August again, again?

Yes, it has been a long year since last bothering to write into the ether.  And what has transpired?  Well, Bernie lost, so the thousands of dollars we helped raise on his behalf are hopefully going somewhere useful.  Shortly after that, Doug stopped returning calls, and has since been missing and feared dead.  This partially explains the lack of live playing in a year.  It’s harder than one might have thought to find someone who can play guitar, keys, and sing, and doesn’t mind doing it all for nothing but Schlitz.  But meanwhile, given the time off from the exhausting work of playing to empty but loving houses, writing and recording resumed, and there is now a long player in the can, which will come out shortly, maybe.  Or I could keep rewriting and rerecording until the end of time, which would be fine.

August again

Let’s see, what’s been happening….  We played a show downstairs at the Subterranean with some nice Virginia folks called Avers.  A tiny camera in the ceiling caught the action, and can be found at GigityTv.  It even includes some sound check, neat!

Later this month we’re going to play BernieFest 2015, with all proceeds somehow making their way into Bernie Sanders’ pocket.  We are hoping for some quid pro quo in the form of a cushy diplomatic post, maybe Luxembourg or Malta.

Work on a new release continues unabated, and a furious bidding war between Columbia and Atlantic is surely not far away.

Summer is only the unfulfilled promise of spring

Next week, or rather the week after, June 11th anyhow, we’ll be at The Beat Kitchen opening up for Canadian fuzz monsters Pet Sun.  I know I say this every time and it’s getting a bit predictably redundant, but I’m pretty sure this is going to be a good show with a good turnout and with fun times had by all.  In the meantime we’re (I’m) still pounding away on a new record, writing new songs, discarding half written ones, and recording things in fits and spurts.

“Summer is only the unfulfilled promise of spring, a charlatan in place of the warm balmy nights I dream of in April.  It’s a sad season of life without growth…It has no day.”

This is the future

It’s a new year, nothing has been posted for ages…  Apathy envelopes.  Even our fucking cover photo is out of date.  That dude with his head turned?  Haven’t seen him in months.

That being said, it’s essential to keep putting one foot in front of the other.  On January 20th, we will be at Schuba’s, playing lots of new music.  One of the bands just dropped out, so we might just play for hours and see who sticks around.  On January 15th around 7:30p, we will be on WLUW 88.7, turning air waves into electricity, then into radio waves, back into electricity, and finally returning it to the air, all while struggling to suppress my sailor mouth.  The FCC is one more problem I don’t need.