GoGo Bonkers, not Gongo Bonkers opened up the night... I hate it when i get a name wrong... such a simple thing to check and get right... but i failed.
GoGo Bonkers was set to play in November but there was a conflict where they received a paying gig so i threw them into this night... unfortunately there were many things set to happen so they only played for 13.5 minutes... but they took it like pros did their thing, and what a good thing it was. I was delivering mail the next day singing "green slime", although i didn't have the harmonies down like they did:
Next up was Chris Rzepa, a Vancouver cellist and scene builder herself. She had a looping pedal and set up some loops and played to them and then sang over them... very delicate and brilliant. I was sitting in the back with Rob from "Devilsplender" trying to enjoy the show while a couple of dudes were talking loudly over the show... i felt conflict. I believe i was barking on about stage volume and audience respect last week, and truth be told i have seen this shit for a long fucking time and in my heart i was just like... "enough is enough"... so panicked, nervous and conflicted i went up to the table and in my most polite manor asked the gentlemen if they would mind moving to the back room where their conversation would be less disturbing to the performance that was happening. they looked at me incredulously and suggested i move closer to the stage so they wouldn't be between myself and this apparent performer that it seemed so fucking important for me to be able to hear... i tried to re-explain but there was nothing... apparently they were done anyway and they left but they made sure to let me know that i was way out of line.
Oddly enough a few weeks ago... after the 30th show there was improv acting crew and i was at the back and king Dinosaur was telling stories and a lady came up and told king Dino that his voice was a very dominant presence in the room so we immediately moved to the back... it is what it is. You know people do things, and it's one thing to not listen but it is another thing to put up competition for sound waves... and believe it or not i think most people might want to catch the performance than rather hear about what happened between you and your co-worker and why you feel crossed by their actions.
After they left some patrons thanked me saying "I didn't realize how much that was annoying me"... It is an unfortunate part of the Vancouver Music scene... almost like an irremovable culture... one that i will not miss.
Chris Rzepa was was solid on the loops, killer on the melody, and sang like an angle... and then Shawn Killaly joined her and put on a clinic himself:
Next up it was the 21 Tandem Repeats collective marked by the return of Alvaro Rojas on bass... forgot what a treat that is! He really is a Bobby Orr type player... solid defensively on the bass but yet easily able to shift into offence with a quick bass run and then back patrolling the blue line holding it all together. Shawn Killaly on drums never hurts of course, neither does Sandra Bouza singing, finding spots and harmonies like she has heard the songs a hundred times. First time 21 tandem repeats had Cello, and Chris Rzepa was totally solid... did i mention Johnny Wildkat and Willingdon Black on twin guitars. Kind of going out with a line of Division 1 hockey players for a division 8 game... total control, good passing collecting your own rebounds.
We had decided to play "Hey Rock's Living room" before the show and Super Steve and Willingdon Black were going over some old western Hockey league trivia book... there was mention that it might be a good idea for anybody answering and questions to know some Portland Buckaroos trivia... i snatched the book out of Super Steve's hands and tried to remember that "In 1960, Portland was granted a franchise in the minor league Western Hockey League (WHL) for its newly-built 10,500 seat Memorial Coliseum, and the Buckaroos name was reincarnated. The new Buckaroos were composed mostly of players and coaches from the New Westminster Royals, including its head coach Hal Laycoe. The Buckaroos went on to beat the Seattle Totems in the league championship and win the Lester Patrick Cup in its first season of existence.That 1960–61 Buckaroos team was inducted into the Oregon Sports Hall of Fame in 1990.
But that proved to much so i made sure that WB was too far away from a mic and that he would have to shout questions to Sandra who had never heard the song before and in the chaos i would slip the noose of being embarrassed by those who carry themselves as Western hockey trivia elitists. I wonder if Harper would know this stuff? The press releases say he has an encyclopedic knowledge of hockey, but the press release might just say that to make him feel Canadian to the average consumer... i mean voter. Hard to know for sure but you know it's bad when you are doing a song and wondering if Harper could help you:
We also did that hockey song written by that nobody:
King Hell thanks to GoGo Bonkers for letting us use their bass amp and guitar rig and Rob for doing sound when Johnny was pulled from the soundboard and on to Ian's guitar rig.
Tomorrow is the last Super Robertson Supper show for sure... I know there has been some confusion... i kind of did the last "big one", on November 30 cause i knew we had a good band and i also knew that December is a very busy month haunted with all kinds of sickness, obligations and debauchery... so i didn't want to try to rally the troops at such a time, but it appears that the troops have rallied themselves and we have a good crew coming out to play tomorrow... Oh yea i was going to give a seminar on how to run a SRSS... i do have some notes... and at a supper show you can always improvise something over improvised music... as the sound man from the old Malcolm Lowery room use to say... "It doesn't matter nobody is listening anyways."
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
Monday, December 19, 2011
A Spectre was blasting the Railway Club
From the boys themselves-
After the show one of them members asked me if they lived up to the "ace freak show" billing? I said that they had and it was mentioned that they are not usually that self deprecating... which was odd seeing that their review of their summer show started "Our first live show in two years went off like slightly damp firecrackers in a rented paper bag..."
Who can tell anything anymore... at the show on the 30th there happened to be a woman from the garden who got called out for inadequate watering and happened to read about it in the S. Robertson Man Gardening Blog and was perhaps a slight bit offended... apparently certain blogs have been known to bite... from time to time. Never be hurt by the truth, the truth is your ally, the truth needs to be circled like a prey and eaten, digested and absorbed.
So what about the show?
You want the truth?.. Can you handle the truth?
The band was really good, Wildkat loved them, Tyz loved them, Super Steve was diggin' it, some people came to see "the gig" that the band didn't know because they heard about it and liked the band.
On the negative side they emptied a room full of people hanging out... who moved to the back, but it was mentioned by one server that the band is driving away customers. The rock and roller says "fuck it... you don't like it fuck off", but the supper show kingpin says " A SRSS is about playing to the audience that is there".
A number of factors have me saying the word "meh"
1) I'm fucking out of here in a few weeks
2) Last time a band blasted a room clear it really bothered me and i tried to resolve it, but nothing was heard... as we say in the business, "it is what it is". Know what you can control and live with what you can't.
3) It was billed as a gig... i kind of saw it coming, but as John Candy said, or his character said in the movie "The Blues Brothers" ... "Now hold on I haven't even seen these guys play... alright"
I found it... It's the looking over the glasses on the "alright" that kills me.
Now again i feel sidetracked... Just spent some time watching John Candy clips on Youtube... Where was i? I think i was dancing around the idea that in my version of a perfect world it is totally unacceptable to play high volume at a Supper Show... you want to play nice and quiet so all the fucking ass holes can talk over your whole set... the dilemma. I go for low volume cause i like my hearing... it seems insane that people who go into music because apparently they love music and end up going deaf as a result. Very human... full of spirit but yet dumb as a post.
For Wednesday December 21 2011:
We have Gogo Bonkers, Chris Rzepa, and a retro 21 Tandem repeats line up featuring Shawn Killaly, Willingdon Black, Alvaro Rojas and Super Robertson... perhaps more...
Tuesday, December 13, 2011
December 7 re-cap
The Last Super Robertson Supper Show done by Cam and Jesse under my watch… and the time was ten to eight, Brian and his lovely wife all finished their dinner and NO FUCKING MUSIC!
But hey things happen, we are all imperfect… no point going to town over this issue and ruffling feathers blasting ultimatums and such. The good news was there was no Super Steve, because he would have been looking at me and then looking at his watch and then insinuating that there is a clear leadership issue going on that is bringing peril to the SRSS in general. Have no fear... peril is coming to the SRSS, or perhaps it will finally take off once it looses it's human anvil.
In the end the world didn't stop, the beer didn't turn into arsenic water, bats didn't fly into the club shooting lasers decapitating the patrons… No no, Cam and Jesse just played a Supper Show, it was just a bit shorter, and considering a lot of the songs had words changed to things like Super Robinson and xx-censored-xxx , perhaps a shorter set was in order… what the good doctor ordered as a matter of fact.
Actually Cam and Jesse were really (as we say in Vancouver) "pumping my tires", while Shawn Killaly and myself heckled from the back… good times.
I requested the song "Wake up, Wake up" by Jesse Matheson which always reminds me of a song called "Movie life" which gets played on the radio a lot... i know i heard the Jesse Matheson song a few years before the other... very similar... hit song:
I played the Dave Hind number "Jupiter" after chickening out of giving the Cam Owens song that i have been working on called "None of these things mean that much anymore" a try. Truth be told I wasn't actually thinking of playing... i was tired and only went down to keep my streak alive. But the boys gave me a fine tribute... that was the "pumping the tires" bit i mentioned earlier, so i couldn't pass. In good Cam and Jesse SRSS fashion i forgot the song and had to take a restart...
On Wednesday December 14 2011 we have A Spectre Is Haunting Europe:
Best quote i have about them is from the Mule "ace freakshow"... I love it!
http://www.facebook.com/events/284763774884948/
But hey things happen, we are all imperfect… no point going to town over this issue and ruffling feathers blasting ultimatums and such. The good news was there was no Super Steve, because he would have been looking at me and then looking at his watch and then insinuating that there is a clear leadership issue going on that is bringing peril to the SRSS in general. Have no fear... peril is coming to the SRSS, or perhaps it will finally take off once it looses it's human anvil.
In the end the world didn't stop, the beer didn't turn into arsenic water, bats didn't fly into the club shooting lasers decapitating the patrons… No no, Cam and Jesse just played a Supper Show, it was just a bit shorter, and considering a lot of the songs had words changed to things like Super Robinson and xx-censored-xxx , perhaps a shorter set was in order… what the good doctor ordered as a matter of fact.
Actually Cam and Jesse were really (as we say in Vancouver) "pumping my tires", while Shawn Killaly and myself heckled from the back… good times.
I requested the song "Wake up, Wake up" by Jesse Matheson which always reminds me of a song called "Movie life" which gets played on the radio a lot... i know i heard the Jesse Matheson song a few years before the other... very similar... hit song:
I played the Dave Hind number "Jupiter" after chickening out of giving the Cam Owens song that i have been working on called "None of these things mean that much anymore" a try. Truth be told I wasn't actually thinking of playing... i was tired and only went down to keep my streak alive. But the boys gave me a fine tribute... that was the "pumping the tires" bit i mentioned earlier, so i couldn't pass. In good Cam and Jesse SRSS fashion i forgot the song and had to take a restart...
On Wednesday December 14 2011 we have A Spectre Is Haunting Europe:
Best quote i have about them is from the Mule "ace freakshow"... I love it!
http://www.facebook.com/events/284763774884948/
Tuesday, December 06, 2011
November 30 Re-Cap
I just uploaded the videos for the night, and i think i can say we stomped some balls. I had a great time, perhaps because i aborted my attempt to try to do a high quality video with audience interviews and all... that's the kind of thing that surely would have thrown me into a classic Robertson "Failure" complex. For the record I think I have mined some good material out of the failure concept... Hobbs once said that "Failure" and "Wishing machine" are the same song looking from opposite sides... i can see that.
I didn't put much effort into putting this show on, besides the 6 years of setting the standard, but for sure it was in the top percentile. As a songwriter first, the elements in need were all in place... King hell drummer (Shawn Killaly), siren singers (Sandra Bouza and Genny Trigo), ace bass and piano players (Christopher Johnson and Jason Jones), overzealous tambourine player (Billie Johnson) and a contingent of volunteer singers from the crowd when needed. There was heavy representation from the V5T postal code, and the word i got was "why didn't i come out to this sooner"... perfect. No Super Steve however, he was flying to Las Vegas the next day... i doubt he made a 100 dollar bet for the Leafs to win the Stanley Cup, but you never know. I know he was thinking of betting on L.A last year, but didn't, which turned out to be a good thing for him.
We took a request that i wasn't expecting to play, but hey ask and you shall recieve:
First time i played bass in a long time... I knew it was going well when i saw King Dinosaur by the side of the stage... that's where he goes when it is a real 5 alarm show... when the back bar just ain't cutting it.
Did i mention there was a mosh pit at then end of the night? Not bad for a Super Robertson Supper Show... And then of course we had an english and spanish version of the song "Never wanted to be anyone":
I had the camera set up but it got knocked over on the opening curtain pull so i threw it back up randomly as i was in mid song or early song for that matter... it could have been better, but as we all know i could have been worse.
On Wednesday December 7th 2011, we have the Cam and Jesse Show... they have yet to email me with their plans, but i have yet to remind them to email me. I wouldn't doubt if we saw Santa suits and blue humour.
I didn't put much effort into putting this show on, besides the 6 years of setting the standard, but for sure it was in the top percentile. As a songwriter first, the elements in need were all in place... King hell drummer (Shawn Killaly), siren singers (Sandra Bouza and Genny Trigo), ace bass and piano players (Christopher Johnson and Jason Jones), overzealous tambourine player (Billie Johnson) and a contingent of volunteer singers from the crowd when needed. There was heavy representation from the V5T postal code, and the word i got was "why didn't i come out to this sooner"... perfect. No Super Steve however, he was flying to Las Vegas the next day... i doubt he made a 100 dollar bet for the Leafs to win the Stanley Cup, but you never know. I know he was thinking of betting on L.A last year, but didn't, which turned out to be a good thing for him.
We took a request that i wasn't expecting to play, but hey ask and you shall recieve:
First time i played bass in a long time... I knew it was going well when i saw King Dinosaur by the side of the stage... that's where he goes when it is a real 5 alarm show... when the back bar just ain't cutting it.
Did i mention there was a mosh pit at then end of the night? Not bad for a Super Robertson Supper Show... And then of course we had an english and spanish version of the song "Never wanted to be anyone":
I had the camera set up but it got knocked over on the opening curtain pull so i threw it back up randomly as i was in mid song or early song for that matter... it could have been better, but as we all know i could have been worse.
On Wednesday December 7th 2011, we have the Cam and Jesse Show... they have yet to email me with their plans, but i have yet to remind them to email me. I wouldn't doubt if we saw Santa suits and blue humour.
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
Lets call a spade a spade...
It was a really good time last week @ the SRSS, but there was a certain fuck up I made that i believe should be analyzed and put in print for the world to see. I really shit the bed on the song "Nothing is heard"... one of those ones where some said it will be interesting to hear after... kind of like it would be interesting to watch a hernia surgery... on your own personal abdomen!
Since it was such a failure on my behalf i decided to post it on the Internet:
Classic musician on stage fiasco... I was busy worrying about my guitar picking pattern matching the pocket of the groove... over focusing on it... and then i sang the words at double speed, which opened up a whole series of what we shall call "secondary errors". The good news is that the band was king hell, so, when the leader was self administering the proverbial swirley, we basically sounded OK. So to turn a negative back into a positive, i think we sounded pretty good with me sucking the big one. I don't think i have ever been mistaken as a good singer, but it is very rare for me to get lost in phrasing like that. I'm glad it happened... it's like an attack that penetrated various levels of security from within my "stage mind". The result of course is to go over the things you think you know as an absolute and be aware of various things that can go wrong. One of our strong suits over the years was coming out of a train wreck, or dealing with an improv. I guess that's why the disaster was marginalized... i subliminally improved us into a train wreck and they were like "yea man water off a ducks back".
Should we analyze the version of "On Frozen Pond"? It should be noted that Westworld magazine has on the cover the words "On Frozen Pond" because of course Pond Hockey is making a great cultural come back... apparently. I'm always a few years ahead of the curve:
The interesting part of this one is that after the show certain members of the band asked me what i was thinking during the drum solo when we took a very bizarre turn... they were worried i was annoyed. In my own mind i was thinking "what line am i going to sing when we come out of this and back to the song"... if we come back... i need to make it look natural. For the record i should always go with the Edmonton line... a genesis thing. In my original blog the Super Robertson chronicles that was set inside the Roadbed website i wrote a post about this song, which came to me in a dream in probably summer of 2001. I had gone for one of my patented afternoon naps... one of the ones where you wake up with drool on your face, your arm is asleep and you are wondering what day it is and did you just sleep in for work, but in fact it is just early evening and everything is A OK. I had this dream i was in a classroom and the teacher was playing an auto harp and all the kids were singing "In Edmonton it's the same as it's always been, and i hope the Pond freezes over" and with each recurring turn i moved farther away from the room. I think that's the way it went, you can look it up, if you give a damn about total accuracy... in my mind that's what blogs are for... to capture the reality of the perspective of a moment in time. If you catch me trying to powder coat a post to make myself look good and hide the reality make sure to send an insult my way... perhaps something like "You poorly bearded scene sucking consumer!".
