Wednesday, April 26, 2006

Interview: Mercury Bullet.

Hmmm. Not sure how to start this blog out. I don't want to offend anyone with what I say. I guess I can start off by explaining why I wanted to interview Fresno "rock/metal/pregressive" band Mercury Bullet.

I was browsing through the bulletin posts on Myspace not too long ago, and I saw something from Mercury Bullet saying they wanted their fans to name their upcoming CD.

"Name our upcoming CD!!!!!!!!!" I believe that was what the bulletin's subject line was.

I thought this was really weird. Why would a band want their fans to name their CD??? Isn't the whole point of being in a band to create content that will be interesting for your fans? What's next, letting your fans write your song titles - or even your songs?!?!?! If I were in a band, I sure as hell wouldn't want my fans naming my CD. First off, I wouldn't trust them to come up with a cool title and, second, it just seems wrong.

The bulletin post gave a link to a blog posting on Mercury Bullet's Myspace page. I suggest you read the blog so you can get an understanding of what I'm talking about here.

After reading the blog, my first reaction was to write my own blog, explaining how ridiculous I thought the concept of letting your fans name your CD was. Instead, I thought I'd try to be fair and let Mercury Bullet explain why they were doing this. Hence the whole interview thing.

So I came up with a few questions and asked the band if they'd be interested in doing an e-mail interview. The band's drummer, Jeremiah Dasalla, wrote back saying he'd be the one answering the questions. Upon checking my e-mail box this morning, the answers came from Andrew Beasley, Mercury Bullet's guitarist. So I don't know who the hell answered the questions below.

Maybe I wasn't clear enough in the questions I asked, but the answers I got were very disappointing. I was hoping the band would go a little deeper into why they wanted fans to name their CD. They gave a pretty simple response. You'll see...

Hell, they must be doing something right. The guys have like 50 million "friends" on their Myspace. I just keep wondering what ever happened to the good ol' days when bands came up with their own creative album titles. But maybe Mercury Bullet is on to some kind of fan/band interactive relationship that will raise their awareness. I still think it's pretty lame.

And like I said above: I'm not trying to offend anyone with this blog. I'm just stating my opinion. If Mercury Bullet or any of their fans reads this and gets upset, it's all good. I just think it's something worth pointing out and investigating. To the five-piece's credit, I totally respect the fact that they're playing tons of shows and working hard. More power to 'em.

P.S. Before we move on to the questions, I just wanted to let everyone know that last night I had to pay five freakin' dollars for a large black tea at Tower District's Teazer tea house. I was shocked. I expected to pay $2 or $3 at the most. But when it rang up "$5.13" I thought the guy workin' the register was trying to screw me. Anyway, that is freakin' ridiculous - $5 for a cup of tea!!! What is this world coming to?

Anyway... Ladies and Gentlement, Mercury Bullet...

Mitch on Speed: Whered the name Mercury Bullet come from?
Mercury Bullet: Well, it is something that can't happen. You can't make a Mercury Bullet 'cause when mercury gets too hot it melts.(We're nerds! lol!)

Now let's get to the whole point of why I'm doing this interview. In your band's Myspace blog, you're asking fans to choose a name for your upcoming full-length CD. I find this odd. Explain why you're doing this.
Well, we are playing music for the fans. So we figured this new CD should be all about the fans, so why not have them name it for us.

So far, approximately 60 fans have left comments in your blog, giving title suggestions. Have you picked one yet?
We haven't picked a name yet, but there's been some really good names. And we want to thank everyone who gave us a name. Keep them coming!!!

How will you decide whose suggestion to choose? Will you make them sign a waiver?
Well, we are going to pick the one that we think will refelect the music on this CD the best.

I have a title suggestion: Mercury Bullet (self-titled). What do you think about that one?
LOL. Good one! But that's what the last (CD) one was.

You mention in the blog that the 2004-released Mercury Bullet record didnt have a title. Why didnt you give it a name?
We figured that we would just not name it and let the music speak for itself.

When is the album coming out?
Either late October or early November.

Are you self-releasing it, or will you be on some kind of label?
Yes, we are self-releasing it. We aren't on a label but if anyone is interested in signing us fill free to! LOL!

Is there a tour in the works?
Yup. We are planning one for July. Up through Northern Cali and Washington. In Washington, we are planning on playing a festival called Tomfest.

What is Mercury Bullet's short & long-term goals? Just curious.
We plan to do lots of touring all over the U.S. and continuing to play music. As long as people will listen, we will play.

Closing comments?
Thank you to all our fans. You are the reason why we do this. Thank you Mitch for the interview, and everyone expect a surprise when the new CD comes out!!!

Interviewed by Mitchell Peters

Monday, April 24, 2006

91 Years.

1915.

Young. Ottoman. Turks. Systematic massacre. One point five million, silently remembered. Denied. Shhh, don't worry, we won't tell anyone.

Yes, it's a good day for a "so-called" Genocide.

Tuesday, April 18, 2006

Waylon and Me, Two Geminis.

Howdy.

In honor of the this next blog, I've decided to scroll my iPod all the way down to Waylon Jennings. If my reader isn't familiar with the music of Jennings, the original country outlaw, then I advise the reader to find his/her way to the nearest music retailer and/or file sharing software and buy or steal Waylon's album, Honky Tonk Heroes. Don't think about it, just do it. It's golden. I suggest track numbers 1,8 & 9. God damn.

Most of the songs were written by Billy Joe Shaver, but the songs wouldn't be worth a damn if Waylon weren't singing them. Trust me. I've heard Billy crooning some of the same songs and they don't even come close. One probably wouldn't think I'm a big country music fan, and they'd be right: I'm not. But Waylon Jennings holds a special place in my heart. Not only because he was (hes now dead) fucking awesome, but because he's one of my dad's favorite artists.

My dad doesn't listen to much music. In fact, I almost never see him listening to his music. Most of his record collection consists of old Neil Diamond and Waylon Jennings albums. There's a couple Beach Boys and CCR in the mix, but that's about it. My dad wasn't really into music when he was growing up. Neither was my mother or either of my older sisters. Don't ask me why music is my main passion. I wouldn't be able to tell you. But somewhere along the line it caught my interest.

Anyway. A few years back, I overheard my dad listening to some of his Waylon records. He had always tried to get me to listen to them with him, but I would refuse. The idea of country music didn't appeal to me, so I automatically closed my mind to the idea. But this wasn't country music, it was "Outlaw" music. I guess there's a difference. This ain't the shit you'll find on CMT. It's authentic. Kenny Chesney and Keith Urban got nothin' on Waylon. I doubt Chesney and Urban share a crash pad to get wasted on booze and pills. Waylon and Johnny Cash did. Maybe those two country glammers do have a crash pad they share, but I seriously doubt it. But I'm sure theyre too busy refining their cheesy lyrics and fake accents. (But they do sell a shitload of albums, so I guess they're doing something right. That, or their listeners are ... ).

After I finally got around to listening to Waylon, I understood why my father would say, "He's got the best voice you'll ever hear, son." I don't agree with that completely, but it's pretty damn good. Ask around and many will agree. I know I would. Its good. By the way, I forget to mention that my dad is the nicest person you'll ever meet in your life.

I got excited about a year ago when I had the opportunity to interview Waylons son Shooter Jennings. Shooter is the hot new thing in country music. He's not nearly as good as Waylon, but I think daddy's name has helped him along a bit. There reason I was excited to interview him is because I knew my dad would think it was kinda cool. As I expected, he did think it was cool. I later gave him a copy of the article I wrote about Shooter.

Um, since this whole blog is getting kinda long, I'll get to the point. About a week ago, I was Googling the date of my birth: June 15. At the top of the search results was a Wikipedia link. (Wikipedia is a free online encyclopedia.)

The link gave a bunch of info about past shit that's happened on June 15 (birthdays, historical events, deaths, etc.). As I was looking through people who were born on June 15, guess whose name I saw on the list? Yep, Waylon Jennings. Twin Geminis. I got a chill. It was strange that my father's son was born on the same day as his favorite singer of all time. What's more weird is that the father doesn't really like music, and the one artist he does happen to adore was born on the same day as his only son. Hmmm. Coincidence? I think not.

Now, I don't know what this means but I'm convinced it's something. Maybe a sign. Perhaps God just works in mysterious ways. There's also the possibility that I'm looking more into this than I need to be. I doubt it. I'm sure it'll hit me someday. And when it does, I'll be ready.

At least now when people ask when my birthday is, I won't have to say: "It's the day that falls between Flag Day (6/14) and 2Pac's birthday (6/16)." I will simply say: "It's on the same day as Waylon Jennings'."

Monday, April 10, 2006

Review: Pinkeye @ Meatball Magic.

It's 2:56 a.m. It still feels like Friday, but technically it's Saturday morning. Shit, I have to take my truck into the shop in a few hours. It's been running kinda weird these days. Figure I better get it checked on. I'm not a fan of breaking down in the middle of the road. It's never actually happened to me, but I imagine its not fun. I've a tire blow on the freeway, and that damn near sucked. I had to wait like 3 hours for AAA to come because my spare was stuck underneath the truck and I didn't have the right tool to remove it.

I was driving to Los Angeles and it blew right outside of Bakersfield. The tow truck guy gave me a ride back home. I had to listen to his ass talk about how he wanted to start a rent-to-own furniture business, and how some of his female customers want to have sex with him. It was interesting. But enough about that. Let's talk about what happened tonight at the Red Lantern. Hmmm, I'm setting it up as if some crazy shiz went down... No worries, it was just Pinkeye.

