Tuesday, July 22nd, 2003
"I've got blisters on my fingers!"
Post-mortem of last night’s show:
The Good – Elephant Micah, all the way from Richmond, Indiana, were really good. Nice blend of Varnaline, quiet Sebadoh and Son Volt – wonderfully laid back midwestern folk, too. I happily bought one of their CDs. We were also pretty good, especially in light of the 10-month layoff since our last show. I made a few gaffes, some a little obvious, but I’m allowed. The cello sounded very good and there was a tightness that had been rather fleeting in rehearsals. Good stuff. Also, a better than expected turnout for a rainy Monday night, especially since many folks decided to wait for the Wavelength show on August 3 to show their support. I got to see some friends whom I haven’t seen in upwards of a year and a half for whatever reason. Also nice to meet some folks – namely Graig and Carla – whom I’d only talked to through blogs and email before. Thanks for coming, guys.
The Bad – The first band cancelled, or more accurately, we figured they cancelled when they just didn’t show up. The ‘promoter’, whom none of us had spoken to or even knew was involved with this show, who a) took over the door, b) jacked up the price of admission when he saw it wouldn’t be a huge crowd (my sincerest apologies to everyone who had to pay $7 to see just two bands) and c) disappeared with all proceeds from the door before we finished our set. The next hour was spent hassling the management at the club to try and find the guy, as they had no idea where he was either.
The Ugly – We were ready to open up a case of Happy Tree Friends on the promoter when he was finally tracked down at another club. Since he said he was coming straight back to settle up, it let the rest of us haul the gear back to the rehearsal space. I didn’t get to bed until 2:30 (see previous post) and got up at 6:30. Needless to say, I am not terribly awake or alert this AM. Also filed under ‘ugly’ is my right index finger. Trying to draw blood while hammering away on your guitar may seem like a good idea at the time, but it’s really not. And I didn’t even manage to do it – just a nasty blister.
So after a long layoff, we’re back into the live performance end of things and it feels good. We need to get some more material, continue rearranging some of what we’ve got and figure out how to get shows while working around the asshole factor that seems to be endemic to the club scene here in town. I begin to understand the kvetching that goes on with bands around here.
There are some pictures from last night that’ll go up here and on the Lake Holiday website when I get them processed, probably tonight. And by “processing” digital camera shots, I mean photoshopping our heads onto Whitesnake’s bodies.
np – Elephant Micah / Your Dreams Are Feeding Back