Should we keep analysing? I guess I'm calling the shots and I'm the one who has to wake @ 5:40 am for a savage day of labour, child minding and then the upcoming supper show and piss tank session.
Lets break down One Little Dream:
Total Pro on Willingdon Black for spanking down the guitar parts. I wish i knew and had developed the relationships that i have now way back when when Willingdon Black joined me as the first member of 21 Tandem Repeats, other than myself of course. He took a lot of hard years and showed up the only way he knows how to... correct! The first year of 21 Tandem repeats was basically a duo, we even played on the radio one time as a duo.
There is a certain guitar line i added to this song that I wanted in there that was added it after the recording was done... actually WB played it and of course it then becomes part of his library of song parts on 21tr songs. I do love improv, but part of it is i can't stand to manage people and what they play... but to hear the part i want to hear at the point in the song i want to hear it is a thing of beauty. Never hurts with Shawn Killaly on Drums... Jason Jones, Christopher Johnson and Jan Toren are no slouches either... nice vocal By Jan.
The Voters Choice:
I like this tune... i like it better when Sandra Bouza is singing it with me, but you can't always get what you want EH! I find the song relevant and a smart woman I went to high school with years ago helped me rephrase the opening line while in a facebook chat.
For Wednesday November 30 2011... 21 Tandem Repeats with a full band for a full hour rocks the Super Robertson Supper Show for the last time. Shawn Killaly on drums, Jason Jones on piano, Christopher Johnson on bass, Super R on guitar and Vocals, and Genny Trigo on Vocals... there might be more, you never know what's going to happen when you do a Supper Robertson Supper Show.
Since it was such a failure on my behalf i decided to post it on the Internet:
Classic musician on stage fiasco... I was busy worrying about my guitar picking pattern matching the pocket of the groove... over focusing on it... and then i sang the words at double speed, which opened up a whole series of what we shall call "secondary errors". The good news is that the band was king hell, so, when the leader was self administering the proverbial swirley, we basically sounded OK. So to turn a negative back into a positive, i think we sounded pretty good with me sucking the big one. I don't think i have ever been mistaken as a good singer, but it is very rare for me to get lost in phrasing like that. I'm glad it happened... it's like an attack that penetrated various levels of security from within my "stage mind". The result of course is to go over the things you think you know as an absolute and be aware of various things that can go wrong. One of our strong suits over the years was coming out of a train wreck, or dealing with an improv. I guess that's why the disaster was marginalized... i subliminally improved us into a train wreck and they were like "yea man water off a ducks back".
Should we analyze the version of "On Frozen Pond"? It should be noted that Westworld magazine has on the cover the words "On Frozen Pond" because of course Pond Hockey is making a great cultural come back... apparently. I'm always a few years ahead of the curve:
The interesting part of this one is that after the show certain members of the band asked me what i was thinking during the drum solo when we took a very bizarre turn... they were worried i was annoyed. In my own mind i was thinking "what line am i going to sing when we come out of this and back to the song"... if we come back... i need to make it look natural. For the record i should always go with the Edmonton line... a genesis thing. In my original blog the Super Robertson chronicles that was set inside the Roadbed website i wrote a post about this song, which came to me in a dream in probably summer of 2001. I had gone for one of my patented afternoon naps... one of the ones where you wake up with drool on your face, your arm is asleep and you are wondering what day it is and did you just sleep in for work, but in fact it is just early evening and everything is A OK. I had this dream i was in a classroom and the teacher was playing an auto harp and all the kids were singing "In Edmonton it's the same as it's always been, and i hope the Pond freezes over" and with each recurring turn i moved farther away from the room. I think that's the way it went, you can look it up, if you give a damn about total accuracy... in my mind that's what blogs are for... to capture the reality of the perspective of a moment in time. If you catch me trying to powder coat a post to make myself look good and hide the reality make sure to send an insult my way... perhaps something like "You poorly bearded scene sucking consumer!".
Should we keep analysing? I guess I'm calling the shots and I'm the one who has to wake @ 5:40 am for a savage day of labour, child minding and then the upcoming supper show and piss tank session.
Lets break down One Little Dream:
Total Pro on Willingdon Black for spanking down the guitar parts. I wish i knew and had developed the relationships that i have now way back when when Willingdon Black joined me as the first member of 21 Tandem Repeats, other than myself of course. He took a lot of hard years and showed up the only way he knows how to... correct! The first year of 21 Tandem repeats was basically a duo, we even played on the radio one time as a duo.
There is a certain guitar line i added to this song that I wanted in there that was added it after the recording was done... actually WB played it and of course it then becomes part of his library of song parts on 21tr songs. I do love improv, but part of it is i can't stand to manage people and what they play... but to hear the part i want to hear at the point in the song i want to hear it is a thing of beauty. Never hurts with Shawn Killaly on Drums... Jason Jones, Christopher Johnson and Jan Toren are no slouches either... nice vocal By Jan.
The Voters Choice:
I like this tune... i like it better when Sandra Bouza is singing it with me, but you can't always get what you want EH! I find the song relevant and a smart woman I went to high school with years ago helped me rephrase the opening line while in a facebook chat.
For Wednesday November 30 2011... 21 Tandem Repeats with a full band for a full hour rocks the Super Robertson Supper Show for the last time. Shawn Killaly on drums, Jason Jones on piano, Christopher Johnson on bass, Super R on guitar and Vocals, and Genny Trigo on Vocals... there might be more, you never know what's going to happen when you do a Supper Robertson Supper Show.
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
A couple back to back 21 Tandem Repeats shows coming up...
Super R and his crew will be rocking the SRSS this Wednesday and next Wednesday (23rd and the 30th) for probably the last time (Shawn Killaly on drums)... well there might be a little session on December 21 but it's so close to Christmas and i have yet to nail down a drummer for that show... but alas... I can't think to far ahead. Write, drink, chuckle, sleep, wake, bike, work, bike, kid, supper, other kids, eat, skytrain and then SRSS...
Lets not get too far ahead of our protocol here... Last week it was the LFM Horn Orchestra with good old Super R on guitar, but playing it like a bass. I had a pretty good time sitting in the back finding the note of the song and letting er rip. I stomped balls on the song "Aliens" just nailing the main riff in d minor and played 'the cat came back" pretty good too. Of course the comedy of me on stage holding down a song for a horn band when they lyrics to the said song describe how the maker of the horns and his honking nearly put me in the loonie bin. Full circle indeed, now I'm playing for him... but it is easier... one can get away with hitting a lot of bad notes in the horn band... in fact you could spend a whole song trying to find the right thing to play and then after the show have people telly you that you fit in seamlessly. I brought my electric guitar and forgot to put my little recorder in so we have no footage of the show... we definitely had some good moments.
Great story in the SRSS and the LFM: The Moral is that you are not always doing somebody a favour being nice to them, and sometimes a little tough love would be the best response. As you may or may not be aware... "In the beginning... " I had this show and a band and i set out to play songs, involve people, and try to jam a bit. Well there was always one jammer that cast a threat and stormed the stage to add the same C or D or perhaps F "like" honking to stymie and overpower whatever we were doing, as well as alert any other jammers that there was no point trying because the end result is a solid constant. This went on for fucking years, cause I'm a nice person, and i didn't want to harm a friend even though the friend was seriously wounding me, my team, and our will to play. Finally i had to ban him after a series of mind boggling jam spoils... he was angry and it hung heavy in our social circles for like half a year, but then he shook it off and got his band in order learned some cool original tunes and is now a fine strong artistic branch of the SRSS collective and actually has a busier more successful band than myself.
It's a problem i have, constant through my life, i let people do whatever the hell they want and just try to make it work... I come from an insane family of non listeners... apparently I'm insane and what the TV tells you is on the money, otherwise it wouldn't be on TV right? Some people like me for that because there is a sense of freedom, and most people who write songs have exact ideas they need people to reproduce in order for them to be happy. My system can work great but to really optimize it you need to hand pick each person and set them up in a role, which is hard to do in a live show that is making turns left right and center. So long as people can play... have ears, and some chops we can roll for the most part. And you need a really good drummer... don't forget that.
Same story happened with Eric Eyes years ago... terrible improv drummer but wanted to play drums so badly and could sense i was weak and all he had to do was show up and pressure me and he would get a shot... next thing you know you are on stage sucking and you see some people you know walking out perhaps waving at you as to say by by, we came down to see you but clearly you suck, I'll never come again. So i banned Eyes with the same speech and he put something together and came back with a band and played a set, and they did pretty well. I could see it was important to him when he got off stage and he came over and asked if that was OK... yea he done good. They rehearsed and had some songs and played them... improv drumming live is not an easy thing at all... it's fun however.
For the record i still have people that meet me and say "your the guy in that crazy horn band right". If only i could move to a new town and start all over again. Then it's up to me when i meet that talented insane overzealous "want to be involved" person, i become the person who lays a rigid framework to help bring the best out of everybody... or i go soft and suffer another cycle.
Before the show last week Super Steve said to me "I see your Oregon Ducks beat up Stanford last weekend". Super Steve is a classic sports fan a man with the real Tim Russert Philosophy... You cheer for your home town. I remember reading some stories about Tim Russert and how he would phone friends in the middle of the night... should they be working on the wrong coast, because their home town had won a big game, and he was excited for them and wanted to share in their joy.
Speaking of games, i had to jet after last weeks SRSS as the Crown Royals had a game @ 9:30 in North Vancouver... our line put on a clinic racking up 7 goals... I think we won 7-5.
Anyhoo, let's rock tomorrow... did i mention that some woman from the choir i sing in came up to me after choir on Monday and asked me if i was playing with the Legion of Flying Monkeys Horn orchestra @ the railway last week... she was there and so was I.
Also if there was any confusion and you were thinking that Classical Revolution was playing this week, they are not. I had booked them but then, as the SRSS goes, things often change and it falls back to me and my crew... which works just great for me in this instance. Odd thing that on this event the Globe and Mail called the Railway club, which then emailed me, to whom i forwarded to my contact... the article has gone to press and we missed a chance to get a supper show a national nod. Another good lesson: you can't choose your audience, and you never know what a show might bring. I know it says in various places on the Internet that Classical Revolution is playing the SRSS tomorrow at the Super Robertson Supper Show, but really I can't change that now. I try to be organized and get the word out, but you can't take things down off the Internet. Not like the old days when a poster you put up on the street would survive a record 3 months and you would get excited every time you would see it thinking what a good thing you did putting it there and having it survive for so long. Now there is enough damming irrevocable evidence of my incompetence on the Internet I'm screwed. My policy was always let the truth sit, but the problem with my policy is that people aren't like me...
A Local Musician named Randy Ponzio disappeared and was found dead last week. Terrible shame, and now many hack news sources are posting youtube videos of him playing that were shot live and have levels peaking out with just plain bad sound, making him appear not as good as he really was. It just got me thinking about what you really want out there... If i died i would rather be linked to a solid version of a good song, but there are clips of me in a woman's dress hitting a cowbell... could cast a different light on my existence.
So for Randy, who i didn't really know to well, lets put this one up:
Good solid stuff and in the end he goes on to preach compassion for the kids involved in the Vancouver Stanley Cup riot. When it happened i thought about myself as a 17 year old caught up in massive disappointment and a mob mentality and how, yes it might have been possible for me to end up in a smashing frenzy. I'm not saying it would have happened for sure, but it is possible i could have got swept up in the festivities, and in the end i turned out to be a good member of society (pay taxes, donate time to neighbourhood improvement, raising 3 responsible, aware children). So perhaps vilifying kids for a moment of insanity and punishing them so severely might not be the best thing for society... given that the people who run society do a lot of pre-meditated damage and all. At the same time, anybody who came to incite riot should spend the rest of their lives in a cell with the shady bankers and war profiteers.
Lets not get too far ahead of our protocol here... Last week it was the LFM Horn Orchestra with good old Super R on guitar, but playing it like a bass. I had a pretty good time sitting in the back finding the note of the song and letting er rip. I stomped balls on the song "Aliens" just nailing the main riff in d minor and played 'the cat came back" pretty good too. Of course the comedy of me on stage holding down a song for a horn band when they lyrics to the said song describe how the maker of the horns and his honking nearly put me in the loonie bin. Full circle indeed, now I'm playing for him... but it is easier... one can get away with hitting a lot of bad notes in the horn band... in fact you could spend a whole song trying to find the right thing to play and then after the show have people telly you that you fit in seamlessly. I brought my electric guitar and forgot to put my little recorder in so we have no footage of the show... we definitely had some good moments.
Great story in the SRSS and the LFM: The Moral is that you are not always doing somebody a favour being nice to them, and sometimes a little tough love would be the best response. As you may or may not be aware... "In the beginning... " I had this show and a band and i set out to play songs, involve people, and try to jam a bit. Well there was always one jammer that cast a threat and stormed the stage to add the same C or D or perhaps F "like" honking to stymie and overpower whatever we were doing, as well as alert any other jammers that there was no point trying because the end result is a solid constant. This went on for fucking years, cause I'm a nice person, and i didn't want to harm a friend even though the friend was seriously wounding me, my team, and our will to play. Finally i had to ban him after a series of mind boggling jam spoils... he was angry and it hung heavy in our social circles for like half a year, but then he shook it off and got his band in order learned some cool original tunes and is now a fine strong artistic branch of the SRSS collective and actually has a busier more successful band than myself.
It's a problem i have, constant through my life, i let people do whatever the hell they want and just try to make it work... I come from an insane family of non listeners... apparently I'm insane and what the TV tells you is on the money, otherwise it wouldn't be on TV right? Some people like me for that because there is a sense of freedom, and most people who write songs have exact ideas they need people to reproduce in order for them to be happy. My system can work great but to really optimize it you need to hand pick each person and set them up in a role, which is hard to do in a live show that is making turns left right and center. So long as people can play... have ears, and some chops we can roll for the most part. And you need a really good drummer... don't forget that.
Same story happened with Eric Eyes years ago... terrible improv drummer but wanted to play drums so badly and could sense i was weak and all he had to do was show up and pressure me and he would get a shot... next thing you know you are on stage sucking and you see some people you know walking out perhaps waving at you as to say by by, we came down to see you but clearly you suck, I'll never come again. So i banned Eyes with the same speech and he put something together and came back with a band and played a set, and they did pretty well. I could see it was important to him when he got off stage and he came over and asked if that was OK... yea he done good. They rehearsed and had some songs and played them... improv drumming live is not an easy thing at all... it's fun however.
For the record i still have people that meet me and say "your the guy in that crazy horn band right". If only i could move to a new town and start all over again. Then it's up to me when i meet that talented insane overzealous "want to be involved" person, i become the person who lays a rigid framework to help bring the best out of everybody... or i go soft and suffer another cycle.
Before the show last week Super Steve said to me "I see your Oregon Ducks beat up Stanford last weekend". Super Steve is a classic sports fan a man with the real Tim Russert Philosophy... You cheer for your home town. I remember reading some stories about Tim Russert and how he would phone friends in the middle of the night... should they be working on the wrong coast, because their home town had won a big game, and he was excited for them and wanted to share in their joy.
Speaking of games, i had to jet after last weeks SRSS as the Crown Royals had a game @ 9:30 in North Vancouver... our line put on a clinic racking up 7 goals... I think we won 7-5.
Anyhoo, let's rock tomorrow... did i mention that some woman from the choir i sing in came up to me after choir on Monday and asked me if i was playing with the Legion of Flying Monkeys Horn orchestra @ the railway last week... she was there and so was I.