As some of you know, Fresno's Pinkeye "reunited" for a show at Meatball Magic. (p.s. there wont be any links because my computer is too slow and I don't feel like dealing with it.) I put quotes around reunited because I have a feeling Pinkeye will be "reuniting" many times in the years to come (which probably means every time Pinkeye frontman "Bad" Andy Bunnell comes to visit Fresno). Bad Andy - who recently moved to L.A. - was back in town to play a couple Pinkeye gigs. The first was at Fresno State late Friday (4/7) afternoon. Apparently, it was for a school project (or some shit like that). Do I care? No. The second show was at the aforementioned Meatball Magic (indie/electro dance party at the Red Lantern on Belmont).

In his blog, Fresno Bee music writer Mike Oz said something about the show being a CD release party for Pinkeye's new album, Ravishing. Technically, I dont think it was a CD release party, although it was the first time the band sold the new record. The album has been done for a while now, but for one reason or another, it's never been "officially" released. Whatever. I guess if whoever is reading this really wants a copy of Ravishing, they can find Pinkeyes Myspace page and contact them. I don't know the exact price, but a source in the band says they rang from $6 to $8. Oh yeah, the artwork on the album was done by Fresno native (Ronald) Dzerigian. I think he lives in L.A. now. (Random Ronald fact: his birthday is on 9/11).

Let's back up a second. I knew I'd end up going to Meatball Magic tonight, not only because I like Pinkeye a lot, but because I knew MM's Alan (aka Miss CoCo) would give me shit if I didn't show. He's one of the DJs there. (By the way, in case you didn't catch it earlier Friday evening, Meatball Magic "DJs" - Heinz, Cuddles and Cuckoo - were interviewed on Fresnos 88.1 on your FM dial. Alan said he was gonna try and stream the interview on MM's Myspace page.)

Every time Meatball Magic rolls around (first and third Friday of every month), I'm really tired and don't feel like going out. Tonight was no different, but I forced myself. Prior to leaving my house, I was sleeping. And before that I was watching "The Sopranos." Anyone watching the new season? It's kinda dark. Me like. It's taken a while to get rollin', but I think things are finally starting to pick up. Sunday's new episode should be legit. We'll see.

So... what should I say about the Pinkeye show? I guess I can start off by saying the opening bands were The Batteries, It'll Grow Back and a solo performance from James Brittain-Gore (formerly of No Cello). In between bands, DJ Kumar "Niilo" Santiago provided some tunes. I made up that DJ name because I cant remember the real one. But I'm guessing it's based on some character in a John Waters film.

I felt important tonight because shortly after I arrived at Meatball, James Brittain-Gore came up and handed me a copy of his upcoming self-titled debut release. The cover of the album has a cool drawing of Brittain-Gores face, sketched by Breanna Smeds. (Plug, plug.) Ha. Just kidding. James is on Myspace in case you want to chat with him about his new record. Its got 10 tracks, and it was recorded by Matt Orme at Gardenside Studios in Fresno. There's a bunch of guest performers on there. Should be interesting.

OK, back to Pinkeye. Well, here's the first thing that kinda sucked: Pinkeye didn't even step on stage until after one. Keep in mind the Red Lantern starts kickin' people out about 1:45 (as do most bars in this state). The place was pretty packed with a bunch of Fresno rock stars. I was disappointed to see Rademacher frontman Malcolm Sosa was NOT there. Shame, shame. Fresnofamous.com Editor Jarah Euston said Sosa was home asleep. She would know because she's his girlfriend. In case ya'll didn't know, Fresno Famous is a sponsor of Meatball Magic. FF has a sign and everything to prove it. Just thought I'd toss that fact into the mix.

So by the time Pinkeye stepped on stage, the place was almost ready to close. But that didn't stop them from rockin'. Bad Andy started the off by saying like, "Its been too fuckin' long Fresno." Um, didn't he only move away like two months ago??? Ha. I'm joking. Don't trip Bunnell. It's always interesting watching a Pinkeye gig. It's especially interesting for me to watch since I'm like the only one not dancing. I've said this before and I'll say it again: People can't help but shake their booty's while watching Pinkeye perform. I guess the music is really catchy or something. I haven't come across many people who dont like the band. I think it boils down to Bad Andy being a badass songwriter. That's my opinion, at least. It probably didn't hurt that Meatball Magic is a dance party and people attended the event with bootay-shakin' on their mind's.

Regardless, Pinkeye could play at a funeral and people would still dance. Speaking of which, the guys played their ever-popular KFSR 90.7 hit "Texas Funeral." Well, the song isn't a hit on the Fresno State station anymore, but it was about two years ago when I was a DJ there. Tonight's show also included such favorites at "Library Girl" and "Ravishing." That last song is one of my favorites. Apparently, it used to be an old American Sloth song. Yeah. There were more songs, but I already forgot which ones. The usual.

I got the biggest smile on my face when Niilo stepped on stage to play bass on a few songs. Niilo was Pinkeye;s original bassist until he left to pursue other musical endeavors. Now Niilo fronts the Magic Whores, who are pretty neato. It was nice seeing the old gang back together. Brought back memories of the good ol' days when I had faith that Pinkeye could actually have a presence in the music world beyond Fresno. Oh well.

That's about it. I'll end the blog with these words: The show was fun. And I think everyone else had fun, too. I guess I could write a little more, but I'm too tired. If anyone was at the show and wants to post something I forget to mention, the floor is all yours... Night.

p.s. does anybody know who those two really tall dudes were? One was wearing a K Records T-shirt if that is any help. They looked like there were in an hip band or something.

Monday, March 13, 2006

Kat Jones on Touring.

I'll make this intro quick. Kat Jones (Myspace) is a singer/songwriter from Fresno, Calif. If you're from around here and you haven't heard of her, you must be living under a rock. She's the closest thing Fresno has to a rock star. Well, her music isn't really rock... but for Fresno standards, she's pretty famous. Kat is also one of the few musicians I personally know who has toured extensively.

And that's one of the reasons I interviewed her: to show musicians in Fresno that it's not impossible to embark on a nationwide tour. Hopefully y'all will get something out of it. It's an interesting interview even if you don't give a damn about touring. Ha! Anyway, Kat is moving to Nashville on March 15th, and her last show is on the 14th at The Revue in Fresno's Tower District. It starts at 7:30. BE THERE EARLY!

Before we start, I'd like to tell everyone how Kat and I first met. It's not the most interesting of stories, but I'm going to tell it anyway.

Hmmm, it was Winter 2002. I was in London for a few months - going to school. It was a transfer program through Fresno State. I shared a flat with three other guys, one of them was Ben McEntee (The Nancys & The Soma Holidays). Ben is friends with Kat. At the time, Kat was doing missionary work in Scotland, and decided to visit Ben in London for a few days. So I came home from class one day, and there was Kat sitting alone waiting for Ben. I think that's what happened. I'm not 100 percent sure, but it sounds good to me. So I chatted with her for a few minutes and that's it. Great story, right? OK, here's the interview.

Interviewed by Mitchell Peters

Before we start, please introduce yourself by telling everyone a little about the type of music you make.

Let's see. I am a singer/songwriter in the vein of Tom Waits, Nick Cave, Emmy Lou Harris, & Neil Young I guess. I began writing in 1997.

Discography:
2000- Burning Ears Unsigned Artist Comp. (Velvet Blue Music)
2001- The Glory Green e.p. (Out Of Print)
2002- Building e.p. (Velvet Blue Music)
2003- Demos For Lenz #'s 1, 2, & 3 (Out of Print)
2004- La Rosa, La Calavera (Full Length)
2004- I'll Be Home For Christmas (Out Of Print)
2004- All I Want For Christmas (Lujo Records Out Of Print)
2006- Demos For Friends #1 (Limited Pressing)

Cool. Tell us how many nationwide tours you've been on.

I think this is the 6th or 7th. I'm not sure.

What first gave you the idea to touring? What'd your family think?

Ever since before I started working with Velvet Blue Music I knew that I wanted to be on that label and use it as a catalyst for touring. The whole idea was that playing live is an art medium in and of itself, and the only way you can become good at it is to tour relentlessly. So it made sense to begin doing it as soon as possible.

My parents are still terrified by it. And I totally understand why. The more I've toured the more friends I've had who've either had members of their bands killed on the road or were in near fatal accidents (all as a result of a drunk driver - not in the band but the other vehicle). I know an alarming amount of people who have come ridiculously close to dying on the road. It's a hazardous job.

How did you go about organizing and setting up your first tour? How many dates was it?

My first tour was with a label mate called MAP. We went on the road for 10 wonderful days. The tour was organized by an amazing friend of mine who believed it was something he needed to do to support me. He did the whole tour for free - which is totally unheard of - and we had a lot of really amazing shows.

What's one of the harshest lessons you've learned on the road?

The single harshest lesson I've learned is to make sure that I don't retreat into myself, but make sure that I am paying attention to the needs of everyone around me. It's very easy to almost naturally get into a selfish mode when you're on the road. You're constantly relying on other people to help out with things because it puts you in often vulnerable and helpless positions. The actual road can be very hypnotizing as well, and I am often lulled into long silences by it which depending on the person touring with me can also be a bad thing.

We were chatting a few weeks ago at The Revue in the Tower District, and
you mentioned that one's body undergoes dramatic changes after a couple weeks on the road. Tell everyone what you're talking about.

