Yes, I'm sober now... but I won't be in a few hours. Hopefully less if all goes well...
I have so much to say about this show. So so so much to say.
First of all- thank you to those who came out tonight. You are the best. And I hope you could hear everything ok.
Second of all- Saysha, no worry, I come home, I unload, and NOW I get drunk. :) But no worry. Vodka. *grin*
Third of all- I have to leave now so I can go get wasted and find my way home again. You know what I've eaten today? A muffin. I had a muffin at like, 10 o'clock this morning, and now I'm gonna go get wrecked. It'll take two seconds. It'll be great. Good times.
Ok... more to come...
Monday, July 24, 2006
July 24th @ Crash Mansion - Part Two
Ok, so... yes. Ok, now, I'm not drunk per se... but I'm not necessarily sober either... where to begin.
I got to Crash at about 6:03. Why? Because I was nervous and I like to get to shows early when I'm nervous because it gives me time to get ready and stop being so nervous. Or in this case to stress more.
The doors weren't open. Not only were the doors not open, but the bar wasn't open. Tragic! I will not bore you with my 40 minute freak out while waiting for the club to open. I will not bore you with my frantic attempts to contact friends and loved ones to let them know about this show which was the most poorly promoted Stewart show ever. I'm sorry everybody- I didn't even send out an f-ing bulletin till 2 hours before we went on. (Thank you Kristepher!!! :) You life saver you.)
So yes, not surprised that on a Monday nobody wanted to come to a show that they didn't know about and pay $8 to sit around and wait 45 minutes for us to go on. Not surprised at all. :) To all those who did come- serioulsy, thank you. And to those who couldn't make it- I totally understand, please know that my grumpiness is not aimed at you.
We began the evening with a fashion show. I brought 5 outfits, but only tried on 3. And although my sparkly flapper dress won the most enthusiastic accolades, it was my new tank and denim skirt that won the competition. As much as I love the sparkly dress- so hard to play in. So very hard.
We previewed a new song tonight- Guiltless. I'll post up the lyrics later. It's one of my new favorites. (But here's a secret- the new ones are always my favorites... *grin*) And we did a new cover. *hee hee* Which was very fun. I had my own private after party with Jay Green in Brooklyn:
JG: "How was the show?"
Me: "Can I have a drink please?"
Such a good bartender he didn't even need to ask what, he just knew. The mark of a true friend. :)
The good news is that it was fun. (I hope it was fun for you guys too.) The other good news is we're playing again soon. (2 weeks actually) Saturday, August 5th. The Continental. This one is in honor of so many things- triumph and tragedy. Love and... well, you know.
Set List:
-Without You
-Don't Look Back
-This Happens
-Real Dreams
-Six Degrees
-Stuck in My Head
-Guiltless
-Longest Time
-Try So Hard
I got to Crash at about 6:03. Why? Because I was nervous and I like to get to shows early when I'm nervous because it gives me time to get ready and stop being so nervous. Or in this case to stress more.
The doors weren't open. Not only were the doors not open, but the bar wasn't open. Tragic! I will not bore you with my 40 minute freak out while waiting for the club to open. I will not bore you with my frantic attempts to contact friends and loved ones to let them know about this show which was the most poorly promoted Stewart show ever. I'm sorry everybody- I didn't even send out an f-ing bulletin till 2 hours before we went on. (Thank you Kristepher!!! :) You life saver you.)
So yes, not surprised that on a Monday nobody wanted to come to a show that they didn't know about and pay $8 to sit around and wait 45 minutes for us to go on. Not surprised at all. :) To all those who did come- serioulsy, thank you. And to those who couldn't make it- I totally understand, please know that my grumpiness is not aimed at you.
We began the evening with a fashion show. I brought 5 outfits, but only tried on 3. And although my sparkly flapper dress won the most enthusiastic accolades, it was my new tank and denim skirt that won the competition. As much as I love the sparkly dress- so hard to play in. So very hard.
We previewed a new song tonight- Guiltless. I'll post up the lyrics later. It's one of my new favorites. (But here's a secret- the new ones are always my favorites... *grin*) And we did a new cover. *hee hee* Which was very fun. I had my own private after party with Jay Green in Brooklyn:
JG: "How was the show?"
Me: "Can I have a drink please?"
Such a good bartender he didn't even need to ask what, he just knew. The mark of a true friend. :)
The good news is that it was fun. (I hope it was fun for you guys too.) The other good news is we're playing again soon. (2 weeks actually) Saturday, August 5th. The Continental. This one is in honor of so many things- triumph and tragedy. Love and... well, you know.
Set List:
-Without You
-Don't Look Back
-This Happens
-Real Dreams
-Six Degrees
-Stuck in My Head
-Guiltless
-Longest Time
-Try So Hard
Saturday, July 15, 2006
Live Music
O'Death last night at Bowery- oh my god! So great! For anyone who hasn't checked out this band- they have to. Saysha calls it "Appalachian Punk". Brilliant!
http://www.myspace.com/odeath
www.odeath.net
There's something about watching live music- so you're standing there, right- and you're not really doing anything, but... you feel like you're part of this bigger thing. Like just by standing there, you're participating in life in such a way that is so important, so necessary, and so good, that how could you possibly picture spending any other second of your day?
And then it's over and you feel like a better person for having done it.
Two years ago I saw The Dead Milkmen play a memorial show for their bassist, Dave Blood, at the Trocadero in Philadelphia. My brother called me on my way to work and sent me and an email that said, "The Dead Milkmen are playing, you've got to call me back." 8 hours later I was 10 feet from the stage in a mosh pit trying to get a black eye. (I got elbowed, but not punched. Ah well.) That was literally the best show I've ever been to in my entire life. I laughed, I cried, I danced so hard I couldn't breathe- it was amazing.
I hope we can bring that kind-of joy and happiness into people's lives. That's what we try for. To have so much fun that by extension all of you can spend one moment, one half hour, one evening existing in a place where you can laugh and dance and sing and feel really good about yourself because you deserve it. You deserve to feel important and happy.
http://www.myspace.com/odeath
www.odeath.net
There's something about watching live music- so you're standing there, right- and you're not really doing anything, but... you feel like you're part of this bigger thing. Like just by standing there, you're participating in life in such a way that is so important, so necessary, and so good, that how could you possibly picture spending any other second of your day?
And then it's over and you feel like a better person for having done it.
Two years ago I saw The Dead Milkmen play a memorial show for their bassist, Dave Blood, at the Trocadero in Philadelphia. My brother called me on my way to work and sent me and an email that said, "The Dead Milkmen are playing, you've got to call me back." 8 hours later I was 10 feet from the stage in a mosh pit trying to get a black eye. (I got elbowed, but not punched. Ah well.) That was literally the best show I've ever been to in my entire life. I laughed, I cried, I danced so hard I couldn't breathe- it was amazing.
I hope we can bring that kind-of joy and happiness into people's lives. That's what we try for. To have so much fun that by extension all of you can spend one moment, one half hour, one evening existing in a place where you can laugh and dance and sing and feel really good about yourself because you deserve it. You deserve to feel important and happy.
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