Also if there was any confusion and you were thinking that Classical Revolution was playing this week, they are not. I had booked them but then, as the SRSS goes, things often change and it falls back to me and my crew... which works just great for me in this instance. Odd thing that on this event the Globe and Mail called the Railway club, which then emailed me, to whom i forwarded to my contact... the article has gone to press and we missed a chance to get a supper show a national nod. Another good lesson: you can't choose your audience, and you never know what a show might bring. I know it says in various places on the Internet that Classical Revolution is playing the SRSS tomorrow at the Super Robertson Supper Show, but really I can't change that now. I try to be organized and get the word out, but you can't take things down off the Internet. Not like the old days when a poster you put up on the street would survive a record 3 months and you would get excited every time you would see it thinking what a good thing you did putting it there and having it survive for so long. Now there is enough damming irrevocable evidence of my incompetence on the Internet I'm screwed. My policy was always let the truth sit, but the problem with my policy is that people aren't like me...
A Local Musician named Randy Ponzio disappeared and was found dead last week. Terrible shame, and now many hack news sources are posting youtube videos of him playing that were shot live and have levels peaking out with just plain bad sound, making him appear not as good as he really was. It just got me thinking about what you really want out there... If i died i would rather be linked to a solid version of a good song, but there are clips of me in a woman's dress hitting a cowbell... could cast a different light on my existence.
So for Randy, who i didn't really know to well, lets put this one up:
Good solid stuff and in the end he goes on to preach compassion for the kids involved in the Vancouver Stanley Cup riot. When it happened i thought about myself as a 17 year old caught up in massive disappointment and a mob mentality and how, yes it might have been possible for me to end up in a smashing frenzy. I'm not saying it would have happened for sure, but it is possible i could have got swept up in the festivities, and in the end i turned out to be a good member of society (pay taxes, donate time to neighbourhood improvement, raising 3 responsible, aware children). So perhaps vilifying kids for a moment of insanity and punishing them so severely might not be the best thing for society... given that the people who run society do a lot of pre-meditated damage and all. At the same time, anybody who came to incite riot should spend the rest of their lives in a cell with the shady bankers and war profiteers.
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Help Help an Evil Cult Leader is Ruling us...
Tonight's headline makes reference to tomorrows act but since distinct SRSS blog protocol requires a review and a few tangents before we get there lets hold the horses.
Always a stickler for insane bad ideas... but you know the more i fray from smiley faced PR piggybacking on the tide of fresh new catchphrases from pop culture the better I feel. AS a matter of fact, I came very close to submitting the latest 21 Tandem Repeats album One Little Dream into the Juno nomination pool. I believe it can stand with anything and hold it's own, but that's my opinion, and i was thinking of testing my opinion and even spending close to One Hundred Dollars to do so. Of course you know you need to pay to win... the industry is a hungry monster that needs blood to declare a victor. But i was even OK with paying... slims down the pool. It came down to the forms and "Band shots" and answers to questions that i don't really know the answer to... career accomplishments, upcoming tours... on my end that translates to a pile of shit or a string of bagels. There was no real form to write "I'm just a guy with three young kids who made this record with the help of a bunch of friends, and all i do is play a regular gig in a club in Vancouver where i try all kinds of different things, some of them work and some of them don't, but slowly I'm getting better at understanding what i need to do and i hope that by the time my girls are teenagers and my wife is in Menopause I'll be able to hit the road with this act".
You see my answers don't jive with industry forms. In retrospect i probably should have sent that note in with a CD, but you know those damn forms... you get that error message that you didn't fill in one of the necessary forms and you can't move on. Paying money for opportunity to shine in an industry spotlight really doesn't sit well with me on a spiritual level... I almost used the word "religious level" but i really have a negative aversion to the word "religious".
What has the Music Industry done for Super Robertson... Nothing
What has Super Robertson done for the Music Industry... Nothing
Nothing lost Nothing gained... i still have my hundred bucks and when the winner wins i won't have the nagging doubt "did anybody actually listen to my record?". And I'm not saying I should win, I'm just saying on artistic, production, and performance merit it is not insane to suggest "One Little Dream" could be in the conversation. Like i said first question- Are you a band or a solo artist?... what is the answer? and if you go band you need to define how many of you there are and list people.
Egad did i actually just go on that tangent? OF COURSE I DID it is right there in some font i can't name off the top of my head.
OK
So Last week it was Tiny Tim Overdrive the Super Robertson Supper Show's favourite all ukulele band. It was TTO's third appearance at the SRSS and this time the bar was flooded with students from the foreign exchange school from across the street. The TTO layed down a fine set:
Unfortunately Joe had a scooter accident and was essentially maimed for the show which cut into my grand idea of having the ukulele orchestra sit in with myself and the coalition of the willing. We did hit the song Bent with 2 ukuleles but then we were on our own... it was myself, Jason Jones and Jan Torren with a drum kit a bass and a piano. I was big on the concepts on this night... it was going to be great to test our metal in all of these situations in where we are in different roles... how will we respond? Well the power went out during "On Frozen Pond" but that didn't slow us down:
I went into a drum solo and tried to do Rick Jeaneratte calling a Steve Dykstra Vs. Bob Nystrom fight, and for some reason name dropped the actor Bill Bixby. I should have said Don Digby to keep the quote accurate. The things one gets wrong in the middle of a drum solo... that will haunt me for some time.
You see i often listen to Rick Jeaneratter "Roll the highlight reel" @ work on the ipod. Rick Jeaneratte calls the Buffalo Sabers games, and let's just say he is one excitable hockey announcer, and for some reason that came to me at the time but i fucked it up.
Hot damn, just spent a lot of time listening to various calls researching the Don Digby call... of course this is a SRSS blog right. It is actually all important, music needs passion and passion can come from all sources. They tell you to write about love the universal passion but since everybody else is doing that... actually love is love, i shouldn't give ground here... if you love something you should write about it, or if you believe in something then you should write about it... I'm talking songs here not blogs filled with errant puffery.
So for tomorrow.. Wednesday November 16 2011 we have the Legion of Flying Monkeys Horn Orchestra:
Apparently the LFM will be a little short staffed on this night, so as leader of the SRSS in general I will be called into duty... i tried to sucker Johnson into bass duty as I'm not sure in my ability to hit the same bass notes as the rest of the band for the set. Ace bass player Chris Hixen is in Las Vegas, and nobody can play bass like him for the LFM... Guy can take a walking bass line with authority and make it work like honey in an ale.
Always a stickler for insane bad ideas... but you know the more i fray from smiley faced PR piggybacking on the tide of fresh new catchphrases from pop culture the better I feel. AS a matter of fact, I came very close to submitting the latest 21 Tandem Repeats album One Little Dream into the Juno nomination pool. I believe it can stand with anything and hold it's own, but that's my opinion, and i was thinking of testing my opinion and even spending close to One Hundred Dollars to do so. Of course you know you need to pay to win... the industry is a hungry monster that needs blood to declare a victor. But i was even OK with paying... slims down the pool. It came down to the forms and "Band shots" and answers to questions that i don't really know the answer to... career accomplishments, upcoming tours... on my end that translates to a pile of shit or a string of bagels. There was no real form to write "I'm just a guy with three young kids who made this record with the help of a bunch of friends, and all i do is play a regular gig in a club in Vancouver where i try all kinds of different things, some of them work and some of them don't, but slowly I'm getting better at understanding what i need to do and i hope that by the time my girls are teenagers and my wife is in Menopause I'll be able to hit the road with this act".
You see my answers don't jive with industry forms. In retrospect i probably should have sent that note in with a CD, but you know those damn forms... you get that error message that you didn't fill in one of the necessary forms and you can't move on. Paying money for opportunity to shine in an industry spotlight really doesn't sit well with me on a spiritual level... I almost used the word "religious level" but i really have a negative aversion to the word "religious".
What has the Music Industry done for Super Robertson... Nothing
What has Super Robertson done for the Music Industry... Nothing
Nothing lost Nothing gained... i still have my hundred bucks and when the winner wins i won't have the nagging doubt "did anybody actually listen to my record?". And I'm not saying I should win, I'm just saying on artistic, production, and performance merit it is not insane to suggest "One Little Dream" could be in the conversation. Like i said first question- Are you a band or a solo artist?... what is the answer? and if you go band you need to define how many of you there are and list people.
Egad did i actually just go on that tangent? OF COURSE I DID it is right there in some font i can't name off the top of my head.
OK
So Last week it was Tiny Tim Overdrive the Super Robertson Supper Show's favourite all ukulele band. It was TTO's third appearance at the SRSS and this time the bar was flooded with students from the foreign exchange school from across the street. The TTO layed down a fine set:
Unfortunately Joe had a scooter accident and was essentially maimed for the show which cut into my grand idea of having the ukulele orchestra sit in with myself and the coalition of the willing. We did hit the song Bent with 2 ukuleles but then we were on our own... it was myself, Jason Jones and Jan Torren with a drum kit a bass and a piano. I was big on the concepts on this night... it was going to be great to test our metal in all of these situations in where we are in different roles... how will we respond? Well the power went out during "On Frozen Pond" but that didn't slow us down:
I went into a drum solo and tried to do Rick Jeaneratte calling a Steve Dykstra Vs. Bob Nystrom fight, and for some reason name dropped the actor Bill Bixby. I should have said Don Digby to keep the quote accurate. The things one gets wrong in the middle of a drum solo... that will haunt me for some time.
You see i often listen to Rick Jeaneratter "Roll the highlight reel" @ work on the ipod. Rick Jeaneratte calls the Buffalo Sabers games, and let's just say he is one excitable hockey announcer, and for some reason that came to me at the time but i fucked it up.
Hot damn, just spent a lot of time listening to various calls researching the Don Digby call... of course this is a SRSS blog right. It is actually all important, music needs passion and passion can come from all sources. They tell you to write about love the universal passion but since everybody else is doing that... actually love is love, i shouldn't give ground here... if you love something you should write about it, or if you believe in something then you should write about it... I'm talking songs here not blogs filled with errant puffery.
So for tomorrow.. Wednesday November 16 2011 we have the Legion of Flying Monkeys Horn Orchestra:
Apparently the LFM will be a little short staffed on this night, so as leader of the SRSS in general I will be called into duty... i tried to sucker Johnson into bass duty as I'm not sure in my ability to hit the same bass notes as the rest of the band for the set. Ace bass player Chris Hixen is in Las Vegas, and nobody can play bass like him for the LFM... Guy can take a walking bass line with authority and make it work like honey in an ale.
Tuesday, November 08, 2011
I had great ideas moments ago...
But now there is a maniac behind me going through things saying words like "cleanse" and "throw out" and "I don't want to move all this crap with us"... which can be very hard on a mind like mine. We happen to be talking about the early years of the SRSS VSH tape collection, that i actually think i might need if i were to say... try to make a documentary about the SRSS. Perhaps it would be better to throw the bastards away and just move on with a clean slate calling a failure a failure and not having somebody mad at me for having all this useless junk that i "never use". Kind of busy the last few years for some reason, so archiving artistic adventures for good or ill, has kind of been on the back seat. It's all i can do to make the show, which perhaps is my first mistake, the second mistake is playing it, and the third mistake is trying to document it's very existence. Clearly it's not important, we live in a town obsessed with calling itself "no fun city" and harping on all the things that don't happen. And then every once in a while some megalomaniac comes along and thinks what he is doing is so important that he has to analyze and document it and then put it on the Internet as his "own personal vanity project". None the less i know there is some fine footage of a band jamming and then being joined on stage by some long haired bearded hippie blowing into a large wooden horn, or a drummer with glasses thrashing away on many different rhythms at various intervals... and if we are going to make a film, we need to teach the lessons.
Probably just best to throw the bastards out... what i really need to do is get the hell away from... but you know me i like to bury myself on as many levels as possible.
What happened last week you ask? OK how bout i pretend you ask and then carry on... Cam and Jesse come correct... i was kind of late for the show due to the insanity of life and the certain knowledge that i didn't have to make it on time... actually all logic screamed at me to skip the show all together, but i went down, cause that's the way i roll. I have to say Cam and Jesse put on one fine show... the place was packed and the entertainment was very tasteful. Shall we say "they came correct". It's always easier to play in front of a full house... which is easier to get in November when the sun is down and it's raining so the idea of catching a sunset on a beach is off the list and going down to the super Robertson Super Show is far more palatable. But you can't choose your audience, so when you get a good one swing for the fence. I came in the door and JLS was working the board like the seasoned pro he is, to my left stood Super Steve... i mean right... Super Steve was not working the door he was leaning against the back bar enjoying the festivities. Then i ran into Andrew and we talked music and hockey on the way to the back bar to quench the old thirst. The show was going strong and no performers were in the toilet... they were on stage playing great art, singing killer, strumming strong... keeping it real family like. A packed house and there wasn't even a Facebook event announcement... How can that be?
You know I'm just busting balls, I give it to Cam and Jesse from time to time, so i think it's only fair to give high praise when they do really great. Great banter, great playing, great songs... somebody call Vegas!
My daughter.. well the oldest, is getting into reading an writing and has posted notices all over our yard (thumb tacked to fences and trees) asking if anybody wants to join a "club' she is trying to start... there are some requirements... you need to know how to write, is one of them. So i asked her how it was going and she replied "not very well"... apparently she only got one reply and it was from herself and she had to answer "no" to the question "can you write" because apparently she keeps doing everything wrong.
Pretty funny, but then i thought "Chip off the old block"... weird ideas that most people want no part of, advertising at great effort at all the wrong places, Bizarre requirements that one believes they themselves are not fit to serve with... Next thing you know she will be commenting on her own website or itunes page under some "Parrishberg" alias pointing out the shortcomings of each project. Never lose the comedy of the big picture people... life as we know it is a fast food industry and we are being fleeced of our money, our time, and our freedom... don't let go the comedy and the spirit of just doing things.
Walk in the woods while we still have woods, listen to what you really like musically... there is tonnes of great music out there... don't believe the hype, and if the heard is moving in one direction go the other way.
OK
Tomorrow we have:
Tiny Tim Overdrive
and then 21 Tandem Repeats and Tiny Tim Overdrive in MONSTER JAM.
This is SR and T.T.O doing the Van Gophers song "Bathroom Squeege" on March 11:
Probably just best to throw the bastards out... what i really need to do is get the hell away from... but you know me i like to bury myself on as many levels as possible.
What happened last week you ask? OK how bout i pretend you ask and then carry on... Cam and Jesse come correct... i was kind of late for the show due to the insanity of life and the certain knowledge that i didn't have to make it on time... actually all logic screamed at me to skip the show all together, but i went down, cause that's the way i roll. I have to say Cam and Jesse put on one fine show... the place was packed and the entertainment was very tasteful. Shall we say "they came correct". It's always easier to play in front of a full house... which is easier to get in November when the sun is down and it's raining so the idea of catching a sunset on a beach is off the list and going down to the super Robertson Super Show is far more palatable. But you can't choose your audience, so when you get a good one swing for the fence. I came in the door and JLS was working the board like the seasoned pro he is, to my left stood Super Steve... i mean right... Super Steve was not working the door he was leaning against the back bar enjoying the festivities. Then i ran into Andrew and we talked music and hockey on the way to the back bar to quench the old thirst. The show was going strong and no performers were in the toilet... they were on stage playing great art, singing killer, strumming strong... keeping it real family like. A packed house and there wasn't even a Facebook event announcement... How can that be?
You know I'm just busting balls, I give it to Cam and Jesse from time to time, so i think it's only fair to give high praise when they do really great. Great banter, great playing, great songs... somebody call Vegas!
My daughter.. well the oldest, is getting into reading an writing and has posted notices all over our yard (thumb tacked to fences and trees) asking if anybody wants to join a "club' she is trying to start... there are some requirements... you need to know how to write, is one of them. So i asked her how it was going and she replied "not very well"... apparently she only got one reply and it was from herself and she had to answer "no" to the question "can you write" because apparently she keeps doing everything wrong.
Pretty funny, but then i thought "Chip off the old block"... weird ideas that most people want no part of, advertising at great effort at all the wrong places, Bizarre requirements that one believes they themselves are not fit to serve with... Next thing you know she will be commenting on her own website or itunes page under some "Parrishberg" alias pointing out the shortcomings of each project. Never lose the comedy of the big picture people... life as we know it is a fast food industry and we are being fleeced of our money, our time, and our freedom... don't let go the comedy and the spirit of just doing things.