Oh my goodness. I have to explain first that both of my parents are therapists and so this kind of thing is really interesting. After about 10 days of being on the road (and producing a lot of adrenaline in order to get by during those 10 days) your body begins to believe that you're in danger because you're using sooo much adrenaline. What happens as a result of this is that one can become irritable, needy, extremely lonely, one's hormones get charged up because you're body thinks you need to procreate in order for you to survive... all sorts of crazy things happen, and I've watched it occur with the people around me on almost every tour I've been on. Then when you get home it can be extremely hard because you begin to go through adrenaline withdrawal. I get paranoid, I can't be around large groups of people, and I can't drink caffeine because it makes me dramatically anxious and nervous. It can be really hard to deal with. I can't be social at all the first few days of being home. But then it goes away and I want to be on the road again.

Describe a day-in-the-life of being on tour.

Wake up, drive to the venue, meet the promoter, plug in, play, sit behind your merch table and meet people, go to sleep, do it the next day. That's the way at first. It's actually a lot easier for me now that I know so many people all over the U.S. and I can book dates that are closer to each other now, which is wonderful so there aren't that many 9-14 hour drives. So now touring often consists of meeting people I really respect or re-connecting with friends I haven't seen in a long time. That part of it makes all the work totally worth it.

What's been your mode of transportation through all these jaunts?

SHANIQUA! She's my wonderful white & pink conversion van. I love her.

What role has networking with other musicians played in your touring career?

I think it's totally invaluable. When I work with the musicians instead of the promoters themselves I have way more confidence in the shows that I'm going to. I know that those musicians are really promoting the crap out of the show and going to bring their audience and when it's the right band it really works wonderfully. When one just contacts the promoters they often don't put that much work into the show and then you show up and there's a cover band or a band that is completely wrong as far as generating a good show is considered. Then you don't have fun, the band doesn't have fun, and it's not as much fun for the audience.

Do you currently have a booking agent? If not, have you ever worked with one?

I do not. I've had three booking agents so far. Booking agents are really interesting. You have to get the right fit. It's really important to find someone that you trust and who trusts you.

How do you go about doing press promotion in the markets you perform?

Ideally, one wants to be playing radio shows and in-stores before every show. This is not always possible. One also wants to be playing on the local college radio station for a few months before you arrive in town and doing interviews the day of a show or a couple days before on the phone. Realistically, it's often not possible w/o a press agent. I don't have one right now, so the bulk of our press consists of people on the street team making posters and passing out flyers before we get to cities. Which is pretty effective also.

Have any of your tours been profitable?

You know, I'm not sure. By the grace of God I've never had one that didn't break even. I have had a lot of friends who've had to come home early from tours before because otherwise they'd be stranded in some city in the middle of the U.S. and I've heard of bands having to move to the cities they were stranded in and get jobs in order to make enough money to leave and get home. I guess I'm an anomaly. Whenever we've been ultra strapped for cash the exact amount that we've always needed has been delivered. I've got weird stories about it. Like strangers walking up to me and giving me $200 because they felt like they were supposed to.

What's been the best thing about touring?

Meeting people and making friends. If that doesn't happen on a tour or if I'm not able to affect people's lives touring feels utterly worthless to me. I've felt like there was no point to it before but then a few months after the tour I get to see everything that came of it.

Why do you think it is that more Fresno musicians don't tour?

Well, I don't usually recommend that bands tour unless they're on a label really. So I think that plays a big role in it. Touring is hard enough without there being a built in audience ready to see you for the first time at a venue. It's always nice to meet fans of the label that I'm on who come out to shows and I'm grateful for their support.

The other thing is that booking a tour is really really hard work. I can't begin to describe the difficulty and I'm sure that gets discouraging. It's totally discouraging for me when I'm doing it because you might not see the fruits of your labor for months.

Got any advice for emerging bands/artists that wish to start touring but don't know how?

Take is SLOW. Work hard on developing yourself in Fresno first. I would say work your way out in concentric circles. Play shows closer to Fresno first and slowly work your way out. If you're supposed to continue out farther, the need will be made apparent. But move carefully. There is no need to rush things. When the train comes and you get on it you might want off. It's a pretty intense and fast ride. DO NOT GET INTO HEAVY DRUGS ON THE ROAD. Bands that do that break up. It causes too much drama. (Case-in-point: Watch the documentary DIG. It's totally true.)

You're moving to Nashville March 15th. What's that all about?

My boyfriend lives there. For personal reasons he can't move here (even though he loves Fresno) and we've been together for two years, so I'm moving there. I think it's the right time too. Represent Fresno on the eastern part of the U.S. for a while.

Any upcoming events you wish to plug?

My last show in town is Tuesday, March 14th @ The Revue in the Tower District. Aspen Hollow (another Fresno songwriter who I'm bringing on tour with me) and Hotel Underground (from Riverside) are also playing. And then I will play my last set in town. I'm going to be using the time to talk a lot about art and the process of making art as well as answering people's questions (you can ask anything) and I will be explaining the meanings behind the songs before I start playing them. I will, of course, be taking requests. It starts at 7:30, but it's going to be PACKED because The Revue is really tiny, so you might want to get there early and mark out your seat.


Sunday, February 19, 2006

Is Fresno Stale?

I'm going to direct you (the reader) to my "Mitch on Speed" MySpace blog. The only reason I'm doing this is because people left comments there that are worth reading. If you don't wanna go there, here's the blog:

I'm not pinpointing any specific bands when I say this, but does the Fresno music scene seem a little stale lately? One could argue that it's been stale for a while. I don't know. Maybe it's just me and my lack of enthusiasm. I just haven't been excited to see any shows lately - at all.

There are a few coming up that I'm looking forward to - one in particular - but nothin' that's knockin' my socks off. It just seems as if we're in a down time right now. The same bands are playing over and over - nothing fresh. No cool outta town bands (in my opinion). I guess it's always been like that. Maybe it's just a cycle and the next phase will be really exciting. But I have my doubts. Too bad I'm not a huge Six Ounce Gloves (they have a really cool quote on their MySpace) fan; maybe that would rile me up. I guess SOG just got signed to a label, or whatever... Woohoo.

I think I've asked this question before, but where the hell are all the young bands hiding??? Are you out there, practicing in your mother's basement, waiting patiently to reveal yourselves to the world? Please let me know, 'cause I need a fix. I'd wager that a lot of other Fresnans do too. I need a band that's going to kick my ass a little. It doesn't matter what the genre is. As long as they're good and show a little enthusiasm. I'll also gladly accept a band that doesn't show enthusiams - as long as they don't suck.

It doesn't even have to be a band. Give me a great singer/songwriter that I can sink my teeth into. (I'm not saying that aren't good ones out there, but I just haven't found any that I'm going gaga over.)

I don't know. Maybe I'm just bitching and whining here. I don't care, though; what I'm saying is the truth. I feel things are very stale right now. I like that word - stale. It's a good one. I'm not sayin' local bands who've been around for a while shouldn't keep on playing, I'm just looking for new talent. And, at this point, it doesn't seem like there is any. I guess there's nothing that can be done about it.

Maybe we just need to try and bring some decent outta town bands, even though we all know that won't happen. Unless you want to see friggin' Bon Jovi perform at the Save Mart Center. I don't even know why I just wrote that - I hate Bon Jovi, expect for that song "Blaze of Glory," or whatever it's called. God, he is annoying. Especially that dumbass smiley face logo the band is using. Anyway, I'm getting off topic.

Actually, I think I'm done. Kind of a pointless blog, but oh well.

Thursday, February 09, 2006

Lost Ring In Armenia.


Words: Mitchell Peters

I don't remember how this story starts. It's not a story, though. It's a tale. Not typical. Actually, I dont even know what a tale is. OK. It takes place in this little country called Armenia. It's tiny; I'm not exaggerating. Have you heard of the place, dear reader? Of course you have. Hey, do me a favor. Go to your nearest map/globe and find the country. It borders Turkey and Russia. And a couple others, too. I know what the other countries are, but I'd rather not tell you. You'll find out if you go and look for yourself. It'll be worth it, trust me. Do you trust me? Yes. Anyway. I was in Armenia with a handful of students from Fresno State. July 2005. Have you heard of Fresno? It's a town in Central California. It's hot. Dry. Desert. Or so they say. Roll down your car windows in the summer. No air conditioning. What do you call that? Armenian air conditioning. That's what someone once told me. Maybe my brother-in-law. Or my cousin. Some people like Fresno; others don't. I like certain aspects of it. My house if one of those aspects. It's peaceful: grapevines and pink sunsets. Quarter-mile driveway. Wild dogs. Rooney. Coyotes screaming at night. Packs of them. Stray cats. Lizards. Soaring hawks. Oh, how I love watching the hawks. Sixty-foot pine trees. My dad's '77 golden El Camino all original. Dirt roads. Shattered windows. Sheds with lime green chemicals inside. Tractors. Many tractors: green and red. A long canal with tadpoles; sometimes small fish. Quiet. A chemical plant down the road. An orange orchard across the street. Acres of plums in my front yard. Almonds. Flames. Raisins. Fowler. Planted with Armenian hands. Yes. Armenian hands. Not mine. Family that came before me. Many years before me. Sounds good, right? It is. But there's something that saddens me. And angers me at the same time. Track homes. But we won't get into that. They won't destroy my property. I'll stop now since you have no idea what I'm talking about. Or do you? It doesn't matter. Let's get back to the story - I mean - tale. Tail. I was about to tell it, remember? Tangents.

