No press, no peace, no love...
Well tomorrow is R-day (r stands for Recording). We'll be in the studio for maybe the last time as Via Ventura at least in our current configuration. Don't know if Nick is leaving yet or not for sure but Hawaii beckons him out of Seattle so we'll see. Gotta say that Joe seems like he'll take great care of us in the studio and he's a great connection to have made. We should be afforded the chance to play a small three song set at El Corozon in August as part of his studio band collaboration type thing.
Went to the Seattle Rock School showcase at the Vera tonight after work. Jon was in his usual "business as usual" mask pulling kids around, helping them tune guitars and getting their shit together. Besides running into Wendy and Julie-o, the highlight was getting the chance to talk to Ben from Visqueen about how it was to tour with the Muffs and how Ronnie got new glasses two weeks after I saw them play. I thought it had been about 10 years of him wearing those glasses but I was corrected. Ben is great and it's too bad that Visqueen cannot headline the show I have booked at the Sunset in September.
anyway, offers are out. No bands have bit. It'd be cool if I could book someone outrageous like Frank Black or Radiohead...or maybe Pearl Jam would come play a secret show for my humble guitarists' birthday. I can say what I want here...thus the tag on top. I get no press so fuck it HOWEVER...it seems that I accidentally created a booking/promotions company.
It's no secret to anyone who knows me that getting my foot in the door being a nobody isn't ever impossible for me. I booked the goddamn Sunset! MY band is playing the SUNSET!!! Still, I have to find two more bands with draws to bite and since I have no reputation as a booking agent or promoter under my current company name, it's probably a stretch to think that Frank Black will knock down my door tomorrow and beg me to play. Thank god Frank is too cool to read blogs!
I'm supposed to be warming up, practicing and working on sore spots. I think I'll make the band leave while I record at least one of the songs. Why? Because I CAN. it's fun and sometimes I like to have fun too.
It could be time to pop a xanax and watch the Dateline special on a hot Seattle Friday night in preparation for the big day of recording. In fact, it's two days of my life again for the band that just keeps going. I hate my life as much as I love it sometimes and this is one of these times. Dread and no press, no peace and definitely no love.
Went to the Seattle Rock School showcase at the Vera tonight after work. Jon was in his usual "business as usual" mask pulling kids around, helping them tune guitars and getting their shit together. Besides running into Wendy and Julie-o, the highlight was getting the chance to talk to Ben from Visqueen about how it was to tour with the Muffs and how Ronnie got new glasses two weeks after I saw them play. I thought it had been about 10 years of him wearing those glasses but I was corrected. Ben is great and it's too bad that Visqueen cannot headline the show I have booked at the Sunset in September.
anyway, offers are out. No bands have bit. It'd be cool if I could book someone outrageous like Frank Black or Radiohead...or maybe Pearl Jam would come play a secret show for my humble guitarists' birthday. I can say what I want here...thus the tag on top. I get no press so fuck it HOWEVER...it seems that I accidentally created a booking/promotions company.
It's no secret to anyone who knows me that getting my foot in the door being a nobody isn't ever impossible for me. I booked the goddamn Sunset! MY band is playing the SUNSET!!! Still, I have to find two more bands with draws to bite and since I have no reputation as a booking agent or promoter under my current company name, it's probably a stretch to think that Frank Black will knock down my door tomorrow and beg me to play. Thank god Frank is too cool to read blogs!
I'm supposed to be warming up, practicing and working on sore spots. I think I'll make the band leave while I record at least one of the songs. Why? Because I CAN. it's fun and sometimes I like to have fun too.
It could be time to pop a xanax and watch the Dateline special on a hot Seattle Friday night in preparation for the big day of recording. In fact, it's two days of my life again for the band that just keeps going. I hate my life as much as I love it sometimes and this is one of these times. Dread and no press, no peace and definitely no love.
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