Walk in the woods while we still have woods, listen to what you really like musically... there is tonnes of great music out there... don't believe the hype, and if the heard is moving in one direction go the other way.
OK
Tomorrow we have:
Tiny Tim Overdrive
and then 21 Tandem Repeats and Tiny Tim Overdrive in MONSTER JAM.
This is SR and T.T.O doing the Van Gophers song "Bathroom Squeege" on March 11:
Tuesday, November 01, 2011
OK where did the day go...
Hot damn, only like 8 more Super Robertson Supper show blog posts left and i can shed this Tuesday night gig like a python moving on. Why python? I don't know, first skin shedding organism that came to mind as our hero watched the clock on a couple of levels...
Ok how do we do this.. should we take a tangent first or review last weeks show first... heads show, tails tangent... I just got a Polar bear, I don't know what you got but since I'm running the show, i believe it means tangent. A 2 dollar coin in Canada has a head on one side and a Polar bear on the other side... the Polar Bear would be the tail then... BTW did you hear some loon Senator proposed some idea that Canada lose the Beaver as a national mascot and run with the Polar Bear. All i can say to that is that I need a gig as a Senator, I would be one King Hell Senator, just sitting there incubating my golden egg. Hell why not the Polar Bear? It's a pretty sure bet that the Polar Bear will join the Javan Rhino which is now extinct in mainland Asia. Polar bears are great and Majestic... I like Polar Bears... from a distance. Sorry Bears, we fucked up, but it was necessary because we needed a strong economy, except we kind of fucked that up too, but nobody could have for seen that... unless of course they were an unpatriotic fucking ass hole, and who listens to those people?
Ok so the show was a King hell show... packed to the tits, King Dinosaur, out there dancing up a storm to the song "wagon wheel" by Old Crow Medicine Show, which apparently is a rework of a Dylan song, or an in completed Dylan song.. we did it in out choir and i think i remember something like that. No Super Steve however... a rare absence by the Key SRSS stalwart... i Believe the Canucks even lost, but for the record they stomped the balls of the lowly Flames tonight. Speaking of Hockey and the SRSS i should have to note that two weeks ago when the Toronto maple Leafs had a great 3rd period comeback and SO victory over the Jets the damn bar played the Worlds Series instead... completely unacceptable!
Opening the show was THE BEVELED EDGES:
Great band, nice tight set, great vocals featuring Ginger and Moonshine drummer Mike Swallow on guitar.
Followed by the one and only Ginger and Moonshine... a SRSS 5 star band:
I got to stomp down the classic SR reggae rap from "a touch of pepper" and another song from the 4 track album "the Ocean is Life". Every once in a while the stars align and a man gets to go back to his roots and appear to know what the hell he is doing.
There was a massive turn out, the bands played great, we started on time thanks to the early arrival of our kingpin sound man Johnny Wildkat (AKA JLS the destroyer) and all went well in the universe. Perhaps SR and King Dinosaur had one too many pitchers of beer but i shook that off by the time i delivered the mail on 10th avenue to the comedy of listening to the song "Famous Person". Not everybody in the universe can deliver mail on their own street listening to a song about a mailman delivering mail on their own street.
Should we flip for another diversion?
Polar Bear again... As a Leaf fan, nobody will ever call me a Senator, but what the hey, i have a few points left in me tonight... why? Why not I say. In the end it's all just memories and who knows maybe next year, i will miss the chance to go off to nobody in particular about the world in which i see it... sure it's my own little world, that is non popular... hot damn, i like that term! What kind of music do you play sir? I play non popular music shiteyes! It's just the way it goes, i dry my garlic cloves, remind me to write about my tomato harvest in that other blog...
OK here is the next diversion.. MOVEMBER! I did the Movember movement last year and it was a serious scar to my relationship with pro facial hair... hanging out with my "team" with all those sissies whining about their pain with regard to their moustaches... I'd rather go back to kindergarten, and in the end i only raised 20 bones and that was donated by 2 friends who were also in the movement, and i donated back to them... so OK we put some money in the pot. However seeing that my wife is one of the leading cancer researchers in the world i saw my contribution as rather lame and i did it going against all my principles with regard to proper facial hair, and respect to the moustache. So here is the deal... In November buy the song "Moustache man" by 21 Tandem repeats and i will give all the money i make to cancer research. If it takes off, which given my history of having things take off, i doubt it, I'll go to a Movember meeting and let all those sissies shave my pro moustache off and ridicule me as an non moustache chump... Give me a number of downloads and you know I'll answer the bell... that's the kind of guy i am and you know it. I feel safe on this ground, it's win win, i Keep my pro moustache and carry on, or you guys make the challenge and we raise some money at my expense. I'm good on either road... either way I'll donate the money even if somebody accidentally downloads the song. If i was a celebrity i could and would raise money for a good cause, but so far I'm just another jackass in a bar with a guitar playing songs nobody wants to hear (for the record I don't want to be a celebrity) . On that Note i must say CT has a really good idea on the cancer front... It's not my deal to spill the beans on a blog... because science in the new "money first" world is not about sharing, but rather patent this and then profit from it platform.
Tomorrow we have the Cam and Jesse Supper Show... apparently there will be cake.
Ok how do we do this.. should we take a tangent first or review last weeks show first... heads show, tails tangent... I just got a Polar bear, I don't know what you got but since I'm running the show, i believe it means tangent. A 2 dollar coin in Canada has a head on one side and a Polar bear on the other side... the Polar Bear would be the tail then... BTW did you hear some loon Senator proposed some idea that Canada lose the Beaver as a national mascot and run with the Polar Bear. All i can say to that is that I need a gig as a Senator, I would be one King Hell Senator, just sitting there incubating my golden egg. Hell why not the Polar Bear? It's a pretty sure bet that the Polar Bear will join the Javan Rhino which is now extinct in mainland Asia. Polar bears are great and Majestic... I like Polar Bears... from a distance. Sorry Bears, we fucked up, but it was necessary because we needed a strong economy, except we kind of fucked that up too, but nobody could have for seen that... unless of course they were an unpatriotic fucking ass hole, and who listens to those people?
Ok so the show was a King hell show... packed to the tits, King Dinosaur, out there dancing up a storm to the song "wagon wheel" by Old Crow Medicine Show, which apparently is a rework of a Dylan song, or an in completed Dylan song.. we did it in out choir and i think i remember something like that. No Super Steve however... a rare absence by the Key SRSS stalwart... i Believe the Canucks even lost, but for the record they stomped the balls of the lowly Flames tonight. Speaking of Hockey and the SRSS i should have to note that two weeks ago when the Toronto maple Leafs had a great 3rd period comeback and SO victory over the Jets the damn bar played the Worlds Series instead... completely unacceptable!
Opening the show was THE BEVELED EDGES:
Great band, nice tight set, great vocals featuring Ginger and Moonshine drummer Mike Swallow on guitar.
Followed by the one and only Ginger and Moonshine... a SRSS 5 star band:
I got to stomp down the classic SR reggae rap from "a touch of pepper" and another song from the 4 track album "the Ocean is Life". Every once in a while the stars align and a man gets to go back to his roots and appear to know what the hell he is doing.
There was a massive turn out, the bands played great, we started on time thanks to the early arrival of our kingpin sound man Johnny Wildkat (AKA JLS the destroyer) and all went well in the universe. Perhaps SR and King Dinosaur had one too many pitchers of beer but i shook that off by the time i delivered the mail on 10th avenue to the comedy of listening to the song "Famous Person". Not everybody in the universe can deliver mail on their own street listening to a song about a mailman delivering mail on their own street.
Should we flip for another diversion?
Polar Bear again... As a Leaf fan, nobody will ever call me a Senator, but what the hey, i have a few points left in me tonight... why? Why not I say. In the end it's all just memories and who knows maybe next year, i will miss the chance to go off to nobody in particular about the world in which i see it... sure it's my own little world, that is non popular... hot damn, i like that term! What kind of music do you play sir? I play non popular music shiteyes! It's just the way it goes, i dry my garlic cloves, remind me to write about my tomato harvest in that other blog...
OK here is the next diversion.. MOVEMBER! I did the Movember movement last year and it was a serious scar to my relationship with pro facial hair... hanging out with my "team" with all those sissies whining about their pain with regard to their moustaches... I'd rather go back to kindergarten, and in the end i only raised 20 bones and that was donated by 2 friends who were also in the movement, and i donated back to them... so OK we put some money in the pot. However seeing that my wife is one of the leading cancer researchers in the world i saw my contribution as rather lame and i did it going against all my principles with regard to proper facial hair, and respect to the moustache. So here is the deal... In November buy the song "Moustache man" by 21 Tandem repeats and i will give all the money i make to cancer research. If it takes off, which given my history of having things take off, i doubt it, I'll go to a Movember meeting and let all those sissies shave my pro moustache off and ridicule me as an non moustache chump... Give me a number of downloads and you know I'll answer the bell... that's the kind of guy i am and you know it. I feel safe on this ground, it's win win, i Keep my pro moustache and carry on, or you guys make the challenge and we raise some money at my expense. I'm good on either road... either way I'll donate the money even if somebody accidentally downloads the song. If i was a celebrity i could and would raise money for a good cause, but so far I'm just another jackass in a bar with a guitar playing songs nobody wants to hear (for the record I don't want to be a celebrity) . On that Note i must say CT has a really good idea on the cancer front... It's not my deal to spill the beans on a blog... because science in the new "money first" world is not about sharing, but rather patent this and then profit from it platform.
Tomorrow we have the Cam and Jesse Supper Show... apparently there will be cake.
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Duelling bass solo last week
Because of course we had triple bass... that's right a double bass, and a single bass equals triple bass last time i checked, but hey they call me the square:
An old Knockin' Dog song that never saw the light of day, but seems to be shining bright these days, some songs have their day after years of trying to reach the surface. I like to see a song as an individual being... it just needs the right environment to thrive. In the wrong environment it just sits there being criticized with all it's apparent flaws being the reason for all the world's ills... you know what i mean. For the record i don't want to knock criticism, one of the greatest tools an open mind has available for it's service.
The Rev D Badcock wrote the words for the most part... always with the American automobile reference... smart idea really. Me i never write about cars... I really don't care for them too much, the Rev's identity is tied to his automobiles... he was always telling me what i should drive... I was like "who gives a shit"... put people really do. Tonight people were grooving to this song in the gym that was so soaked in auto tune it was absolutely ridiculous... all i could think was "How did that get out of production without somebody kicking the shit out of the person responsible for the soaking". But the reality is, for the bottom line they did the right thing... their song is playing making money and CONSUMERS are loving it.
How bout this version of square boy from September 2009, which was actually the first time i played the song in over a decade, contrary to what i told Jason Jones a few weeks ago, which was an honest memory malfunction. JLS on skins, Younger on Guitar and K Nazo on trumpet:
This should be the SRSS blog not the history of the song Square Boy blog... It was written in a bedroom in a few minutes by some kids who had mountains of ideas in their heads but no confidence.
WHERE WERE WE... well we didn't have the caps lock on... it was Jovana Golubovic and Cameron Lewis who opened up with a fair clinic... guitar bass and voice... and of course crowd chatter. You can't have a show in a WORLD CLASS city without lots of crowd chatter, it's the way we roll around here. I wonder if people listen in Portland?
with a band you can fight the chatter a little better:
it's still there, but you can compete which is what you need to do, if your going to be in the "business"... Me, I'm just a gibbering fool 41 and drumming, sometimes it's hard to find the right words, it feels like your just strumming, i did some things that i wish i didn't but i wouldn't trade me for nothing... ah hell lets call it embed night:
weird processing on that... years have passed since the upload, and the way computers process things leaves old relics in the dust... perhaps time for a new upload... which makes a case for why a crazy kook woman shouldn't throw out a man's good collection of cassettes even if they are leaving the country an it might appear to someone on an insane tangent that it is indeed "useless junk".
but that's another battle that needs a secret tunnel to a secret room to really survive.. and in the meantime we have some Super Robertson Supper Shows to do:
On Wednesday October 26 2011
Ginger and Moonshine is back! With Special guests.... THE BEVELED EDGES!
This is Ginger and Moonshine from their March 23 2011 Super Robertson Supper Show
They actually make a cameo in the "Bold Point Road OFFICIAL VIDEO" from that night when they rose to the occasion and learned the song and we grabbed a drummer named Doug from NYC and spanked down a pretty decent version:
word from the Internet is that there are close to 50 people coming to this show, let us prey the sound man comes on time, as it is a Vancouver City Limits night.
An old Knockin' Dog song that never saw the light of day, but seems to be shining bright these days, some songs have their day after years of trying to reach the surface. I like to see a song as an individual being... it just needs the right environment to thrive. In the wrong environment it just sits there being criticized with all it's apparent flaws being the reason for all the world's ills... you know what i mean. For the record i don't want to knock criticism, one of the greatest tools an open mind has available for it's service.
The Rev D Badcock wrote the words for the most part... always with the American automobile reference... smart idea really. Me i never write about cars... I really don't care for them too much, the Rev's identity is tied to his automobiles... he was always telling me what i should drive... I was like "who gives a shit"... put people really do. Tonight people were grooving to this song in the gym that was so soaked in auto tune it was absolutely ridiculous... all i could think was "How did that get out of production without somebody kicking the shit out of the person responsible for the soaking". But the reality is, for the bottom line they did the right thing... their song is playing making money and CONSUMERS are loving it.
How bout this version of square boy from September 2009, which was actually the first time i played the song in over a decade, contrary to what i told Jason Jones a few weeks ago, which was an honest memory malfunction. JLS on skins, Younger on Guitar and K Nazo on trumpet:
This should be the SRSS blog not the history of the song Square Boy blog... It was written in a bedroom in a few minutes by some kids who had mountains of ideas in their heads but no confidence.
WHERE WERE WE... well we didn't have the caps lock on... it was Jovana Golubovic and Cameron Lewis who opened up with a fair clinic... guitar bass and voice... and of course crowd chatter. You can't have a show in a WORLD CLASS city without lots of crowd chatter, it's the way we roll around here. I wonder if people listen in Portland?
with a band you can fight the chatter a little better:
it's still there, but you can compete which is what you need to do, if your going to be in the "business"... Me, I'm just a gibbering fool 41 and drumming, sometimes it's hard to find the right words, it feels like your just strumming, i did some things that i wish i didn't but i wouldn't trade me for nothing... ah hell lets call it embed night:
weird processing on that... years have passed since the upload, and the way computers process things leaves old relics in the dust... perhaps time for a new upload... which makes a case for why a crazy kook woman shouldn't throw out a man's good collection of cassettes even if they are leaving the country an it might appear to someone on an insane tangent that it is indeed "useless junk".
but that's another battle that needs a secret tunnel to a secret room to really survive.. and in the meantime we have some Super Robertson Supper Shows to do:
On Wednesday October 26 2011
Ginger and Moonshine is back! With Special guests.... THE BEVELED EDGES!
This is Ginger and Moonshine from their March 23 2011 Super Robertson Supper Show
They actually make a cameo in the "Bold Point Road OFFICIAL VIDEO" from that night when they rose to the occasion and learned the song and we grabbed a drummer named Doug from NYC and spanked down a pretty decent version:
word from the Internet is that there are close to 50 people coming to this show, let us prey the sound man comes on time, as it is a Vancouver City Limits night.
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
Bloggerson strikes again for the 284th time...
AHH Nothing like a little nostalgia before settling in to a routine for good or ill.
I thought last weeks Super Robertson Supper Show was just fine and dandy, there perhaps was an element of cartilaginous fish... sharks that is. Sharks of course are great for oceans and metaphors alike. Just when i get all happy about closing down the SRSS and calling a good run a good run and letting the memory grow into something bigger than it actually was it seems there is a pack of hammerheads eager to try to keep the SRSS going in my absence... as if it was some fertile waters, a glorious feeding hole, or just another free gig and a chance to play music. The more i think about it, the more i realize, What the hell am i thinking about it for?, I'm done.