The tale is about a ring. The ring is silver. I wear it on my right hand almost every day. On the fourth finger from my thumb. I don't know what that finger is called. I don't care. Now, I don't wear this particular ring on special occasions. I save my Madrid ring for that. I got it in Spain. Madrid. Miriam. Madness. Denmark. Copenhagen. Pilgrimage. Breathtaking. Random art museums. Sol. OK, I'm done now. Tangents, dont you love 'em? The ring (not the Madrid one) has a black line going around the center. The inside has an imprint: "925." That means its silver. That's what they told me. I don't remember who "they" are. But I know "they" told me. My sister gave it to me. A gift. Older sister. Do you know her name? I do. I've had the ring forever. Yes, forever. I'm not sure how long that is. But It's a long time. I think. When I went to Armenia, I simply had to take the ring with me. I'm not sure why. I guess I would feel sort of naked without it. Or maybe it's because I wanted to have a piece of my family there with me. Although, they were already there. My ancestors. Like I said, I'm not sure why. But I took it. I love that ring. Connected. I'm not wearing it as I write this. It's nighttime. I usually take it off at night, then put it back on in the morning. Anyway. Where was I? Oh, yes; the ring. We were about two weeks into the trip. The group was based in Yerevan. Yerevan is the capitol (I spelled that wrong on purpose) of Armenia. You didn't know that. Well, maybe some of you did. The special ones. One night, I was with some friends. We were standing in front of a post office in Yerevan. It was near the city square. Republic Square. Sounds Soviet. It probably was. You know, back in the USSR. Long gone. Or is it? As I was standing on the steps under the dark sky, I used my thumb to reach over and play with the ring, which should have been on the fourth finger over of my right hand. I'm left-handed. It wasn't there. Missing. Panic. Let me repeat that: PANIC. I never take my ring off. Only when I got to bed. Or the bathroom. I'm in the streets of Armenia. Lonely. The name of the street is too difficult to spell. (Mesrop Mashtots.) Armenian alphabet. A. B. C. (Ա. Բ. Գ.) Heart beats faster. It never does. "Where the fuck is my ring?" Over and over, I repeated this. In my head. I'm a little obsessive about it. Can you tell? I try to stay calm. Search my pockets. Not there. Look on the sidewalk below me. Not there. I stay silent. Cigarette smoke everywhere. Could it be at the restaurant where we just ate? Mmmm. That was a great meal. So good; so cheap. No. Confusion, followed by more panic. Ugh! I leave the people I was with. I did. You already know why. I don't remember if I told them my ring was missing. The ring with the black line. "925." My sister. It was 10 p.m. Or something like that. I wouldn't sleep that night until my ring was found. My eyes grew wide as I walked the street retracing my steps. I walked for what seemed like miles. Maybe more; probably less. My eyes focused on the ground, hoping to spot a silver sparkle. It slowly slipped. Hope, that is. So cliche. But that's OK. It was true. I kept telling myself: "There's nothing you can do. It's gone. Just accept it." I began to accept it. I tried to spin the tragedy to my favor. "Hey, at least you lost it in Armenia - the Old Country." It would be like leaving a piece of myself in the birthplace of my ancestors. My people. Bitlis. My family's old stomping grounds. Armenia. Sunflower seeds. Authentic, beautiful women. Mona. Saroyan. Fresno. $8,400. Farming. Ashes scattered over the mountains. That whole bit.

I walked for a couple hours. No ring. Gone. Goodbye. Forever. I went back to my hotel room. 413. I thought it would be there. (The ring; black line) I had little doubt in my mind it wouldn't be. I arrive at our room on the fourth floor. Five beds. One bathroom. Four flights of stairs. I search the room. Nothing. Hope fades, fades, fades. Gone. I've accepted that its gone. My heart breaks silently. Tears. Beats skipped. Whatever. It did something, I know that much. Empty pain. Filled my stomach. Hurt. Bad. I walked back to the outdoor caf where my friends were. I order an espresso. I love coffee at night. They asked if I found the ring. No. No more words. A sad silence. I walk back to my hotel. 413. Who knows what time it is? University Hotel. Alone. Depressed. Miserable. I crawl in bed and sleep. The window is open. The breeze blows the blue curtain. The comfortable night reminds me of Fresno. So does the day. And the people. Of home. On the ranch. My favorite tree, the Canford. It's roots break the brick surrounding it. The next morning in Yerevan. In the hotel. My room. I wake up early. Go downstairs. Get breakfast; the same thing every morning for weeks: bread, butter, ham, Apricots, cucumber, boiled egg, olives, yogurt, tea, water. OK, I'm full. Our group is meeting at 9:30 (a.m.) in the lobby. The blonde one is late. Again. As usual. It's funny. Seb gets upset. While I'm waiting, I walk down the hall. There's a bathroom at the end of it. I need to take a leak. So I do. I finish. Wash my hands. Look at the white sink. Sitting there. So perfectly undisturbed. My ring. Found. Life has new meaning. I had taken it off at some point yesterday. Bar soap. I feel a slight sensation: disappointment. I dont know; why?

Thursday, February 02, 2006

Magical Meatball Memories.

So. Hi. How are you? I'm OK. A little tired. I had a rather heavy lunch. But I followed it with a Diet Pepsi. So that kinda woke me up. I'm back on track now. Thinkin' about having another Diet Pepsi. I haven't decided yet. Not sure if the soda machine in the break room has any left. I drink them too much. We'll see. Anyway, I'm ready to start this blog now.

Let's start with this: Fresno's beloved electro dance party, Meatball Magic, is celebrating its one-year anniversary this Friday, February 3rd. In honor of the FREE extravaganza, "DJs"/founders Heinz, Cuddles and Princess Cuckoo have invited local indie favs It'll Grow Back, The Batteries, and Rademacher to provide live music/chaos. It starts at 10 p.m. at the Red Lantern on Belmont. And this time, 10 means 10. Probably not, but you never know. Stranger things have happened. I think the "DJs" will be playing some music in between or after the bands finish. You'll have to ask. If not, you can just dance to the music the bands are playing.

Now that we have all the facts outta the way, let's get to the fun shit. I was sittin' back the other day trying to figure out a blog I could write to promote this week's Meatball Magic. Then I though to myself, "Hmmmm. Why not e-mail the 'DJs' and the bands and ask what their most memorable Meatball Magic experience has been this past year." So I did. Unfortunately, not every one responded. But I didn't get them much time. So it's partly my fault. Well, not really, but whatever. I do what I can.

p.s. If you're wondering why I'm putting quotes around "DJs," go here. You'll find your answer there.

Mitch on Speed's memory:
I guess we'll start this off. Don't worry, I'll it keep it short. It happened a couple weeks ago. I was at the bar ordering up a Bud Light in the bottle, and some guy at the end of the bar told the bartender, "I got that." I wasn't sure what to do. Do I refuse him and say, "No, thanks, I can pay for it." Did this mean I have to go talk to the guy??? I was baffled. A guy had never bought me a drink before... So I just looked at his and said, "Thanks," and rushed off. Ha. (In case you haven't figured out, this place is a Gay bar. But Meatball Magic nights are all-encompassing). I have more memories, but that is the freshest one in my mind.

Let's move on to other peoples' memories. By the way, feel free to post your own favorite Meatball Magic memory in the comments section. Let's do this interactive style...

Princess Cuckoo (aka Miss CoCo):
It was sometime last fall or maybe late summer, one of those t-shirt nights when everyone wants to sit outside and drink, and that's exactly what we did. It was early-ish in the night, before my set and after Vance's, and probably Sandra was spinning something everyone remembered and loved. I'm standing with Vance on the Red Lantern's outside patio drinking a vodka press and smoking a cigarette and someone calls my name, but when I look over to my left I realize it could have been anyone. Then I look to my right and realize it could have been anyone there too. It takes a few seconds for it to dawn on me, and it seems that Vance comes to the same realization at the same exact moment. "Wow," I say. "Look around, Vance." And he does and he sort of nods and says "It's all our friends." Every single person we've ever called a close friend, it seems like, along with new ones and people we'd just met -- they were all out there on that patio talking and smoking and drinking and bopping their heads to the music wafting out the door. And when I look inside, I notice that there are even more people we love just swarming the dancefloor. It was the perfect culmination of all these elements conspiring to create one perfect night that I'll never forget.

Heinz:
There was this one Friday; it was totally packed. Madonna and I were breakdancing to Neutral Milk Hotel when suddenly Missy Elliott decided to join in. She totally did a backflip off of Annie. She totally stole our thunder. Totally. This really happened. And if you don't remember, well you probably weren't cool (or sober if you're me or Cuddles or Cuckoo) enough back then to have known what was up. There is a moral. Go to Meatball Magic. I love you.

Cuddles:
*"DJ" Cuddles was too busy making a birthday cake. She'll answer shortly.

Guest "DJ" Dexter:
I love Meatball Magic with all my flailing limbs. Fresno has hungered for something both danceable and substantial and the Meat to satisfy has finally been served. It's been a great privilege to witness the growing number of guests reserve their Fridays to enjoy each set... and they always do, whether they like it well-done, medium-rare or raw. And as Meatball Magic continues to attract true body-breakers, great music makers and Fresno socialites, what I'll remember is a moment that proved that the night does not only cater to the indie elite, but welcomes any ol' fool who'll move their meat.

