta gave the stuff a cursory listen, and damn, i have very much sucked for years and years and years! oh my god, i was like, this stuff is shit. well not all of it, but i was like damn, why did i have such shitty lyrics with such dumb rhymes? i mean, some of it kind of impressed me, i guess, i was like, oh i was that noisy? my fake beats haven't really held up too well. i also surprised at how murky some of the production was. but mainly i just couldn't remember or relate to whatever the fuck i was trying to do 8-10 years ago. oh well, at least i got some more copies stored away now, should anything happen, aside from the house burning down. maybe when we hit the big time that crap will go on the boxset. anyways, mainly from listening to the tunes i just kept thinking, why wasn't my subject matter more mature, and my singing and guitar playing better? i mean, i really half assed vocals for way too long, at least now i'm pretty much comfortable singing and shit or whatever. and i can hit the high notes. i couldn't believe how much of the vocals were in my lower register and generally weak and empty soudning without any feeling. fucking lamerz.
anyway, if you read this damn blog, buy a cd, so that we can make another one in a year. it'll definitely be better than this one, which is definitely better than all the old shit i archived earlier today. really, i promise! there's only a couple of clunkers.
so she comes out, and our friend that she is dating is on the guest list, and she is able to get two more of the five of us onto the guest list, so i'm like, heidi and jamon, y'all go in, just go ahead. so they go in and thao is like, hey walk over to the swedish american hall door and i'll try to sneak y'all in. so i'm like ok, it's a plan. so i see come towards the door from the inside, and as she cracks open the door and we're about to slip in, a security guard who we hadn't noticed is all like, hey whatcha doing, you can't go in there. and i'm like, oh i'm just giving my friend who's performing a hug before she goes on, oh we're totally innocent, haha. so she goes back in, and we're like, damnit, foiled again. so we're all dejected and bummed at this point, so we're like, well fuck it, might as well bounce. anyways, right as jerry is unlocking his bike, the main bouncer and door guy calls us over and tells us that he now has room for eight more people (cuz some people filtered out), and we're like fuck yeah! tommi even tips the dude $10. so we get in get our beers, squeeze up towards the near front and the show starts. it was a cool show. i haven't heard much of her recordings, other than what's on the internet, and i thought that the some of the tunes i'd heard were a little to cleanly produced (in that i think a little more grit would be nice), but live it was just her on acoustic guitar and vocals and a most excellent drummer that she had recruited. so yeah, live, she was fucking rad. really good stage presence, like a pro, and tommi said the lyrics were really good (i wasn't paying attention to the words so much, i was mainly listening to the guitar finger picking and drum breakbeats). anyways, it was a cool show, and we got to say what's up after the show, jerry even got his cd signed, he was stoked.
anyways, right at the end of the show, tommi gets a text from our room mate's girlfriend saying that something terrible has happened, and i'm like, oh shit, they done burnt down the house. turns out, they almost did! apparently, tommi had left a candle out that was pretty much on it's last legs in the smoking room and jessica had lit it cuz the light had burnt out in the room. anyways, she forgot about it and was passing out with bildo, and basically daniel happened to walk into the kitchen and was like, hmmm, it's smokey in here and discovered the fire raging our small bookcase in the back room. anyway, he had his man quickly managed to put the fucker out and we managed to escape without any damage to the house, just some books got charred and shit. and i was like, thank goodness all of our musical instruments are mostly at the rehearsal studio. so yeah, it was kind of a close call! i'd be bummed to lose all of my cds and records and shit! (even though they are a bitch to move!)
so today i spent the afternoon backing up and making copies of my old ass recordings and updating the website a bit! thru the power of paypal, i made some new order/purchase buttons for acquiring our new cd thing that actually ships from the manufacturer tomorrow! so i should have the bloody things by friday or saturday, so oh happy day. anyways, i was backing up some copies of my first three collections of terrible terrible songs, and in the process i kinda sorta gave the stuff a cursory listen, and damn, i have very much sucked for years and years and years! oh my god, i was like, this stuff is shit. well not all of it, but i was like damn, why did i have such shitty lyrics with such dumb rhymes? i mean, some of it kind of impressed me, i guess, i was like, oh i was that noisy? my fake beats haven't really held up too well. i also surprised at how murky some of the production was. but mainly i just couldn't remember or relate to whatever the fuck i was trying to do 8-10 years ago. oh well, at least i got some more copies stored away now, should anything happen, aside from the house burning down. maybe when we hit the big time that crap will go on the boxset. anyways, mainly from listening to the tunes i just kept thinking, why wasn't my subject matter more mature, and my singing and guitar playing better? i mean, i really half assed vocals for way too long, at least now i'm pretty much comfortable singing and shit or whatever. and i can hit the high notes. i couldn't believe how much of the vocals were in my lower register and generally weak and empty soudning without any feeling. fucking lamerz.
anyway, if you read this damn blog, buy a cd, so that we can make another one in a year. it'll definitely be better than this one, which is definitely better than all the old shit i archived earlier today. really, i promise! there's only a couple of clunkers.
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