But what if a show were to go on in my name and the people running it didn't have the good sense to cane themselves after they loose their fucking minds... ahh all the little things to worry about. Who's writing the blog, who's filming other people and spending their time posting it, who's going to go lead a crew of people that have never met into a 3 chord song with a 2 chord chorus, who's going to leash the horn band, who's going to listen to complains from performers and audience members, who's going to tell people not to worry and just continue in the face of sure doom... I guess somebody will, or they won't and nobody will ever notice anyways.
quick fact: anybody could do a Supper Show any night of the week at any number of venues by just asking to try it.
quick fact 2: doing a regular gig is one king hell curse on your time and your psyche... it worked for me because... well you will have to wait for my lecture on "how to run a a Super Robertson Supper Show"
quick fact 3: the best thing for me is to kill this bastard... memories grow stronger with time.
quick fact 4: I never do what is best for me.
quick fact 5: Cast iron skillets used to be the leading source of iron in the North American diet!
That's a bad thing when you think of Teflon fry pans... cause that shit is toxic. I kind of want to punch myself in the face for using that Teflon pan that was all scratched up that i got from a garbage can when i went to university... I should have just got me one good cast iron pan... but then one of those idiot roommates of mine wouldn't have cleaned it properly or left it in the sink full of water and that would have caused all kinds of problems. A good cast iron skillet needs to be oiled and clean and free from water or it will oxidize... fancy word for rust. That's why iron skillets don't work with small minded mouth breathing students that believe they don't have time to clean properly.
A Super Robertson Supper Show is like a cast iron pan... solid and durable, multifunctional, it can make all kinds of dishes but if neglected will rust and become useless. Just another awkward weight in the cupboard that some crazy dame thinks needs to be shipped to the salvation army.
So the Supertones opened the show... the Supertones who were formerly a band with a name i could never spell, and then for a brief week were called "James Toren Johnson"... but now for this week seem to be called the Supertones.
This song is called "In this town again"
And then the 21 Tandem Repeats collective took the stage with the lineup we have been going with for a bit and we seem to be coming into our own... same bass and Guitar as the Supertones (Jan and Christopher), but we had Shawn on drums, a man who can play with me anytime anyplace always... and Jason Jones a versatile no maintenance "roll with the punches" piano player... also King Hell Player.
In a lot of ways I'm kind of glad we are coming to a peak as my time is coming to an end... all my other bands died a slow miserable death of broken promise and lost hopes, where this one could just stop playing when we are killing it and I'll be able to look back and think about that really wicked period that might not be marred by something rather negative (i should watch it there is lots of time left). Actually to be honest i think the 21 Tandem Repeats experience has really gotten it's shit together in the last couple of years and the big thing is that i now put people in positions in which they can succeed... that and playing with king hell drummers like Shawn Killaly and Tim Watson. Everything else is just choice of clothing kind of stuff. And by the way that all happened as a result of the SRSS... the lesson for me was, don't play a regular gig like the SRSS with a regular band, but rather have a "willing coalition" of people who can (very important) and want to (also important) play.
I think this is BOB STYLE, a song I wrote with Simian Special and we put on the Supersimian album "How the Tiger got Lionized". We basically wrote that album to have material for the SRSS lead by the track "70's rock @ the Railway", so i figured it a good idea to play some of the songs every once in a while:
And the song Nothing is heard, which will will always be hard to duplicate considering the version we spanked down on the album "One Little Dream"... that said good character on this version:
You see what happened was that my neighbour who actually wasn't my neighbour at the time but just a good friend gave me a wooden frog and told me to get down to the peace rally. Now i was always one who believed that protesting was a waste of time because nobody listens anyway, but i went down with my wife and young daughter. We got in near the Carnival Band and i got grooving on the frog and we started marching and there were such good vibes, good grooves, and i couldn't believe how many people were there... it was incredible!... a packed street for miles and miles chanting no blood for oil, "weapons of mass distraction" signs... just nothing but numbers and truth. i had the time of my life.. i even watched the news that night which made slight mention that the world had millions and millions of people out protesting the great war for oil... and in the Vancouver Sun the next day on the front page there was a blond woman on a picnic bench wrapped in an American flag and and the background was blurred so you couldn't tell it it was 3 or 4 people behind her... the caption read "People in Calgary joined in a pro George Bush Rally".
SO a few hundred thousand people march for peace and 4 people sit apathetically in a park, and one is an anti war and the other is a pro George Bush and who gets the front page? alas nothing is heard.
As we know the war happened, who knows how many were killed, orphaned, maimed... counts seem to be in the millions, and it cost billions... probably a whole generation will never get over it.
What's happening @ the SRSS this fall...
Wednesday October 19- Jovana Golubovic playing with a double bass player Cameron Lewis will share the night with the 21 Tandem Repeats collective.
Wednesday October 26- Ginger and Moonshine with Special guests.... THE BEVELED EDGES!
WEDNESDAY NOVEMBER 2- THE CAM AND JESSE SR SUPPER SHOW
Wednesday November 9- Tiny Tim Overdrive and the 21 Tandem Repeats Collective.
Wednesday November 16- The Legion of Flying Monkeys Horn Orchestra
Wednesday November 23- Classical Revolution Vancouver
Wednesday November 30- Gogo Bonkers and the 21 Tandem Repeats Collective.
Wednesday December 7- Cam and Jesse Super Robertson Supper Show
Wednesday December 14- A Spectre Is Haunting Europe
Wednesday December 21- Chris Rzepa and the looping cello to join in the 21 Tandem Repeats Collective. Also give a homemade gift to a fellow human night.
Wednesday December 28- How to run a SRSS, a lecture by S Robertson.
I thought last weeks Super Robertson Supper Show was just fine and dandy, there perhaps was an element of cartilaginous fish... sharks that is. Sharks of course are great for oceans and metaphors alike. Just when i get all happy about closing down the SRSS and calling a good run a good run and letting the memory grow into something bigger than it actually was it seems there is a pack of hammerheads eager to try to keep the SRSS going in my absence... as if it was some fertile waters, a glorious feeding hole, or just another free gig and a chance to play music. The more i think about it, the more i realize, What the hell am i thinking about it for?, I'm done.
But what if a show were to go on in my name and the people running it didn't have the good sense to cane themselves after they loose their fucking minds... ahh all the little things to worry about. Who's writing the blog, who's filming other people and spending their time posting it, who's going to go lead a crew of people that have never met into a 3 chord song with a 2 chord chorus, who's going to leash the horn band, who's going to listen to complains from performers and audience members, who's going to tell people not to worry and just continue in the face of sure doom... I guess somebody will, or they won't and nobody will ever notice anyways.
quick fact: anybody could do a Supper Show any night of the week at any number of venues by just asking to try it.
quick fact 2: doing a regular gig is one king hell curse on your time and your psyche... it worked for me because... well you will have to wait for my lecture on "how to run a a Super Robertson Supper Show"
quick fact 3: the best thing for me is to kill this bastard... memories grow stronger with time.
quick fact 4: I never do what is best for me.
quick fact 5: Cast iron skillets used to be the leading source of iron in the North American diet!
That's a bad thing when you think of Teflon fry pans... cause that shit is toxic. I kind of want to punch myself in the face for using that Teflon pan that was all scratched up that i got from a garbage can when i went to university... I should have just got me one good cast iron pan... but then one of those idiot roommates of mine wouldn't have cleaned it properly or left it in the sink full of water and that would have caused all kinds of problems. A good cast iron skillet needs to be oiled and clean and free from water or it will oxidize... fancy word for rust. That's why iron skillets don't work with small minded mouth breathing students that believe they don't have time to clean properly.
A Super Robertson Supper Show is like a cast iron pan... solid and durable, multifunctional, it can make all kinds of dishes but if neglected will rust and become useless. Just another awkward weight in the cupboard that some crazy dame thinks needs to be shipped to the salvation army.
So the Supertones opened the show... the Supertones who were formerly a band with a name i could never spell, and then for a brief week were called "James Toren Johnson"... but now for this week seem to be called the Supertones.
This song is called "In this town again"
And then the 21 Tandem Repeats collective took the stage with the lineup we have been going with for a bit and we seem to be coming into our own... same bass and Guitar as the Supertones (Jan and Christopher), but we had Shawn on drums, a man who can play with me anytime anyplace always... and Jason Jones a versatile no maintenance "roll with the punches" piano player... also King Hell Player.
In a lot of ways I'm kind of glad we are coming to a peak as my time is coming to an end... all my other bands died a slow miserable death of broken promise and lost hopes, where this one could just stop playing when we are killing it and I'll be able to look back and think about that really wicked period that might not be marred by something rather negative (i should watch it there is lots of time left). Actually to be honest i think the 21 Tandem Repeats experience has really gotten it's shit together in the last couple of years and the big thing is that i now put people in positions in which they can succeed... that and playing with king hell drummers like Shawn Killaly and Tim Watson. Everything else is just choice of clothing kind of stuff. And by the way that all happened as a result of the SRSS... the lesson for me was, don't play a regular gig like the SRSS with a regular band, but rather have a "willing coalition" of people who can (very important) and want to (also important) play.
I think this is BOB STYLE, a song I wrote with Simian Special and we put on the Supersimian album "How the Tiger got Lionized". We basically wrote that album to have material for the SRSS lead by the track "70's rock @ the Railway", so i figured it a good idea to play some of the songs every once in a while:
And the song Nothing is heard, which will will always be hard to duplicate considering the version we spanked down on the album "One Little Dream"... that said good character on this version:
You see what happened was that my neighbour who actually wasn't my neighbour at the time but just a good friend gave me a wooden frog and told me to get down to the peace rally. Now i was always one who believed that protesting was a waste of time because nobody listens anyway, but i went down with my wife and young daughter. We got in near the Carnival Band and i got grooving on the frog and we started marching and there were such good vibes, good grooves, and i couldn't believe how many people were there... it was incredible!... a packed street for miles and miles chanting no blood for oil, "weapons of mass distraction" signs... just nothing but numbers and truth. i had the time of my life.. i even watched the news that night which made slight mention that the world had millions and millions of people out protesting the great war for oil... and in the Vancouver Sun the next day on the front page there was a blond woman on a picnic bench wrapped in an American flag and and the background was blurred so you couldn't tell it it was 3 or 4 people behind her... the caption read "People in Calgary joined in a pro George Bush Rally".
SO a few hundred thousand people march for peace and 4 people sit apathetically in a park, and one is an anti war and the other is a pro George Bush and who gets the front page? alas nothing is heard.
As we know the war happened, who knows how many were killed, orphaned, maimed... counts seem to be in the millions, and it cost billions... probably a whole generation will never get over it.
What's happening @ the SRSS this fall...
Wednesday October 19- Jovana Golubovic playing with a double bass player Cameron Lewis will share the night with the 21 Tandem Repeats collective.
Wednesday October 26- Ginger and Moonshine with Special guests.... THE BEVELED EDGES!
WEDNESDAY NOVEMBER 2- THE CAM AND JESSE SR SUPPER SHOW
Wednesday November 9- Tiny Tim Overdrive and the 21 Tandem Repeats Collective.
Wednesday November 16- The Legion of Flying Monkeys Horn Orchestra
Wednesday November 23- Classical Revolution Vancouver
Wednesday November 30- Gogo Bonkers and the 21 Tandem Repeats Collective.
Wednesday December 7- Cam and Jesse Super Robertson Supper Show
Wednesday December 14- A Spectre Is Haunting Europe
Wednesday December 21- Chris Rzepa and the looping cello to join in the 21 Tandem Repeats Collective. Also give a homemade gift to a fellow human night.
Wednesday December 28- How to run a SRSS, a lecture by S Robertson.
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
October 5 re-cap
Hard to know where to go with this review... they started 20 minutes late, and then they gave a reason which was totally unacceptable to the SR mindset, but hey, what you going to do. Did i mention Cam did "The Man from Nantucket" poem again... move come quickly!
There were some good times for sure, and the intimate audience enjoyed the show. Jesse made up a birthday song for Ivan:
Classic Matheson... no denying he held court and entertained the audience, and that's what we are looking for... the less one hears about fecal matter and fucking ears with your own large male member the better I say.
If you want to do a burlesque show then i think mild nudity is acceptable... actually i have no problem with nakedness. I think in me it is a matter of rebellion... wear a suit look respectable... but the people that just stole all the money wear suits... shut up you, and look respectable, and don't be so paranoid and foolish, obey the laws for your protection.
Then the next question is why put on a show, and then review it, and then give it a bad review? That makes no sense in terms of expanding one's brand... you know building a following, a following you can sell stuff to, or get to vote for you in an exposure competition. Like a room full of people and you throw your ideas against the human mosaic and see what sticks and then refine that idea focusing on the ideas that brought people into the fold. Smells like shit eh! I'm just being facetious... and I'm sorry Cameron Dilworth was 20 minutes late starting the show because he had to take a shit, but in that case i think it is up to Jesse Matheson to play some music for a while until Cam comes out of labour and can join in like a normal human might.
Back in the old days of the SRSS when Alvaro had a gig we would just start playing the show @ 7:30 with the bass on stage and when he came he walked up on stage and started ripping it to what was going on, which was then shut down by a certain horn... ha ha ha we like to laugh. You see I'm almost mentally in Portland now and I'm on the yuk yuk express... lets bury this scene like a cat might do to something the size of a few batteries.
Why do I not care? I do, i just don't believe anybody else does, and i know that's not accurate, but what you believe and what is accurate can be miles apart. If what everybody believed was accurate then we might not have the problems we have with humanity... you know those little problems that fester, hidden, in plain view.
It's like Nothing is heard:
Nothing is Heard by superrobertson
For Wednesday October 12 we have James Toren Johnson and the 21 Tandem Repeats review. Essentially 2 hybrid bands sharing certain members... what could possibly go wrong. Tune in next week to find out!
On that note i have an idea... when James Toren Johnson hits the stage lets call it heckle night... also make sure you strike up a fine conversation with the person beside you.. sports people on the left of the bar, pop culture center, and conspiracy theorists on the right... really get into it, and if you are in the middle of a conspiracy theory and you think something sports related don't feel shy about shouting across the room to make your point. And then when 21 tandem repeats goes up lets call it listen and respond night. You will listen quietly and intently to the show and perhaps we could have a mild conversation about the song subject after much applause. Then and only then will we have collected our first data for our study on the effects of crowd attention and random volume to live performance satisfaction.
There were some good times for sure, and the intimate audience enjoyed the show. Jesse made up a birthday song for Ivan:
Classic Matheson... no denying he held court and entertained the audience, and that's what we are looking for... the less one hears about fecal matter and fucking ears with your own large male member the better I say.
If you want to do a burlesque show then i think mild nudity is acceptable... actually i have no problem with nakedness. I think in me it is a matter of rebellion... wear a suit look respectable... but the people that just stole all the money wear suits... shut up you, and look respectable, and don't be so paranoid and foolish, obey the laws for your protection.
Then the next question is why put on a show, and then review it, and then give it a bad review? That makes no sense in terms of expanding one's brand... you know building a following, a following you can sell stuff to, or get to vote for you in an exposure competition. Like a room full of people and you throw your ideas against the human mosaic and see what sticks and then refine that idea focusing on the ideas that brought people into the fold. Smells like shit eh! I'm just being facetious... and I'm sorry Cameron Dilworth was 20 minutes late starting the show because he had to take a shit, but in that case i think it is up to Jesse Matheson to play some music for a while until Cam comes out of labour and can join in like a normal human might.
Back in the old days of the SRSS when Alvaro had a gig we would just start playing the show @ 7:30 with the bass on stage and when he came he walked up on stage and started ripping it to what was going on, which was then shut down by a certain horn... ha ha ha we like to laugh. You see I'm almost mentally in Portland now and I'm on the yuk yuk express... lets bury this scene like a cat might do to something the size of a few batteries.
Why do I not care? I do, i just don't believe anybody else does, and i know that's not accurate, but what you believe and what is accurate can be miles apart. If what everybody believed was accurate then we might not have the problems we have with humanity... you know those little problems that fester, hidden, in plain view.