On the eve of my debut performance as DJ Dexter I arrive at the Red Lantern and am met with a flash from the camera of my number one fan: my mom. "Now pose in the DJ booth!" she coaxes. Oh dear lord no. The 61-year-old mother of seven struts to the dance floor in the sparkly clothes purchased at Wet Seal and proceeds to raise her arms, shake her hips, and kick out her boots in a dance fashion she developed from aerobics classes in the '80s. I ask my brother why he brought her as I imagine a guaranteed empty dancefloor (besides the Vic) the rest of our set. Yet I find as the folks begin arriving, they are much more accepting than am I. People either ignore the spectacle and dance and converse without regard, or they meet and greet and hug my old lady. Everyone is extremely friendly to her (although it may have helped that she bought anybody who talked to her a drink) and she continued to dance and sparkle and smile and glow. She kept commenting on how great the beat was and after two glasses of Chardonnay and a taste of somebody's Malibu & pineapple juice she confided to me: I think I should have been gay.

Mom, you are gay.

As for the Magic of the Meatball, I must compliment the chefs and clientele for providing an environment where even the most unlikely guest leaves a satisfied customer.

Crazy It'll Grow Back singer, Josh:
So I don't have an specific favorite Meatball Magic memory. That said: I love to dance. I mean-freak-out, body-thrashing arm-flailing all-out-dance-party dance. And that's Meatball Magic's magic, right? When you're out on the smoke-filled dance floor, packed in with sweaty fools, and time just sort of slips away and suddenly it's last call and someone's yelling 'cause they didn't hear their favoritre song and all you can think is...Damn, I'm sweaty and tired. Or something like that.

Batteries singer/guitarist, Mike B (the "B" stands for Batteries):
A Meatball Magic memory hmm... When someone played the new Madonna song "Hung Up" and I realized for the first time that it was actually a great dance song. I think if it weren't for Meatball Magic, I wouldn't go out dancing let alone to Madonna songs.

Rademacher (Fresno indie-rock gods):
*Members of Rademacher were too busy trying to take over the world to answer my e-mail.

Now it's YOUR turn.... any favorite memories you'd like to share. Come one, I know you have AT LEAST one...

Event info:
Meatball Magic
Friday Feb 03, 2006
10:00 PM
The Red Lantern
4618 E. Belmont Ave.

Thursday, January 26, 2006

As seen on Fresno Famous...




The Dalloways. Photo taken by Esther Sotello.

Interview: The Dalloways.

The Dalloways? California Dreampop at its finest. Think The Smiths meets Belle and Sebastian meets The Doves, and you're halfway to understanding these sometimes moody, often upbeat dreamers.
by Mitch on Speed
January 26, 2006

So, let’s see. Why did I decide to interview Fresno five-piece, The Dalloways? Oh, yes. I saw a bulletin posting on MySpace that said the band had an upcoming show at The Starline on January 28. So I took a look at the quintet’s Web site and decided they were probably worth a couple hours of my time.

As I was reading through The Dalloways’ bio, the word “dreampop” kept showing up as description of its sound. Now, I’m just going to come out and say it: I have no friggin’ clue what “dreampop” is. I mean, I have an idea, but I couldn’t really give you a definition. I guess I’ll have to go to the show and find out. Now that I think about it, I’ve actually seen The Dalloways before. At least I think I have. It was quite a while ago. But I’ve forgotten what they sound like. I do, however, remember the guitarist having a cool guitar. Man, I just used the word “guitar” twice in the same sentence. Oh well. Maybe I’m thinking of a completely different group. Who knows?

Anyway… This interview was done via e-mail with Dalloways singer/guitarist Gerhard Enns. He’s also an English professor. I forgot to ask him where he teaches. I guess it’s not that important. If you really wanna know, just ask him at the show this Saturday. This interview turned out really well. I think it’s because Gerhard answered the questions in a very detailed manner. And I’m not just saying that so you’ll read it! I should interview more musicians/English professors. It’s makes my editing job a lot easier.

I won’t go into too many details about this history of the Dalloways and all that stuff. It’s not important. Well, it is important but I’m too lazy to write a long-ass intro (it’s getting lengthy enough as it is). The band has a great bio on their Web site if you’re interested. For now, let’s just read this interview and make an attempt to see The Dalloways at the Starline January 28. We’ll figure the rest out later.


Interviewed by Mitchell Peters

After I e-mailed The Dalloways MySpace and asked for an interview, somebody named Matt said to interview you. And the first thing that popped into my head was this other guy named Gerhard Potuznik. He’s this electro-techno guy who goes under the moniker GD Luxxe. Have you heard of him?

Gerhard Enns: Never heard of him. I’ll go for a listen on iTunes after this conversation. We Gerhard’s have got to stick together.

OK, moving on… I got this quote from The Dalloways blog (http://dalloways.blogspot.com/):

“Cross a college English lit. professor with a Britpop inspired rhythm section and one platinum synth girl (who happens to be married to the prof.), and you’ll get something like The Dalloways.”

Kindly elaborate on this statement so our readers get a better understanding of what the person who wrote this is talking about. Thanks…

I’ve been into books for a long time – in particular British modernism. The band name is an allusion to a Virginia Woolf novel, and other literary characters pop up from time to time in subtle ways in the songs. For instance, I got the name and character idea for Tiffy from a John Cheever short story that I really loved. I’ve written about marginalized Biblical characters like Lot’s youngest daughter, who’s hometown and fiance got burned up by a wrathful God. I’ve just finished a song called “Ada” based on Lord Byron’s mathematician daughter. So I guess that’s where the English prof. in me comes out in the music.

The Britpop inspired rhythm section? Well, our whole sound is basically British, if you ask me – though we’re all California born. The pop luminaries we admire always seem to be British – The Jam, The Style Council, Prefab Sprout, The Smiths, Gilbert O’Sullivan, Lloyd Cole.

And, as fate, luck, and love would have it, I married a platinum blond synth-playing girl who happened to fit perfectly in the band.

I really like the band’s bio on your Website. It seems well written. Guess that’s ’cause you’re a English professor.

I prefer others to write our press material whenever possible, but that’s not always practical and can get expensive. You’ve either got to hire great writers and pay them well or do the hard work of description and elevator pitch writing yourself. If you’re an introvert or even slightly humble, then telling others how great you are is a difficult task.

Tell us about your latest full-lenth record Penalty Crusade.

Penalty Crusade is pop music. Most of the songs move from slightly understated verses to climactic choruses, like “Lot’s Youngest Daughter.” But other songs do break the pop structure. “Ice Capades” for instance seems to swell into one longer, more rambling chorus rather than the pop structure of a repeating chorus.

Regarding the sound, we’ve been inpspired a little by dreampop/shoegaze. I think you can hear that in the lush delays of the guitars in “Clarissa, Dear” and “Marriage Arranged.” Those are my favorite guitar songs on the album.

Once the new album is out in 2006, I think that PC will stand out as our more melancholic album. It is full of break-ups and splits and losses. It was what I was feeling at the time I wrote those songs. The new material has its share of melancholy, but there’s a little more joy and light shining through, as if those characters on PC have benefitted from the passage of time as I have.

I know The Dalloways have been around the Fresno music scene for a while. Give us a brief history of the band.

The Dalloways started over a mutual love of beautiful post-punk edge. After the punk revolution, the music scene seemed to backlash and get pretty, but it maintained that punk edginess. My high school chum Jonny Wall and I both loved The Smiths and The Ocean Blue. Some of those Smiths tunes are twangy honky tonk punk songs with this strange British guy crooning in a beautiful and sad way about young people feeling tragic. That’s just plain strange, beautiful, and heartbreakingly sad, especially if you’re in high school.

All high schoolers should listen to The Smiths. They need that healthy outlet for their tragic tendancies.

More history? Enlisted Matt Wall (aka Bluff) on bass, and Aaron Wall (40 Watt Hype frontman and producer extraorinaire), then Ricky Gonzales (40 Watt guitarist) to take the place of Jonny, who’s priorities had changed, and then Nico Rhodes on synth to round out the live sound.

We share CDs, we listen to the same stuff in order to maintain a cohesion. For instance, I’ve shared Feist, Stars, The Dears, The Pernice Brothers, etc. with everyone in the band. But everyone has their own taste. In the tour van, the music shells break open. We’ve listened to Tool, Gerry and the Pacemakers, Burt Bacharach, 50 Cent. We’re always listening and enjoying. All of it fuels the songs in ways we don’t even understand.

I tried to Google your label – Bird In Box Records – but the page that came up didn’t load. Where are they based out of and how did you hook up with them?

The URL, www.birdinbox.com is up now. The Dalloways are indie in the purest sense. We do the music making, producing, management, and public relations. Bird is Box our own imprint, our own company. As a band taking on many business roles, it’s useful to create a company to help separate the business aspects from the music. So if Nico is working through Bird in Box, for instance, she can represent The Dalloways in a more detached way than is possible as a band member.

If/when we sign a label deal, the Bird in Box imprint will hopefully follow. You see this precident set on lot’s of indie bands that move on to larger labels.

Where does your band’s fascination with Britpop come from?

Hard to explain. Early in high school I gravitated to the Brit sound. I may have longed form something more exotic than a life in Reedley could offer. There was something that seperated the sound of a band like Ride, for instance, from anything coming out of the states. The cymbals were awash, the vocals were dreamy. New Order was simply amazing to me. The Cure’s Disintegration. It was all Brit.

Do you remember the first real concert you went to?

The Simple Minds at The Selland Arena in Fresno. It was the Once Upon a Time tour. That album was huge. They were up there with U2 at the time – so it seemed, anyway. The album is really over the top, and great in some way. They were beautiful post-punk. Members even started out in a punk band Johnny and the Self-Abusers.

