Our new CD Someone Tell Me Where My Memory went will be here soon! Available on iTunes. Until then, we’ve taken the links to the rough cuts down. We’re really proud of it and hope you enjoy it.
Happy to announce that the Rub’s Tour de Force continues. For those of you that know us well, you understand that this level of motivation and effort is a freakish anomaly. Thrilled to be playing at the legendary Bitter End on Friday March 7th. We”ll go on promptly at 9:00pm. More details to follow one the bill is finalized. Hope to see you all there.
Some sad news to report: Blaggard’s Pub, a place near and dear the The Rub’s heart has served it’s last pint of Guinness.
If we’re being honest with ourselves, we should be surprised that it lasted this long. The plumbing was barely working for the past 7 or 8 years, the food was barely edible and the place had a distinct smell that left your clothes smelling like Blaggard’s for days after your visit.
And we loved it. It was a staple location for pre-rehearsal beers and was responsible for more than a few “late arrivals” to Montana. Keiran, Don and Grelin were some of the best and friendliest bartenders you’ll find; thanks for everything fellas.
Of course, there’s always the sister establishment located somewhere else in midtown, affectionately known as “posh Blaggards” – but we don’t even really know where that one is. Give us “shit Blaggard’s” any time and we were very happy indeed.
Right in the shadow of Penn Station it was a go to location for every problem drinker headed down to the LIRR or NJ Transit which made for some great people watching. The always drunk married guy who sat in there with 3 or 4 phones in front of him working them all constantly. The girl with the silly hat that looked like a JiffyPop on her head. The girl who looked like Tootie from The Facts of Life. The list goes on forever.
I’m sure they liked watching us too. Although I’m not so sure they liked us when we’d put on Master of Puppets in attempt to get them to leave in order to take their bar seats. Oh, well . . . the end of an era . . . .
It was always tough to get a cab around there anyway.
post script: I have no Earthly idea how this place ever managed to get an “A” on their food inspection certificate (above).
Thanks to all that came downtown in the pouring rain to see us last Friday night. Thanks especially to Rob and Cori and Fontana’s NYC and Jen from CEG presents. A good time was had by all, and we hope to be able to play there again soon.
For now though, it’s time to finish up the CD and get it in to mastering – we hope to have it finished pre-Christmas. After that, it’s back to rehearsals and writing for the next disc which we hope to record in the Spring.
Thanks again Everyone, and we’ll see you at the next show!
Really happy to be playing at Fontana’s on the Lower East Side, NYC on Friday December 6th. We’ll be starting at 8pm sharp, so be sure to get there early and have a few drinks beforehand. And afterwards, be sure to stick around and watch our good friends The Hypertonics’ set.
Should be a great time. Hope to see you there!
So, we went up to Quad Lakeside studios in Greenwood Lake NY for a long weekend on the 14th-16th and came away with 10 awesome tracks. Lou and Matt were amazing to work with, and the studio that Lou has built is nothing short of amazing. Lou is sort of a legend in the NYC studio business having owned the famous Quad Recording Studios in Times Square for decades. He’s recorded a roster of artists too long and impressive to list and it was generally an honor to watch him work and learn from him.
We had the time of our lives up there, just hanging out, recording and generally having a great time.
The songs sound terrific even in rough mix form and now it’s time to polish things up and keep making them better.
Good Evening . . .
No Practice this week, but some good news to report: Mike got a new refrigerator today.
It has come to our attention that Senior Santo is sometimes mistaken for the Brit Acid Jazz band’s frontman. We are legally precluded from posting Mon’s image on our site, but Jamiroquai is cooperating and will let us put his picture up. The resemblance really is uncanny.
Ahhh, the productivity continues . . .
Last night =
2 pizzas, Be Bop Deluxe, Zappa, Shakedown Street, Magma, some crappy band in the B Room, and no Mike P.
I should start by saying that I like Prog Rock as much as the next guy. I grew up listening to Yes, King Crimson, Rush, Genesis et al.
However, I have never come across anything like what I was introduced to last night. Magma. And they’ve been around since 1970.
First of all, they’re French. Second of all, their lyrics contain no real words. From their wikipedia page: Magma ” invented a constructed language Kobaian, in which most lyrics are sung. Kobaïan is a phonetic language made by elements of the Slavonic and Germanic languages to be able to express some things musically. The language has of course a content, but not word by word. ”
More: “In the course of their first album, the band tells the story of a group of people fleeing a doomed Earth to settle on the planet Kobaïa. Later, conflict arises when the Kobaïans — descendants of the original colonists — encounter other Earth refugees.”
They’re actually not bad though. I think Matt may have a life sized doll of their guitar player.