It's like Nothing is heard:
Nothing is Heard by superrobertson
For Wednesday October 12 we have James Toren Johnson and the 21 Tandem Repeats review. Essentially 2 hybrid bands sharing certain members... what could possibly go wrong. Tune in next week to find out!
On that note i have an idea... when James Toren Johnson hits the stage lets call it heckle night... also make sure you strike up a fine conversation with the person beside you.. sports people on the left of the bar, pop culture center, and conspiracy theorists on the right... really get into it, and if you are in the middle of a conspiracy theory and you think something sports related don't feel shy about shouting across the room to make your point. And then when 21 tandem repeats goes up lets call it listen and respond night. You will listen quietly and intently to the show and perhaps we could have a mild conversation about the song subject after much applause. Then and only then will we have collected our first data for our study on the effects of crowd attention and random volume to live performance satisfaction.
Tuesday, October 04, 2011
A Grade "A" SRSS last week.
Always great to have Genny Trigo out... Imagine a singer who knows all the words to all the songs, and gets it all right... almost an alien version of the Super Robertson Supper Show... why bother learning something when we can just wing it tends to be the way we roll... given everything I'd say we do OK. For the record, I have no problem with people learning things, I just gave up a long time ago and tried to focus my skills on adapting. Like playing guitar, you see, I could never find a pick when i needed one so i just learned to play without one always so that i wouldn't be inconvenienced by such a silly matter. I like a pick when i play bass however. Suits my bass style and saves a savage beating of the fingertips.
I have 2 videos and one is Genny's whole set, and the other is 21 Tandem Repeats with Genny whole set. The band this night consisted of Shawn Killaly, Willingdon Black, Christopher Johnson and Jan Toren... I guess I was there too... that's right Super R writing this blog right now... but who knows Earl Parrish or Sleuth Reporter Oalk Reece might write the next paragraph.
Genny Trigo:
Hear that fucking compressor on that god damn Zoom Q3... I hear it and my mind snaps into a rage and i think "I have to go back to analogue". Speaking of that i wonder if anybody takes old school 70's recording equipment and makes it stamp out digital... you probably need to hit a tape for real and then transfer, which turns the whole process into a monster job that's not worth doing. On that thought the Zoom Q3 has saved me a tone of time and made it possible for me do do this thing i do, for some reason. 3 More months of Super Robertson Supper Show for this old sport... it's funny all the response is "your going to have to do a supper show in Portland". To which i would have to say, there is really no point in doing something that you have already done. I did it cause i wanted to see what would happen and i got my answer... The big question is... Should i become Portland Al the 2nd? My given middle name is actually Allen, it was my Grandfathers middle name, but he used it as his name because his first name was Watson, and for some reason he didn't like that one... I guess he grew up in the Sherlock Holmes era and having the name Watson could have meant you were some second fiddle, or more likely he just got sick of fucking idiots coming up to him trying to quote Holmes when he was just trying to have a nice peaceful day.
The 21 tandem repeats Juggernaut:
We hit the song "The Voters Choice" off the top without Genny and then spanked down some songs I haven't played for a while. I'm really digging the Voters Choice lately... should probably record it being that it is election season, but as we say in the business "who the hell is going to listen to the shit SR is playing".
We had a good time for sure and i only really remember one time we went off the rails... not bad for a crew that had never played together before as a said unit. King hell props to Christopher J for standing in on piano, man started out on bass, went to guitar, and then stomped down piano... He actually kicked ass on drums one night if i remember correctly... I think it was Me, Him and Wildkat on a rotation of instruments... It's hard to remember what happened this morning... actually you know what happened this morning? i left the house on my bike @ 6:00am biked down the hill from Glen and 10th to Glen and Great Northern way and then realized i forgot my damn ipod and was looking at sorting mail for 2.5 hours listening to the atmosphere of the Post Office, and not A Ghost to Kill Again, or Bob Dylan, or Feist or Jim Guthrie... which is what i happened to listen to after i biked back up the hill to retrieve the said Ipod... of course i was sweating like a bastard at my sortation case, but i was in control of my audio destiny. That's the key folk's... being in control of you audio destiny... that must be how people survive commutes... well people who commute in cars are insane so who knows what they are thinking... do they think "Oh i can have more here and all i have to do is sacrifice a few more of my precious waking hours to get it"... "I'll just get on this highway and inch down a never ending line of vehicles for hours every day so i can have more".
I was actually in a line up coming back from Aldergrove the other day... solid cars from Aldergrove to Vancouver all of them stopping and starting, idling, and every once in a while a chance to accelerate for like 8 seconds, just enough to give a crazed brain hope that there might be motion only to be shut down again and see a shoe by the side of the road, and wishing you were that shoe with your rubbery sole turned upwards on the asphalt and not some fucking id jet idling in a car in a line with 200,000 others... all this energy and nobody going anywhere... nothing like a pack of individuals.
Where was I... i had so many points earlier today as i was skipping through the neighbourhoods getting Mail to the fine folks from the V5T postal code. Ok Fall lineup for SRSS almost complete...
For October 5
I'm rolling the dice on my guest. It's a couple of kids that I met at the Jonathan Richman concert. Can't remember there names but they seemed like the kinda go-getters that are going to make it out. As far as a theme goes....how about Thankful for Thanksgiving an ode to the hedonistic celebration of thanks.
-Jesse
I have 2 videos and one is Genny's whole set, and the other is 21 Tandem Repeats with Genny whole set. The band this night consisted of Shawn Killaly, Willingdon Black, Christopher Johnson and Jan Toren... I guess I was there too... that's right Super R writing this blog right now... but who knows Earl Parrish or Sleuth Reporter Oalk Reece might write the next paragraph.
Genny Trigo:
Hear that fucking compressor on that god damn Zoom Q3... I hear it and my mind snaps into a rage and i think "I have to go back to analogue". Speaking of that i wonder if anybody takes old school 70's recording equipment and makes it stamp out digital... you probably need to hit a tape for real and then transfer, which turns the whole process into a monster job that's not worth doing. On that thought the Zoom Q3 has saved me a tone of time and made it possible for me do do this thing i do, for some reason. 3 More months of Super Robertson Supper Show for this old sport... it's funny all the response is "your going to have to do a supper show in Portland". To which i would have to say, there is really no point in doing something that you have already done. I did it cause i wanted to see what would happen and i got my answer... The big question is... Should i become Portland Al the 2nd? My given middle name is actually Allen, it was my Grandfathers middle name, but he used it as his name because his first name was Watson, and for some reason he didn't like that one... I guess he grew up in the Sherlock Holmes era and having the name Watson could have meant you were some second fiddle, or more likely he just got sick of fucking idiots coming up to him trying to quote Holmes when he was just trying to have a nice peaceful day.
The 21 tandem repeats Juggernaut:
We hit the song "The Voters Choice" off the top without Genny and then spanked down some songs I haven't played for a while. I'm really digging the Voters Choice lately... should probably record it being that it is election season, but as we say in the business "who the hell is going to listen to the shit SR is playing".
We had a good time for sure and i only really remember one time we went off the rails... not bad for a crew that had never played together before as a said unit. King hell props to Christopher J for standing in on piano, man started out on bass, went to guitar, and then stomped down piano... He actually kicked ass on drums one night if i remember correctly... I think it was Me, Him and Wildkat on a rotation of instruments... It's hard to remember what happened this morning... actually you know what happened this morning? i left the house on my bike @ 6:00am biked down the hill from Glen and 10th to Glen and Great Northern way and then realized i forgot my damn ipod and was looking at sorting mail for 2.5 hours listening to the atmosphere of the Post Office, and not A Ghost to Kill Again, or Bob Dylan, or Feist or Jim Guthrie... which is what i happened to listen to after i biked back up the hill to retrieve the said Ipod... of course i was sweating like a bastard at my sortation case, but i was in control of my audio destiny. That's the key folk's... being in control of you audio destiny... that must be how people survive commutes... well people who commute in cars are insane so who knows what they are thinking... do they think "Oh i can have more here and all i have to do is sacrifice a few more of my precious waking hours to get it"... "I'll just get on this highway and inch down a never ending line of vehicles for hours every day so i can have more".
I was actually in a line up coming back from Aldergrove the other day... solid cars from Aldergrove to Vancouver all of them stopping and starting, idling, and every once in a while a chance to accelerate for like 8 seconds, just enough to give a crazed brain hope that there might be motion only to be shut down again and see a shoe by the side of the road, and wishing you were that shoe with your rubbery sole turned upwards on the asphalt and not some fucking id jet idling in a car in a line with 200,000 others... all this energy and nobody going anywhere... nothing like a pack of individuals.
Where was I... i had so many points earlier today as i was skipping through the neighbourhoods getting Mail to the fine folks from the V5T postal code. Ok Fall lineup for SRSS almost complete...
For October 5
I'm rolling the dice on my guest. It's a couple of kids that I met at the Jonathan Richman concert. Can't remember there names but they seemed like the kinda go-getters that are going to make it out. As far as a theme goes....how about Thankful for Thanksgiving an ode to the hedonistic celebration of thanks.
-Jesse
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
Shindig and SRSS review!
There is no way one can have a battle of the bands in our barn and us not represent...I threw in the band SR JONES and got in to CITR SHINDIG. Personally i thought we stomped balls and it appeared the crowd did too as i actually sold some CD's and such. The other bands were great and I'm not here to judge or put down any other band... I'll save my self deprecating comments for myself, and other people who step over the line too many times. Anyhoo it appears we came in 3rd out of 3 bands... not bad seeing that we had dancers and some people wanting us to play until the bar closed, which we could have done, but i thought against it... and it was my first week back as a Mailman. So i was up @ 5:40 am did a route and managed 3 kids and did 2 free shows on this week... and i came in 3rd out of 3. I am a failure and i know it... btw that's a song reference, so I'm not just casually dissing my total lack of success, but rather referring to the etched in stone version.
Ahh fuck it, it don't matter I'm a leaving this town next year as fate should have it. Super R is going to live in Portland Oregon, so you all won't have to put up with my shit anymore.
This is what we did: (all 36 minutes of it)
It should be noted that this particular crew has never played together before...
The great part about Shindig is that you get the wisdom of the music industry "to be" professionals.
Let's for sport, critique the judges comments... why not?
I tended to like the faster songs more. You seem to change styles quite quickly song to song, which might be good for gaining a wider audience, but it confused me a bit. You're all very good at your instruments, as was displayed in possibly a few too many solos for my liking, but I also see that it fits your style of music... but the style could be more consistent.
I guess that was some good advise... play faster songs, and cut down on the diversity so that you can become more of a cookie cutter band, so that you are not confusing people who really aren't sure what it is that they like, and definitely can't make that call on their own and stand behind it. I mean I'm glad you thought we could play, even though perhaps we played too much for your liking even though you thought it fit our style of music, which ultimately confused you.
Hell, I'm glad we made you think, and you seem like a good sport. I'll give you some advise for life... don't worry about things being a way in which they should, because in the end they never are, even if they are disguised to make you think they are. Science is precise and defined, and it needs to be to work, and that's a great thing... In life if you end up looking to hard for your happy place thinking it has to be a certain way you might miss it when it comes and stands in front of you... you might actually like what you think you don't.
Next:
OK Pretty cheesy banter. Why doesn't the girl play something in the band? You guys seem pretty stoked & are super posi vibes, so cool. Just watch tuning between instruments a bit inconsistant. Kitchen party, Great Big Sea, Dave Mathews B.,east coast vibe!
Fuck you... The girl is a singer who sings very well... and I kind of liked her dancing. Thanks for the "posi vibes" bone... does that mean we were positive? Now some advise for you... you should do the world a favour and never be in charge of anything because you are clearly a hammerhead... Could your advise be any less useful? What is east coast vibe? Seriously wondering about that... the quote in the province was were were "North West whimsical sounds indeed"... when did we get to the east coast feel? I'll actually defend the banter... funny cause i was talking to JJ about the fate full awards ceremony the other day, and he said, after i was hammering myself again, that if he could do anything over again it would be to get somebody to MC it that wouldn't be me. What a fucking great idea... that would have solved so many of my problems and allowed the potential of the night to be achieved. Probably people wouldn't tell me that, cause the might think they are saying something negative about me, and that's never good... for the record if there is anybody who can take negative feedback it is me, in a decade when my book comes out i can explain why, but for now i will actually defend myself. SR JONES Facebook alias... i wanted people to tweet and post status updates in between songs... I was fucking serious, and i feel on solid ground to ask that given that i know dam well what the average tweet and facebook update contains... My brother-in-Law used the term "errant puffery", which i took a great liking to... so get this you play a song under the name of a facebook alias to a bunch of people talking and texting and you ask them then to text something silly to the world and you are then "cheesy"... is that an industry "no go term"... perhaps "Pretty ironic banter" could have been a more comedic way to phrase it, or maybe you just needed to write something and you thought some biting negative comment might be a cool way to start followed by a bit of nonsensical gibberish.
Next:
Vocals were a little off at the beginning. Other than that you guys were great! Love the reggeash rhxthms.
OK, thanks for finding the hole in our game.
I realize Shindig comments are what they are... years ago we played shindig and a judge mentioned that SHOCKK should learn to play a stringed instrument. As i said to the crew before we played... we will lose but we won't fail... and Jan, the bass player said "we are going to be the band that has the most fun", and i think we were. It was great playing to a full house of people that had a few pints in them... the good times in music. What people like is what people like and the judges liked one of the other great bands more than us... it's all cool, And i can go to bed early on November 15.
OK,
And then there was the SRSS where i brought down the table hockey game and spanked Ian 10-3, and then Paul spanked Ian 10-6, and then there were a bunch of other games and in the end i lost the championship match to Rilcof 10-8, which was really annoying because i was up 8-7 at one point... i think... that was the score we seemed to agree on when the crowd gathered... you see at that time we were using 2 bottle caps taped together because we lost the black puck on the dark floor and then we found the puck and Rilcof found lady luck... hell i had 2 breakaways when i had 8 but his goalie make some scintillating saves. On the bright side my wife will be glad we got rid of one more SRSS trophy out of the house.
Ian Played
James Toren Johnson played:
And we played the song Internetting on Chatroulette:
The Next Super Robertson Supper Show:
Special guest Genny Trigo,
who will play some Spanish numbers and then Join 21 Tandem Repeats with Shawn Killaly on the drums.
Catch the Super Robertson Supper Show while you can... the end is near!
Ahh fuck it, it don't matter I'm a leaving this town next year as fate should have it. Super R is going to live in Portland Oregon, so you all won't have to put up with my shit anymore.
This is what we did: (all 36 minutes of it)
It should be noted that this particular crew has never played together before...
The great part about Shindig is that you get the wisdom of the music industry "to be" professionals.
Let's for sport, critique the judges comments... why not?
I tended to like the faster songs more. You seem to change styles quite quickly song to song, which might be good for gaining a wider audience, but it confused me a bit. You're all very good at your instruments, as was displayed in possibly a few too many solos for my liking, but I also see that it fits your style of music... but the style could be more consistent.
I guess that was some good advise... play faster songs, and cut down on the diversity so that you can become more of a cookie cutter band, so that you are not confusing people who really aren't sure what it is that they like, and definitely can't make that call on their own and stand behind it. I mean I'm glad you thought we could play, even though perhaps we played too much for your liking even though you thought it fit our style of music, which ultimately confused you.
Hell, I'm glad we made you think, and you seem like a good sport. I'll give you some advise for life... don't worry about things being a way in which they should, because in the end they never are, even if they are disguised to make you think they are. Science is precise and defined, and it needs to be to work, and that's a great thing... In life if you end up looking to hard for your happy place thinking it has to be a certain way you might miss it when it comes and stands in front of you... you might actually like what you think you don't.
Next:
OK Pretty cheesy banter. Why doesn't the girl play something in the band? You guys seem pretty stoked & are super posi vibes, so cool. Just watch tuning between instruments a bit inconsistant. Kitchen party, Great Big Sea, Dave Mathews B.,east coast vibe!