I read that you have a background in fiction writing. Does this play into your music at all? If so, how?

Most of my songs take a narrative thread – they are snapshots of the lives of their characters. “Ice Capades” for instance is about a fictional male figure skater and womanizer who nearly wins a gold in Innsbruck 1976 and carries on with one of many women in the Olympic Village. Flash to present day, and he and the woman meet again at his Ice Capades show. He’s a wash-up, really, skating in a viking costume with his old silver around his neck and his unrealized dreams following him around the ice like ghosts. But here is this living, breathing ghost from his past, and suddendly, there’s a chance at something good growing out of the ashes. It’s my favorite song of mine because I feel so strongly for the characters and want them to connect and finally find love. I wrote that one on Post-it notes stuck to my steering wheel on a long drive back from a gathering at the coast. I wouldn’t recommend this to anyone – it’s very dangerous.

What current bands/artists are The Dalloways listening to these days – Fresno and beyond?

Feist is beautiful. The Pernice Brothers are fantasic. The Sleepover Disaster (Fresno) is a longtime favorite. Bart Davenport – especially Maroon Cocoon. I just bought The Essential Willie Nelson, and that keeps me company to and from work right now. Talk about a great story teller! It’s very creepy when you realize that behind that soft, benign voice of Willie is a menacin first-person fictional character that is promising his ex-lover, “Oh, in time you’re gonna pay.”

Browsing through your Website and blog, I saw quite a few rave revues for Penalty Crusade. Did you guys make press kits and send them our yourself or do you have a publicist?

We sent many out through our label. Some of them were requested by music journals and e-zines, and others we just sent blindly. It’s a good idea to connect with editors before you send out. It helps when they’re expecting the CD.

We send to every reviewer a copy of the CD and a one-page that includes a pic, a bio, credits, and contact info. In general, reviews have been really positive.

Your heart stops when you get a review back. I always have Nico read them first and then tell me about them because I’m really not very tough when it comes to these things.

I see you have California tour dates from February throug April. I’m not sure if you all have day jobs but, if so, how do you manage to juggle working and touring?

Right now, we do have day jobs. I teach, so summers are fantastic for me. We all work hard to make time for the band. Sometimes it necessitates burning up a few vacation days for some of us. More often, it means planning for weekend shows. We frequently play a night show in San Francisco or Los Angeles and then blitz back the same night because one of us has work the next day. If you love music, you make time for it however you can. It, of course, is the dream of us all to retire from our day jobs and enter the world of full time music.

Does your band have a booking agent and/or manager?

Contact booking@dalloways.com for booking information.

Any memorable shows you’ve played in Fresno that you’d like to share?

The Starline is always a highlight in Fresno. The engineers and the sound system are first-rate there, and we’re usually very happy and content on stage. I remember a fine show there in February 2005 with our buddies Cerus Victoria and Winter Wardrobe. The place was packed with happy people and had a great vibe. We felt warm and inspired on stage that night. Not all shows have this feeling. Some, especially on the road, can be real disappointments. Seattle, for instance, was a real dud – a room full of drunk frat boys standing at the bar with their backs turned to us. They didn’t inspire us, and we didn’t inspire them.

Judging from your band photos, you’re all pretty snappy dressers. I hate dressing nice. I guess I’m just lazy. Anyway, do you always dress this nice, or just for photo shoots?

We like to shop and dress up for the night. When we come to perform, we want to stand out, even when we’re just talking before or after the set. We want people to think, “Oh, they must be in the band,” even if they don’t know us. Why do all those old school jazz and soul musicians always look so dapper in their suits and skinny ties? Same theory, I guess. But maybe we’ll change. For the next album, maybe we’ll all be wearing hipster T-shirts and tight jeans. Or maybe we’ll go mod, like The Lilys.

What are your short/long-term goals for The Dalloways? Do you want to take the project pretty far, or is it just for fun?

We have a lot of fun along the way, but if this were just for fun, we wouldn’t be feeling so much of the business pains that come with touring and promoting. We would just play locally and would not be going through the hassle of making retail-ready CDs. This is a lot of work and sometimes demands all your money. We’re recording new material right now and will be shopping it to major indies as soon as we’ve chosen and spruced up the new singles. The new album will be out in 2006. We’ll be playing some of the tunes at The Starline January 28. How’s the new stuff? It rocks in a very pretty way.

The Dalloways will be performing January 28 at The Starline (833 E. Fern Ave., Fresno, CA 93728). The 16 and over show costs $6.

For more info about The Dalloways, visit its Web sites: http://www.dalloways.com & http://www.myspace.com/thedalloways.

Friday, January 06, 2006

Merry Christmas.

Today is January 6th.

Just wanted to wish everyone a very merry Armenian Christmas.

I'm not sure why today is Armenian Christmas, but it is. I guess I'm a bad person for not knowing the reason behind it. I think it may be an Orthodox thing. My family celebrates Christmas on the 25th, but many Armos celebrate it today. Maybe I'll look into it. Maybe I won't. If somebody out there knows, fill me in.

At any rate, as you may have noticed, I haven't written a blog in awhile. Why? Because I'm tired. Physically. These blogs take a lot outta me, ya know? Just kidding. But yeah. Whenever I'm inspired, I'll write another one. Until then, I welcome anyone who has something to say.

Hmmmm, is there anything else I want to say? ... (silence) ... I guess not.

(Moments before I wrote this "blog," I decided to make some coffee. I'm at work. Well, I have a coffee-maker at my desk. It was recently given to me. At least, I think it was given to me. I'm not sure. Anyway, I decided to make some coffee, even though I'm not good at it. I always have trouble putting the filter in and deciding how many beans to grind. Anyway, I was walking yesterday's used filer to the break room, and it dropped outta my hand. Fuck. Old ass coffee grinds spilled everywhere. I was pissed. Oh well. I'm drinink the coffee now and it's good. Damn good, if a may say so myself.)

Oh, wait...

Jen just bought me a ticket to go see Bob Pollard at the Knitting Factory in L.A. That show isn't until late February. It should be cool. I've been to that venue once before to see the Gossip and Stereo Total. I saw Mike M and Jarah at that show. Ashod was there, too. I think he was tour managing for Total. It was a pretty cool show.

What else...

In case anyone hasn't checked out Fresno Famous' new format, do it. I like it. It's good. Very good. Very very good, actually. Yeah.

Seems like there's more... Anything else interesting? Probably, but I can't think of anything else to say.

Oh, wait... A long time ago, I sent a MySpace message to Modesto's Grandaddy asking why their city seems to get better shows than Fresno. Now, I'm not sure Modesto does get better shows than Fresno, but at the time I asked them the question, it seemed like they did. So I won't second guess what I was thinking at the time. Anyway, here's a response from two different peeps involved in the band.



I am only a partial member. Considered by the band a full member, but fan wise i don't play on stage except durring line checks.
Promotion. We here in Modesto have the two Chris' Chris Rikki and Chris (i forget his last name) They both do the Moma award show and also X-fest/ Summer Jam all that stuff. Also Mike, the dude that runs Devil in the Woods. He is based out of here. As a Modesto-ite, there are no good places to play. The Fat Cat downtown may have a nice set up but the security guys they bring in can Fuck Right Off. Bands play once get a taste and don't come back. We used to have cool little bars that hosted bands, but not too many anymore. The Mustang they can pack in only a couple hundred. Grandaddy doesn't have a hometown place to play. The backyard of the Built Like Alaska Boys in Oakdale or the Manzer in Merced. I think the boys are done playing live anways.
Keep on pushing the Fresno scene.
~bon



i'm not much for blogging, and really i don't think modesto gets good shows at all. there's been a couple times that we made the radar brothers play here and the same for earlimart, and we rarely play here at all. eddie money plays here more than we do.
i think fresno is coming up though. i used to think fresno was the only valley city worse than modesto, but i think there was a switcheroo at some point. modesto is hella lame.
ok
later
aaron


I guess that's cool.

Monday, December 19, 2005

Going To The '80s Well.

Percival Sweetwater is back!

In his dubut guest blog, "Fresno, Then and Now," old man Percival compared Fresno's music scene to that of approximately 20 years ago. His words were enjoyed and digested by many. The blog caused a splash/minor stir in the LiveJournal community f_chip. (You should check out f_chip for local show postings and stuff.)

Anyway, all you musicians out there should pay close attention to what Percival has to say. He may be old, but he knows what he be talkin' about. I'm just kidding... About the old part, not the "he knows what he be talkin' about" part.

p.s. Before we get started here: What's up with this new text messaging show announcement phenomenon? Is this new thing or what? Do people just send out a mass text message to every number they have in their cell?

OK, let's get on with this. Ladies and gentlemen, Mr. Sweetwater...


Guest Blogger: Percival Sweetwater

I would like to thank Mitch on Speed for a second guest appearance on his increasingly popular web log. Please take a minute ... what I want to say will be quick so that we can discuss it below.

As Mr. Speed likes to point out at every opportunity, I’m old. In fact, I’m face to face with my 40th birthday, when life truly ends. And lately I’ve been very arrogant, flaunting the fact that I lived in the Eighties (like every other bozo my age did) as some kind of musical superiority when it comes to talking about new music.

I’ll decode that. Where you hear Interpol, I hear Joy Division. When you hear The Futureheads, I hear the first two records of The Jam. Bloc Party? Hmm, probably early Cure. A band from the U.K. called Hard-Fi sounds like a rockin’ Specials. Hell, Rancid sounds like the first Clash album, mi amigos.