Fuck you... The girl is a singer who sings very well... and I kind of liked her dancing. Thanks for the "posi vibes" bone... does that mean we were positive? Now some advise for you... you should do the world a favour and never be in charge of anything because you are clearly a hammerhead... Could your advise be any less useful? What is east coast vibe? Seriously wondering about that... the quote in the province was were were "North West whimsical sounds indeed"... when did we get to the east coast feel? I'll actually defend the banter... funny cause i was talking to JJ about the fate full awards ceremony the other day, and he said, after i was hammering myself again, that if he could do anything over again it would be to get somebody to MC it that wouldn't be me. What a fucking great idea... that would have solved so many of my problems and allowed the potential of the night to be achieved. Probably people wouldn't tell me that, cause the might think they are saying something negative about me, and that's never good... for the record if there is anybody who can take negative feedback it is me, in a decade when my book comes out i can explain why, but for now i will actually defend myself. SR JONES Facebook alias... i wanted people to tweet and post status updates in between songs... I was fucking serious, and i feel on solid ground to ask that given that i know dam well what the average tweet and facebook update contains... My brother-in-Law used the term "errant puffery", which i took a great liking to... so get this you play a song under the name of a facebook alias to a bunch of people talking and texting and you ask them then to text something silly to the world and you are then "cheesy"... is that an industry "no go term"... perhaps "Pretty ironic banter" could have been a more comedic way to phrase it, or maybe you just needed to write something and you thought some biting negative comment might be a cool way to start followed by a bit of nonsensical gibberish.
Next:
Vocals were a little off at the beginning. Other than that you guys were great! Love the reggeash rhxthms.
OK, thanks for finding the hole in our game.
I realize Shindig comments are what they are... years ago we played shindig and a judge mentioned that SHOCKK should learn to play a stringed instrument. As i said to the crew before we played... we will lose but we won't fail... and Jan, the bass player said "we are going to be the band that has the most fun", and i think we were. It was great playing to a full house of people that had a few pints in them... the good times in music. What people like is what people like and the judges liked one of the other great bands more than us... it's all cool, And i can go to bed early on November 15.
OK,
And then there was the SRSS where i brought down the table hockey game and spanked Ian 10-3, and then Paul spanked Ian 10-6, and then there were a bunch of other games and in the end i lost the championship match to Rilcof 10-8, which was really annoying because i was up 8-7 at one point... i think... that was the score we seemed to agree on when the crowd gathered... you see at that time we were using 2 bottle caps taped together because we lost the black puck on the dark floor and then we found the puck and Rilcof found lady luck... hell i had 2 breakaways when i had 8 but his goalie make some scintillating saves. On the bright side my wife will be glad we got rid of one more SRSS trophy out of the house.
Ian Played
James Toren Johnson played:
And we played the song Internetting on Chatroulette:
The Next Super Robertson Supper Show:
Special guest Genny Trigo,
who will play some Spanish numbers and then Join 21 Tandem Repeats with Shawn Killaly on the drums.
Catch the Super Robertson Supper Show while you can... the end is near!
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
mixed meduim show last week
It was the Jam band with a DJ on drums that got the crowd @ the Railway club moving... I'll just leave it at that as that is an accurate statement. Minor problems with hearing things in the monitors, but that's what happens when Johnny Wildkat is not on the case. Worry about the things you can control and accept the things you cannot... is that called the serenity prayer or something like that. For a rage hero i am actually a fairly serene fellow. If i were to throw a minor criticism at our performance it would be that at the start of the show we perhaps failed to fall back to the basics to find the group, mind you there were some king hell technical difficulties, but that was the purpose of the SRSS... Like Inspector Jack Clouseau being attacked by Kato... always without the possibility of calling off the attack... stay sharp. In the end we turned it around and had some good times for sure.
DJ Chris Hixon from the Baboon Torture Division and the core of SR JONES, Jan Toren, Christopher Johnston, and Jason Jones keeping it real. DID i mention SR Jones is playing SHINDIG @ the railway in a few hours... there are 3 kids screaming things behind me and i have to be up @ 5:40 am tomorrow but for good or ill we will stomp some balls tonight... the additions of Tim Watson on drums and Sandra Bouza on vocals is sure to help our cause.
On Frozen Pond... with fixed Winnipeg lyric.
I also love the Will McGuirk line that has become part of the song. He happens to be a music critic that tared and feathered the music in press, which was a good thing because critisism like that helped "One little dream" become a stronger record... One of his suggestions was that a certain line be sung in French, and that that should be clearly obvious... We had actually discussed this, but since the said line was sung by a wonderful woman it was pointed out that any Frenchman worth his salt would rather hear a woman's voice any day of the week... anhyway i like the new line much better.
One Little dream
Shindig tonight in a few hours, a decade after the Motorcycle Man 2001 Shindig run.
For the SRSS on Wednesday September 22 I'm a bringing down a bubble hockey table and we are going to have some matches... you see myself and Rilcof are part owners of a hockey table that we scored years ago on a Mailman pre garage sale bounty haul... and we always wanted a tournament, so lets have the damn tournament.
Music as well, 2 bands, Jeff younger presents later... OK horses water is over here.
DJ Chris Hixon from the Baboon Torture Division and the core of SR JONES, Jan Toren, Christopher Johnston, and Jason Jones keeping it real. DID i mention SR Jones is playing SHINDIG @ the railway in a few hours... there are 3 kids screaming things behind me and i have to be up @ 5:40 am tomorrow but for good or ill we will stomp some balls tonight... the additions of Tim Watson on drums and Sandra Bouza on vocals is sure to help our cause.
On Frozen Pond... with fixed Winnipeg lyric.
I also love the Will McGuirk line that has become part of the song. He happens to be a music critic that tared and feathered the music in press, which was a good thing because critisism like that helped "One little dream" become a stronger record... One of his suggestions was that a certain line be sung in French, and that that should be clearly obvious... We had actually discussed this, but since the said line was sung by a wonderful woman it was pointed out that any Frenchman worth his salt would rather hear a woman's voice any day of the week... anhyway i like the new line much better.
One Little dream
Shindig tonight in a few hours, a decade after the Motorcycle Man 2001 Shindig run.
For the SRSS on Wednesday September 22 I'm a bringing down a bubble hockey table and we are going to have some matches... you see myself and Rilcof are part owners of a hockey table that we scored years ago on a Mailman pre garage sale bounty haul... and we always wanted a tournament, so lets have the damn tournament.
Music as well, 2 bands, Jeff younger presents later... OK horses water is over here.
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
The word on the street in the street and the City.
for security reasons, i can mention not what i am doing now but only confirm that late night hammer time blog postings will have to move into the area where by they can be categorized as early night hammer time blog postings... I did go down to the Supper Show Last week, as per usual, but i had a late night Hockey game, in which i sucked turtle cocks i might add. I was on a line with a light weight finesse player, and a heavyweight non finesse player, and i think we thought we were going to light it up, and the defense were changing the way you play defense to try to alter our game to get us scoring but all the scoring happened at the wrong end of the rink... everybody blaming everybody else... a classic collapse. There are lessons in Hockey and Music if one wants to take them... Anyhoo it was a Cam and Jesse show with guest Chris Kelly... Cam and Jesse played some songs and sort of played some others with breaks and random reflections... Chris Kelly played the song Kristofferson, which I enjoyed immensely.
I talked to Super Steve before i left for Hockey and he gave me the lowdown on the last SRSS's that i missed. I guess you have noticed that every fucking thing that i am writing is in italics and is now underlined... This happened when i checked to make sure i spelled the word "Kristofferson" correctly and essentially i have lost fucking control of the text issues in this blog... i was dealing for a while but the bastard kept doing those squirrely things a computer does until i got to the point and said fuck it because this was seriously hindering my concentration in laying down the facts as i saw them, or in this case how super Steve saw them ... Its super fucking annoying for sure, but lets just forget about it.
Super Steve thought all 3 nights were excellent except for the fact that he missed one of them, but he was sure it was excellent as well... He really thought "a spectre is haunting Europe" with Johnny on sound was king hell. He was also very impressed with King Dinosaur, very much so indeed that he approached KD after the show and asked him if he had been rehearsing... apparently the answer was "I don't rehearse, I perform"... Classic King Dinosaur.
What about classical revolution... Super Steve missed it but he was sure it was good.
damn straight: (will an embedded video play if for some fucking reason italics is on... lets see
hey it works, and on the blog it doesn't actually look as annoying.. the italics... black on white, as i see it typed on the back side of this web apparatus, is rather disturbing. Not the worst thing that happened to me today... did i mention the route?
No lets not... this is a SRSS blog... where was I... Last week cam and Jesse, I sucked at hockey, i suck at computers, i have liver spots and rectal dysfunction.
A little levity people... one day you won't have the SRSS and accompanying blog to think what you think about, and as Mike Hawes might say... "yea man, and somewhere in Squamish a Mountain Lion yawns"...
Speaking of that I would like to see a Mountain Lion... I saw a Canada Lynx, actually 2 x in my life... nothing like wild cats... for the record Mike's Quote was Africa instead of squamish and there was no Mountain... and his quote was almost exactly 10 years ago today, for what it's worth. It was more said like a scientific fact from the mouth of a literal badman... the word "badman" i use in the 90's dance hall reggae sense... "him Kick a 2 chairs real mean like a badman"... probably not following me.
OK So for tomorrow Wednesday September 14th...
SR JONES shindig rehearsal...
Jason Jones - piano
Chris Hixon- electronic drums
Christopher Johnson- Guitar
Jann Toren- bass
Allen Robertson- acoustic guitar, vocals
Sandra Bouza- Vocals
That's right.. next Tuesday CITR Shindig comes into our barn and SR JONES is representing at fucking 11:30PM... we will come correct, i expect to fail but i will not be defeated... my Vancouver music scene motto...
I'm looking forward to this show... what could possibly go wrong?
BtW... after the show my man Jeff Younger has this free show, if you perhaps don't want to stay at the railway for free...
I talked to Super Steve before i left for Hockey and he gave me the lowdown on the last SRSS's that i missed. I guess you have noticed that every fucking thing that i am writing is in italics and is now underlined... This happened when i checked to make sure i spelled the word "Kristofferson" correctly and essentially i have lost fucking control of the text issues in this blog... i was dealing for a while but the bastard kept doing those squirrely things a computer does until i got to the point and said fuck it because this was seriously hindering my concentration in laying down the facts as i saw them, or in this case how super Steve saw them ... Its super fucking annoying for sure, but lets just forget about it.
Super Steve thought all 3 nights were excellent except for the fact that he missed one of them, but he was sure it was excellent as well... He really thought "a spectre is haunting Europe" with Johnny on sound was king hell. He was also very impressed with King Dinosaur, very much so indeed that he approached KD after the show and asked him if he had been rehearsing... apparently the answer was "I don't rehearse, I perform"... Classic King Dinosaur.
What about classical revolution... Super Steve missed it but he was sure it was good.
damn straight: (will an embedded video play if for some fucking reason italics is on... lets see
hey it works, and on the blog it doesn't actually look as annoying.. the italics... black on white, as i see it typed on the back side of this web apparatus, is rather disturbing. Not the worst thing that happened to me today... did i mention the route?
No lets not... this is a SRSS blog... where was I... Last week cam and Jesse, I sucked at hockey, i suck at computers, i have liver spots and rectal dysfunction.
A little levity people... one day you won't have the SRSS and accompanying blog to think what you think about, and as Mike Hawes might say... "yea man, and somewhere in Squamish a Mountain Lion yawns"...
Speaking of that I would like to see a Mountain Lion... I saw a Canada Lynx, actually 2 x in my life... nothing like wild cats... for the record Mike's Quote was Africa instead of squamish and there was no Mountain... and his quote was almost exactly 10 years ago today, for what it's worth. It was more said like a scientific fact from the mouth of a literal badman... the word "badman" i use in the 90's dance hall reggae sense... "him Kick a 2 chairs real mean like a badman"... probably not following me.
OK So for tomorrow Wednesday September 14th...
SR JONES shindig rehearsal...
Jason Jones - piano
Chris Hixon- electronic drums
Christopher Johnson- Guitar
Jann Toren- bass
Allen Robertson- acoustic guitar, vocals
Sandra Bouza- Vocals
That's right.. next Tuesday CITR Shindig comes into our barn and SR JONES is representing at fucking 11:30PM... we will come correct, i expect to fail but i will not be defeated... my Vancouver music scene motto...
I'm looking forward to this show... what could possibly go wrong?
BtW... after the show my man Jeff Younger has this free show, if you perhaps don't want to stay at the railway for free...
WEDNESDAY, SEPT. 14 - THE UNSUPERVISED @ GOLDIE'S PIZZA 605 W. Pender @ Seymour (downstairs room) 2 sets, 9-11pm, no cover.
That's right, no cover, really killer slice, tasty beer, and 2 sets of voracious, pepperoni devouring music by the hungriest crew of modern jazz mayhemsters this side of the other side, where people play polite music and audiences nod off in appreciation. Goldie's downstairs room is a cool space and we'll be playing some new tunes while gearing up for the implementation and destruction of some new musical gears. I would suggest you might want to catch the free Super Robertson Supper Show at the Railway 7:30-8:30, then saunter the block up to Goldie's for 9 to make a night of it... Thincrust! theunsupervised.ca
Tuesday, September 06, 2011
No re-cap to report as there was no show...
That said there were no embarrassing moments at last weeks SRSS, because it didn't happen... nobody went over the line, no insane bad calls were made, no train wrecks, nothing impossible attempted, nobody was dragged out of the audience to sing "98 bottles of beer on the wall", hell i don't even remember what Super Steve looks like it's been so long.
Indeed. The good news is that the Super Robertson Supper Show is gearing up for a strong fall showing. If you have ideas or want to play get in touch with me... I would like to see some instrumentalists come out play for a bit and then sit in with the SRSS all star band and try to bend some shit. I would love to see a comedian or a person give a 20 minute lecture on a subject that they find interesting and are very knowledgeable on. i need singer songwriters like i need a gallstone... but if there were a bunch i wouldn't mind breaking out a fake campfire, make a circle, and share some songs for the night. I would like an instrumental jazz band to come and kick it... i want to have a bubble hockey tournament (have table) set to fine grooves... there is so much i want to do. I think beer Yoga needs to come back around Oktoberfest.
so tomorrow:
Hello Friends of the SRSS,
This week Jesse and Cam will be celebrating a small friends Birthday at the Railway.
Our special guests this week will be Chris Kelly, David Suzuki and of course JEANIE the birthday girl.
There will be serious discussions about Vancouver's crabbing scene, a real life alien abduction story and songs about the future.
Jesse and Cam host the Supper Robertson Supper Supper show on the first Wed. of every month. 7:30 to 8:30 @ The Railway Club, the kitchen is open and there is no cover charge.
Indeed. The good news is that the Super Robertson Supper Show is gearing up for a strong fall showing. If you have ideas or want to play get in touch with me... I would like to see some instrumentalists come out play for a bit and then sit in with the SRSS all star band and try to bend some shit. I would love to see a comedian or a person give a 20 minute lecture on a subject that they find interesting and are very knowledgeable on. i need singer songwriters like i need a gallstone... but if there were a bunch i wouldn't mind breaking out a fake campfire, make a circle, and share some songs for the night. I would like an instrumental jazz band to come and kick it... i want to have a bubble hockey tournament (have table) set to fine grooves... there is so much i want to do. I think beer Yoga needs to come back around Oktoberfest.
so tomorrow:
Hello Friends of the SRSS,
This week Jesse and Cam will be celebrating a small friends Birthday at the Railway.
Our special guests this week will be Chris Kelly, David Suzuki and of course JEANIE the birthday girl.
There will be serious discussions about Vancouver's crabbing scene, a real life alien abduction story and songs about the future.
Jesse and Cam host the Supper Robertson Supper Supper show on the first Wed. of every month. 7:30 to 8:30 @ The Railway Club, the kitchen is open and there is no cover charge.
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Here we go again
SR is back so we need to review 3 shows:
August 10th:
"Our first live show in two years went off like slightly damp firecrackers in a rented paper bag, and for a much shorter time than anticipated. The performance itself was great, the venue staff great, the sound was great, fun people came, and there were no electrocutions. However, we had a series of gear failures that prevented us from starting on time.