Somewhere in the midst of listening to Hard-Fi it hit me in the face like a cold, wet trout: I’m not bitter that you young chumps are mining the intellectual property of Eighties bands. I’m mad that you aren’t ripping off of the right ones!

I can’t speak for all cool, young, hip Eighties kids (mind you, 95 percent of my high school friends were into Night Ranger, not the Violent Femmes). But those who were on the fringe of cool, at least the ones I knew, weren’t listening to Joy Division.

To my age-mates, I apologize immediately for the following list. These are the bands that I recall a lot of us listening to, meaning those people in my little circle of trust. Maybe it’ll inspire some people to check out influences other than the ones the NYC bands are suggesting.

Translator - a San Francisco band that was universally liked.

The Three O’Clock - Los Angeles band that amassed critical kudos. The guitarist dated a Bangle and co-wrote one of their hits, "Walking Down Your Street."

The English Beat. Seriously, I don’t think any modern band has copped them yet. That has to stop.

Public Image Ltd. - John Lydon, mates.

The Alarm. The first EP was awesome before they sold their corporate soul.

I’ll wrap it up quickly. Yes, there was U2 and R.E.M. Beyond that, there were XTC, Kate Bush, King Crimson, The Meat Puppets, Roman Holiday, Midnight Oil, Green On Red, Dream Syndicate, The Untouchables, Wall of Voodoo, Style Council (aka post-Jam crap), and Aztec Camera, to name a few.

Am I missing something, or are most of these bands unknown to today’s generation? I’m assuming yes, and I just wanted to say that I wouldn’t mind hearing them again. In other words, I wouldn’t mind hearing an unimaginative, lazy, thieving young band with an eye on commercial success rip off some of these bands. It’ll do my old heart good.

Monday, December 12, 2005

Interview: Rachael Olmstead.

Here' an interview I recently did with Fresno photopgrapher Rachael Olmstead. The reason I interviewed Rachael is because she has photographed several local bands here in town. Since the Q&A pretty much speaks for itself, let's get on with it, shall we?


Interviewed by Mitchell Peters.

Mitch on Speed: Before we get started, I want to tell everyone that you and your husband, Jason, are very cool people. I was at your house once, and I saw some Venus magazines laying around. In my book, that makes you cool. Anyway... What first got you interested in photography?

Rachael Olmstead: Funny that you mention coming to my house. I was just thinking the other day – with the holidays coming up and all – how many random people have been in and out of there for get togethers and after parties and what not.

I guess I've always been interested in the creative. I did a lot of drawing and painting growing up, and my dad was a hobbiest photographer. He bought me a Polaroid when I was pretty young. I always loved taking photos, though it wasn't something that was ever focused on until recently. I have always dabbled in different things – art, music, crafts – but never really enjoyed and wanted to pursue something as much as photography.

My current camera came around about six years ago, but it wasn’t until about two years ago when I started to think about taking photography more seriously.

Have you had any formal education in photography, or have you pretty much learned on your own?

Pretty much on my own. I took a beginning photo class at Pasadena City College right out of high school but, like all my other classes that semester, it was dropped half way through. The only thing I even sort of remember from then is dark room stuff, which I don’t even use now.

But there is so much more I want to learn. I like the idea of approaching it like a science. But when it really comes down to it, all I have on my side is the art. I really like the idea of pursuing it in the long run to grow in terms of what can be done technically and artistically.

OK, let's get to the good stuff. I know you're involved with many different photo projects, but let's stick to the music stuff. What was the first Fresno band you photographed?

I would have to say that I think one of the first Fresno bands I photographed was probably (live) Montecore or Gypsy Cab about two years ago. Photographing bands just sort of grew out of the fact that we were going to shows and my friends were playing and I had this camera and was sort of interested in photography and I thought it would be cool to document it for them as well as learn in the process.

In terms of "press" photos my first ones were last summer when Shannon Hunter and myself photographed No Cello for their press kits.

Do you prefer taking live shots of bands or stills? Why?

Tough question. If you would have asked me a year ago, I probably would have said live. But now I would have to say stills.

There are too many variables with live shots – mostly crappy lighting. So there is this fine dance between camera settings and film and positioning, and watching when the best time to shoot the band. Sometimes it just takes all the fun out of a show that I’d rather be watching or dancing! But the nice thing about live photos is the excitement of shooting stuff as it is happening. Catching random stage antics and the swoop of an arm across a guitar can be very rewarding.

Recently, I was very happy with some of the photos taken at the Fresno Famous QUIET! Thanksgiving benefit show. The lighting was perfect, and the music and crowd were both great.

Stills are fun because you get to work one on one with people, rather than just watching from a distance and waiting for a shot. You have much more control over the environment and, in terms of learning, you can see progression. I also like working with people in general. Many people don’t like having their photo taken. To be able to make them feel comfortable and provide something that will hopefully benefit them is also really rewarding.

As a music journalist, I've received many band press kits. Within those packages, there's usually a promo/publicity photo of the band. Many of them are cheesy. Is it a struggle not be totally cliché when photographing a band?

Luckily (or unluckily!) I have little to do with how the actual press kit actually comes out. I always find it interesting to see the photos that are used in press kits and reviews. It is not that hard to avoid cliché because really there are so many different things you can do with a band and a photo.

You had something on your blog a while back about advertising in magazines or something and, maybe I’m from the old school, but I still read music magazines. I read online stuff too, but magazines get you off of the computer, which we all need to do more. I like looking at press photos and ads. If something catches my eye in terms of an image I am more likely to follow up on a band. So I think having a good photo really is important in presenting a band.

I've heard that photographing bands by a railroad track and against a brick wall are a HUGE no no. What's your take on that?

The funny thing about that though is that bands will state that. And while I'm aware of it, you’d be surprised how often things like pop up during a shoot without being aware of it. For some of the Rademacher photos I took this spring in downtown Fresno, we ended up taking a few shots near some old railroad tracks without even really noticing that is what we are doing.

And just the other day, I was taking Sparklejet photos. Towards the end of the shoot, we ended up under these floodlights with this cool cement tile stuff. When I got the photos back, I realized they were in front of a brick wall and a chain link fence. So I think actively not pursuing those types of shots is important, but it is funny when they sort of happen on accident.

When approaching a band photo project, how do you decide where the setting will be? Do you try to match the photo with the style of music the band plays, or does it depend on the members' individual personalities? Does this question make sense?

The question does make sense. But I don’t really have an answer! It’s always hard to decide where to shoot. I usually let the band take the lead on where they’d like to do it because they usually have an idea of how they want to portray themselves. I also keep a mental catalogue of places and scenarios in case we can’t come up with something.

Can you give a couple specific examples of bands you've worked with and how you went about setting up the photo shoot and whatnot? Feel free to throw in a funny story or two, if you'd like.

Shoots really do just happen organically. I get asked, and we decide on a location and time and go from there. I usually try and think beforehand about positioning and lighting and all that. I like to talk with the band and figure out what they want and see if they have any ideas or preferences, and let them know I’m extremely flexible and casual with all of it. I also like to work progressively. You can only take a few shots in one spot, so I like the idea of moving around to give them different options.

No Cello was fun because Shannon Hunter and I shot it together. We just wandered around downtown with them. We started at Storyland, went for ice cream on the Fulton Mall, and ended up at Jimmy’s Emerald thrift.

My first Rademacher shoot was when it was just Mike M. He called me up last minute and asked if I could come over and shoot him and this old piano in the alley behind the Pearl building. Josh and Mehran were painting the mural and had some flood lights out there. I was really worried about the lighting because I wasn’t too comfortable with night shooting. We took a lot to be safe and got some pretty good shots. Brianna Johnson Smeds ended up using them to create the artwork for both the self-titled EP and the Ice Age EP.

With the most recent Rademacher lineup, we started out in Playland and ended at the Astro Lounge. Playland was fun. We got to talk to the train conductor. He even jumped in some of the photos. And it was fun to watch Brad shoot himself with water over and over in the face to get the fountain shot.

And one of my favorites from the recent Sparklejet shoot. It’s not one of the "best" technically or artistically but rather for what it captured. Toward the end of the shoot, we had just got on the elevator. I planned on taking a few photos while we were in there, and a group of office ladies got on complaining about the smell of the cleaning products they were using somewhere. It caught us all so off guard. I like seeing a rock band like them full of unapologetic giggles.

Has photographing a Fresno band led to any other cool projects? You know, through exposure and all that?

Yes and no. I went with Mike M. from Fresno Famous to shoot Built Like Alaska when he was interviewing them in Oakdale. And I think Sparklejet felt comfortable using me since they know me personally and know I have some experience. I volunteered recently to do a photo essay for Fresno Famous on the new hookah bar in Tower. I think you have to put yourself out there and pursue projects, and maybe something will present itself along the way.

So is band photography a hobby, or could you see yourself turning it into a little business?

Photography in general is my hobby. I just enjoy doing it. I was the main photographer at a friend’s wedding. I’d like to do more work like that. I also enjoy shooting life: friends, camping trips, shows, vacations and dance parties. I would like to do more "work," whether it’s shooting for bands or business. There are more things I’d like to learn technically before I’d ever consider offering my services on a more serious level. I take it one day/photo at a time.

Any advice you can give to young Fresno photographers who want to get into band photography?

Like anything, just get out there and try it. If you’re already around bands, then you’re set. Take your camera to shows. Don’t be afraid to think about composition at a show, but don’t be that person who is in the way of the people enjoying the band and shooting like crazy with too much flash.

In terms of doing stills or press shots, start out with people you know. Friends are much more fun to shoot and easier to make mistakes with.

OK, enough of the music stuff. Any future photo projects (music or non-music) we should be on the lookout for? Where can people buy your stuff, if they're interested?

Along with John Flores and Shannon Hunter, I have some photos up through the month of December at Cafe Fulton on the Fulton Mall. I always have prints for sale. I can be contacted via my Web site http://www.rachaelophotography.com or on MySpace.

I have a few ideas brewing in the back of my head for future stuff. Shannon Hunter and I would like to put together a show in the spring of various artists (photographers and not) for a yet-to-be-announced show. I will also be working with Brianna Johnson Smeds on a group project in the summer. And I would like to photograph more bands. In fact, doing this interview with you makes me think I need to look into doing a local bands photo show!

I feel that I still have a long way to go before I get to where I want to be. But I really think that each time I do a shoot or a project, I get better and better. I just want to keep building on that.

Tuesday, December 06, 2005

Fresno Record Stores.

I used to work at Fresno's Tower Records. It was only for about eight months or so. This was back in 2001. I remember it was 2001 because I went in and talked to the manager a couple days after September 11th happened. It was kinda awkward trying to pitch myself for a job during that time. I was like, "Yeah, that whole thing was really horrible. So... are you guys hiring???" I was compassionate about the whole thing but, at the same time, my ass needed a job. My mom was buggin' all the time saying, "Mitch, when are you going to get a job?!?!"

So, I took some intiative and got a job. At the time, Tower was the only place I wanted to work in Fresno. And one of the only establishments I was qualified for. (This was back when Tower was actually still cool, to a certain degree.) I'd walk in there once a week and ask the manager if they needed anyone. Textbook. I scored big in my Tower interview. Don't you love it when you do really well in a job interview and walk out with a super high sense of confidence? Of course you do; everyone does.

To this day, working at Tower has been one of my all-time favorite jobs. Mostly because I was surrounded by music. Another reason was because I had an excuse to flirt with cute female customers. It was sweet. But that almost cost me my job a few times. My supervisors would say, "Mitch, you need to stop talking to the customers so much." So I'd lower my head, kick the imaginary dust and say, "OK, so and so."

But it was fun talking to customers. I liked asking them what they listened to and stuff. If they liked stupid bands and whatnot, I'd secretly make fun of them in my head. (As most people know, people who work at Tower are music elitists. I guess I was one of them.) I loved peoples' response to: "So, what kinda music do you listen to?" They'd answer: "Um, everything but country!" I didn't love that answer, actually. In fact, I hated it. I guess they just weren't listening to the right country. Throw on some Waylon or somethin'.

It was also interesting to try and play the guessing game with people who heard a song on the radio and couldn't figure out who it was. I loved that challenge. When I actually figured it out, I'd get a deep sense of satisfaction (I'm serious).

One of the best things about working there was the fact that I met some really cool people. (You guys know who you are.) Through certain people that worked there, I was exposed to many many many new and cool bands. Tower was where I first discovered Ladytron. Every so often I'd hear this song come over the loud speaker. It turned out to be Ladytron's "He Took Her To a Movie" from their album 604. Man, I love that song. That's just one example of many.

There's so much to say about working at Tower. Unfortunately, I can't tell every story. But I have to say this before I forget. Many of you know that Tower has a porn section. I used to HATE when I'd work the register and old crusty ment would come up and purchase gay porn mags. I guess it's their right to do so, but it was just kinda weird, as you can imagine. But I did get a kick out of saying, "Would you like a bag for that?" It was funny. But I felt bad for the girls who had to do that stuff. I'll never forget the image of Shannon pricing porno DVDs. Ha. There was also this time a mentally retarted guy was caught doing something really bad in that section, but that's a whole other story you don't wanna hear about!

But enough about the Tower days. What I really want to know is why Fresno doesn't have a cool independent music store? Tower has a decent indie section, but it still sucks, for the most part. I mean, you can't even order CDs because their ordering system SUCKS. It takes like five years to get anything you want. Besides, now that we have the Web, who needs to order music from a record store?

But, yeah. Does anybody have a clue why Fresno doesn't have a decent record/CD store other than Tower? It's kinda sad. Maybe people tried to start them up in the past and ultimately failed. I don't know. It would be nice to have one, though.

Any theories?

Tuesday, November 29, 2005

Why Do YOU Go To Shows?

If you go to local shows around here, ask yourself this question: Why do I go to shows in Fresno?

I was talking with a friend recently about why I (Mitch on Speed) go to local shows. I go to maybe one or two a week – max. There are many reasons, I guess. I’ll list three. 1) because there’s not much else to do in Fresno; 2) I like live music. Well, music period; and 3) I like the social aspect – talking with people and whatnot. I’m guessing these are reasons most people would give.

I’ll be honest. If I went to local shows solely to see the music, then you’d probably only see my face at approximately one show per month. Let’s examine this realistically. How many times a month can an individual watch "band X"* play every other week at Tokyo Garden and/or Starline, without getting bored outta their mind? After a while, that person will get tired of "band X" and stop going to their shows. Don’t get me wrong; I like Fresno bands. I like some of them a lot. But there’s only so much a person can take.

*I don’t wanna name any specific bands. No reason/point in doing that.

There are a few things I’m trying to say here. First, it disappoints me that Fresno doesn’t have a bigger variety of solid live bands. Within the "indie" scene (that I tend to frequent), I can count the amount of bands that regularly perform on one hand – and, interestingly enough, that number is slowly declining. I find that pathetic. With a city of Fresno’s size, there should be a TON of bands playing out. But where are they? Are they in their parents’ basement waiting for the right opportunity to expose themselves to the world? Please, tell me where they are hiding. I’d really like to know. (If you’re thinking to yourself, "Well, if this guy wants more bands, then why doesn’t HE start one up?" then refer to my "Jaded" blog. You will find your answer there.)

Alright, alright. I know some of you are saying that there’s a decent variety of bands playing around town. But I said good bands, remember? Just kidding....just kidding. But seriously... What’s up with that? I guess one could argue that some of the local venues are tight-asses and it’s hard to arrange shows, but I don’t buy that. If a band really wanted to play out, they’d find a way. One suggestion: more house parties.

In a perfect world, mid-sized nationally touring bands would roll through Fresno and local groups could open up for them. But, as we know, it’s very difficult booking decent out-of-town bands in Fresno (I’ve tried, believe it or not). I mean, who was the last semi-popular indie band to come to Fresno? Earlimart? And from what I heard, even they left pissed off because there was hassle in getting their money (guarantee) at the end of the night. I guess you can look at The Belmont’s (formerly Big Game) roster and see a bunch of hardcore/emo/punk bands, but I’m not really into that stuff. It’s cool if you are, though. Not that you need my reassurance or anything.

I may be going off on a tangent here, but it kinda pisses me off when I see cities like Visalia, Modesto and Bakersfield getting WAY better shows than Fresno. I’m not knockin’ those cities; I think that’s fantastic. More power to ‘em. It just confuses me as to how smaller cities can get better shows than us. It boggles the mind! (This is a WHOLE other subject I don’t want to get into right now.)

So here’s my idea: Since we can’t seem to get any cool bands to come to Fresno, I think some local musicians should get together and start an indie cover band. You know, cover songs that people actually know. (Examples: Interpol, Yeah Yeah Yeahs, Bright Eyes, Franz Ferdinand, Bloc Party, Decemberists, Cat Power, Arcade Fire, B-52s, the Shins, Elliott Smith, King Cobra, the Gossip – WHOEVER!!!

Sit back a sec and try to think of the last time you heard a local Fresno band play a cover. The last time I remember hearing one was from Pinkeye. They used to cover "Divine Hammer" by the Breeders. They used to play a really cool Beach Boys song, too. I almost forgot about that. Great song. Some of you remember that, I’m sure. I’d bet that an indie cover band would pack the frickin’ house at Tokyo. Am I wrong? I’d venture to say that people would MUCH rather see their friends playing covers of their favorite songs rather than originals (sad but probably true).

This goes back to what I was saying before about seeing the same band play every other week. Even if an indie cover band doesn’t start up, it would be cool if local bands threw in a recognizable cover every now and then. I can TOTALLY see No Cello covering the Black Keys. It would definitely peek my interest a little. You can’t deny that EVERYONE likes to hear a good cover. So, yeah.

Hmmm, what else did I wanna cover in this blog. I can’t really remember. I guess all I ask is that if a Fresno band decides to play out a lot, that they step up their game and do whatever it takes to make the show interesting and fun. Isn’t that why people go out to see band in the first place, to have fun? If a band plays the same exact show over and over and over, then people will get bored. The audience has to be left wanting more. That’s one reason I like Pinkeye so much. No matter how often they play, they keep it light-hearted and fun. Hell, Pinkeye got banned from the Starline because they played past 2 a.m. And the only reason they kept playing is because people couldn’t get enough. Now that’s the kinda shit I like to see.

So let’s brainstorm as to how bands can make their shows more interesting, ‘cause I sure as hell don’t have the answers. Also, if you decide to comment, maybe briefly include why you like going to local shows. And, please, be honest. No bullshit.

p.s. I expect a looong response from James L. on this one... Don’t let me down, kid.

2nd p.s. Sorry if this blog made no sense whatsoever. Ha.