I am one of these people that does not own his or her own guitar amp. Super Robertson kindly lent me the Fender amp he keeps at the Railway for people like me. I'm guessing it's never used, as one jack proved to be mangled, and the non-mangled jack crackled like hell. So I rented one from our local instrument mecca. It also didn't work, but I didn't find that out until five minutes before showtime.
Lucky for us drummer Ciaran is in a very musical family that has offices stuffed with piano amps all over downtown. His father furnished me with a small Roland amp, and we cut our set by six songs. Some sort of private grip-n-grin function ushered us out at the end.
Nothing caught fire. I think we played quite well. Audience had maybe 30-35 people? Thanks, Super! Thanks, Johnny! Thanks, Jan (that's Ciaran's dad)!"
-Jean H
Hank Languish happened to catch the Classical Revolution show on August 17th:
"I heard the word revolution and i was in the mood for blood so i went down to the Super Robertson Supper Show, but there was no blood at all just some beautiful people riffing on some classical classics. So i put my grenades away and got me a pulled pork with salad and a hophead and settled into a wonderful evening."
And Fire-Man recounts the August 24th show:
A most fun set last night at the Super Robertson Supper Show. My thanks to King Dinosaur who ripped out a killer opening set. For the rest of you who played and sang along, if that was the height of my achievement, I will be content.
At the same time Fire-Man could get shot on stage and as the paramedics wheel him out of the venue he would be saying "still buzzing from that great show"... good to have positive people around.
On that night in Toronto this happened:
There is no SRSS this week as we have the International Pop Overthrow Festival. A festival that amazingly has all of the same headlining bands on all of the same nights as they did last year... great bands for sure, but what do they do look at last years schedule find out who wants to come back and then fill the new spaces from the glut of bands that paid $10 plus the cost of a sonicbids membership to "apply". Ultimately they should all be good nights of entertainment and I'm happy to have the night off, but it bothers me when festivals charge money for people to apply... you are essentially selling an aspiring artist hope so i think there should be at least a bit of hope there. That's what i think anyway . Camille Miller will play on August 31 and she is most excellent and she is new to the festival and Captain A will be there tending the bar and the fine selection of great beers are waiting... I think I'm better at criticising myself.. i have no guilt after it.
August 10th:
"Our first live show in two years went off like slightly damp firecrackers in a rented paper bag, and for a much shorter time than anticipated. The performance itself was great, the venue staff great, the sound was great, fun people came, and there were no electrocutions. However, we had a series of gear failures that prevented us from starting on time.
I am one of these people that does not own his or her own guitar amp. Super Robertson kindly lent me the Fender amp he keeps at the Railway for people like me. I'm guessing it's never used, as one jack proved to be mangled, and the non-mangled jack crackled like hell. So I rented one from our local instrument mecca. It also didn't work, but I didn't find that out until five minutes before showtime.
Lucky for us drummer Ciaran is in a very musical family that has offices stuffed with piano amps all over downtown. His father furnished me with a small Roland amp, and we cut our set by six songs. Some sort of private grip-n-grin function ushered us out at the end.
Nothing caught fire. I think we played quite well. Audience had maybe 30-35 people? Thanks, Super! Thanks, Johnny! Thanks, Jan (that's Ciaran's dad)!"
-Jean H
Hank Languish happened to catch the Classical Revolution show on August 17th:
"I heard the word revolution and i was in the mood for blood so i went down to the Super Robertson Supper Show, but there was no blood at all just some beautiful people riffing on some classical classics. So i put my grenades away and got me a pulled pork with salad and a hophead and settled into a wonderful evening."
And Fire-Man recounts the August 24th show:
A most fun set last night at the Super Robertson Supper Show. My thanks to King Dinosaur who ripped out a killer opening set. For the rest of you who played and sang along, if that was the height of my achievement, I will be content.
At the same time Fire-Man could get shot on stage and as the paramedics wheel him out of the venue he would be saying "still buzzing from that great show"... good to have positive people around.
On that night in Toronto this happened:
There is no SRSS this week as we have the International Pop Overthrow Festival. A festival that amazingly has all of the same headlining bands on all of the same nights as they did last year... great bands for sure, but what do they do look at last years schedule find out who wants to come back and then fill the new spaces from the glut of bands that paid $10 plus the cost of a sonicbids membership to "apply". Ultimately they should all be good nights of entertainment and I'm happy to have the night off, but it bothers me when festivals charge money for people to apply... you are essentially selling an aspiring artist hope so i think there should be at least a bit of hope there. That's what i think anyway . Camille Miller will play on August 31 and she is most excellent and she is new to the festival and Captain A will be there tending the bar and the fine selection of great beers are waiting... I think I'm better at criticising myself.. i have no guilt after it.
Monday, August 08, 2011
August 3 re-cap
I biked down to the SRSS and promptly lost the basket on the front of my bike... I remember taking it off so it wouldn't get stolen but then i lost the bastard... it wasn't until the very next day after i had gone over the failure time and time again even going back to the scene of the crime that i think i figured it out. After i got off my bike i went to the 7-11 as they have a CIBC bank machine there... i believe i put the basket down beside the machine and left it there. That would explain why all the people that saw me walk in couldn't understand why i was obsessing about this damn basket... they were sure i left it on the bike because they didn't see me with a basket. I remember clearly taking the basket off, but then became distracted trying to hide my pin number from the scruffy varmint trying to rest an eyeball on my shoulder.
Knowing the basket was lost raked my concentration and stymied my ability to focus on the show even though i closed the show with a version of "what's in the bag". Haven't played that song in a long time, but since it was a Cam and Jesse night it appeared like i knew the material well. Christina Rzepa played some fine cello this night with a particularly scintillating version of the Bob Dylan classic "tangled up in blues". She was no slouch on "what's in the bag" either and she hung tight on Jessy's song "on a boat" after multiple docking and sailings and a crew of folks working the bailing buckets.
Ahh we like to laugh, yuck it up old sport... Did i mention i was acclaimed poet laureate of China Creek Park South? So in the fall, If I'm still in this town the SRSS will have some skits and one of the themes i shall explore will be the adventures of SR Jones... Poet Laureate of China Creek South Park. For a man who once had a motto, and had he been a man who believed in tattoos, might have had this ingrained on his body... Poetry is a jackass sport, it's a rather stark change. But not really... positions are all over the maps, but ideals can find a way to string those positions into a working situation. You are confused right? That's because politics uses the words "positions" and "ideals" so you have in fact learned that those words are meaningless. Position in politics means a way to identify with one's base, and ideals means a way to identify with a wider base. Suddenly feeling ill.
To me the phrase Poetry is a jackass sport was a nod to all those fools that made me sit in hot rooms listening to flowery language that had no point but endless imagery, and none of it being funny, so i thought i hated poetry, but i don't... i actually like it... i would gladly listen to a good poet for hours giggling and chucking to myself at the metaphors presented. hell if i went out to see local live music and i walked into a room full of people shouting at each other while some racket was screatching away on stage i might take up the opinion that i didn't like music either... Perspective is everything.
SRSS Listings
August 10th- A Spectre Is Haunting Europe, a prog deathrock band from Vancouver, Canada.
http://www.
Aug 17- Classical Revolution- Classical Revolution is a global phenomenon, revolutionizing the way live classical music is programmed and heard. http://www.
Aug 24th- King Dinosaur and the Legion of Flying Monkeys Horn Orchestra... King Dinosaur doing Dylan, Simon and Garfunkel, the Kinks and others followed by the Supreme Janitor leading an elderberry Horn Orchestra.
Knowing the basket was lost raked my concentration and stymied my ability to focus on the show even though i closed the show with a version of "what's in the bag". Haven't played that song in a long time, but since it was a Cam and Jesse night it appeared like i knew the material well. Christina Rzepa played some fine cello this night with a particularly scintillating version of the Bob Dylan classic "tangled up in blues". She was no slouch on "what's in the bag" either and she hung tight on Jessy's song "on a boat" after multiple docking and sailings and a crew of folks working the bailing buckets.
Ahh we like to laugh, yuck it up old sport... Did i mention i was acclaimed poet laureate of China Creek Park South? So in the fall, If I'm still in this town the SRSS will have some skits and one of the themes i shall explore will be the adventures of SR Jones... Poet Laureate of China Creek South Park. For a man who once had a motto, and had he been a man who believed in tattoos, might have had this ingrained on his body... Poetry is a jackass sport, it's a rather stark change. But not really... positions are all over the maps, but ideals can find a way to string those positions into a working situation. You are confused right? That's because politics uses the words "positions" and "ideals" so you have in fact learned that those words are meaningless. Position in politics means a way to identify with one's base, and ideals means a way to identify with a wider base. Suddenly feeling ill.
To me the phrase Poetry is a jackass sport was a nod to all those fools that made me sit in hot rooms listening to flowery language that had no point but endless imagery, and none of it being funny, so i thought i hated poetry, but i don't... i actually like it... i would gladly listen to a good poet for hours giggling and chucking to myself at the metaphors presented. hell if i went out to see local live music and i walked into a room full of people shouting at each other while some racket was screatching away on stage i might take up the opinion that i didn't like music either... Perspective is everything.
SRSS Listings
August 10th- A Spectre Is Haunting Europe, a prog deathrock band from Vancouver, Canada.
http://www.
Aug 17- Classical Revolution- Classical Revolution is a global phenomenon, revolutionizing the way live classical music is programmed and heard. http://www.
Aug 24th- King Dinosaur and the Legion of Flying Monkeys Horn Orchestra... King Dinosaur doing Dylan, Simon and Garfunkel, the Kinks and others followed by the Supreme Janitor leading an elderberry Horn Orchestra.
Tuesday, August 02, 2011
July 27 2011 re-cap
OK, nothing negative to say about this show... as Super Steve said later in the evening when everything became blurry "I know I have said it before but one of the best Super Robertson Supper Shows ever".
On Super Steve's request... in which he was forced to make, he requested the song "wishing machine" a song at one time i thought i would never play again. With Shawn on drums the problems I once had are no longer, so I feel no pain anymore.
It wasn't bad for sure, minimal errors, great spirit, communal involvement, ball stomping band (Jason Jones, Shawn Killaly, Christopher Johnson and Jan Toren), fair turnout... even the legendary Jack Keating was impressed with the show with emphasis on the band's final number called "Square boy".
I had promised on facebook earlier to try to find something negative about the show to keep the streak alive, but in the end, here we are shooting blanks. What is it about a blog that focuses on the negative... a sure loser in today's market. But remember today's market is tomorrows failure, a boat with a million leaches suffers too much drag to sail properly, a facebook promise is like a brown wad of toilet paper, logging into myspace is like crushing a testicle with a 3000lb press.
Have faith in yourself and continue even though their not with you.
- Super R
In the end most people talked through the whole show, but this time we were blasting loud to overpower the bastards... that's how you do in in Vancouver... if you can't get them with words, groove and melody then melt their fucking faces with volume.
Check out this version of the song Bent... singing is Chris Rzepa, and Earl Peach... Chris plays cello in the band The Gentle Infidels, and Earl Peach is connected to me through many people and community projects. Most noteworthy is that Earl is a member of the same community garden that a certain man gardener belongs to, and both suffered tragic loss at the hands of incompetent city workers.
Hot damn i love when people can just step in and make some music together... fucking accessibility... music shouldn't be built up it should be ground down... was it perfect?... it becomes a debate... i was originally going to say "no it was not perfect"... but considering everything in music now a days is auto-tuned to perfection, i think i need to make a stand. For 7 people who had never played music together before doing an unrehearsed original song, sure I'll go perfect... fit the needs and all had fun.
And since our man Simian Special was @ the Pow Wow getting in touch with the grand spirit i decided to do a Supersimian classic titled "Bob Style" from the Supersimian CD "How the Tiger Got Lionized"
On August 3 2011, it's the Cam and Jesse Super Robertson Supper Show
Hello beloved fans,
The theme this Wednesday August 3rd for The Jesse and Cam Super Robertson Supper Show is...
ANIMALS, us and them.
Our guests this Wednesday are...
The lovely and talented Christina Ludwika Rzepa of the Gentle Infidels
http://www.myspace.com/
Singer song writer, voice actor and all around outstanding individual John Clayborne Lind
The Super Robertson Supper show is every Wednesday 7:30 to 8:30 @ The Railway Club, no cover.
The Jesse and Cam show is the first Wed. of every month,
Thanks very much, hope to see there.
Jesse and Cam
Before I go I would like to re-enforce the dilemma that happens when the voters elect fools due to apathy and a misunderstanding of money related matters. In a certain town in this great country a couple of brothers who "run the town"... lets call them the "hammerhead brothers" admitted to not knowing who one of Canada's most prominent authors was in a dubious attempt to belittle that said author for their support of public libraries and literacy, and then went on to say that if that author wants a voice then they should run for election...
THE VOTERS CHOICE
The voters choice doesn't coincide
electing business is always suicide
Status Quo knows
sad suckers stand in sympathy
it's kind of like we all just losing our minds
not like serendipity came calling
i'm like you and your like me
can we live together
Dolpy Walters fell down to the ground
Got an email from the head of the company
said sorry Dolpy we have to set you free
Bygones be bygones be
it's kind of like we all just losing our minds
not like serendipity came calling
i'm like you and your like me
can we live together
Zyiop P. he tried to plant a seed
said you already have all you ever need
pass a law you can pollute for free
Pass a law you cannot use your seed
On Super Steve's request... in which he was forced to make, he requested the song "wishing machine" a song at one time i thought i would never play again. With Shawn on drums the problems I once had are no longer, so I feel no pain anymore.
It wasn't bad for sure, minimal errors, great spirit, communal involvement, ball stomping band (Jason Jones, Shawn Killaly, Christopher Johnson and Jan Toren), fair turnout... even the legendary Jack Keating was impressed with the show with emphasis on the band's final number called "Square boy".
I had promised on facebook earlier to try to find something negative about the show to keep the streak alive, but in the end, here we are shooting blanks. What is it about a blog that focuses on the negative... a sure loser in today's market. But remember today's market is tomorrows failure, a boat with a million leaches suffers too much drag to sail properly, a facebook promise is like a brown wad of toilet paper, logging into myspace is like crushing a testicle with a 3000lb press.
Have faith in yourself and continue even though their not with you.
- Super R
In the end most people talked through the whole show, but this time we were blasting loud to overpower the bastards... that's how you do in in Vancouver... if you can't get them with words, groove and melody then melt their fucking faces with volume.
Check out this version of the song Bent... singing is Chris Rzepa, and Earl Peach... Chris plays cello in the band The Gentle Infidels, and Earl Peach is connected to me through many people and community projects. Most noteworthy is that Earl is a member of the same community garden that a certain man gardener belongs to, and both suffered tragic loss at the hands of incompetent city workers.
Hot damn i love when people can just step in and make some music together... fucking accessibility... music shouldn't be built up it should be ground down... was it perfect?... it becomes a debate... i was originally going to say "no it was not perfect"... but considering everything in music now a days is auto-tuned to perfection, i think i need to make a stand. For 7 people who had never played music together before doing an unrehearsed original song, sure I'll go perfect... fit the needs and all had fun.
And since our man Simian Special was @ the Pow Wow getting in touch with the grand spirit i decided to do a Supersimian classic titled "Bob Style" from the Supersimian CD "How the Tiger Got Lionized"
On August 3 2011, it's the Cam and Jesse Super Robertson Supper Show
Hello beloved fans,
The theme this Wednesday August 3rd for The Jesse and Cam Super Robertson Supper Show is...
ANIMALS, us and them.
Our guests this Wednesday are...
The lovely and talented Christina Ludwika Rzepa of the Gentle Infidels
http://www.myspace.com/
Singer song writer, voice actor and all around outstanding individual John Clayborne Lind
The Super Robertson Supper show is every Wednesday 7:30 to 8:30 @ The Railway Club, no cover.
The Jesse and Cam show is the first Wed. of every month,
Thanks very much, hope to see there.
Jesse and Cam
Before I go I would like to re-enforce the dilemma that happens when the voters elect fools due to apathy and a misunderstanding of money related matters. In a certain town in this great country a couple of brothers who "run the town"... lets call them the "hammerhead brothers" admitted to not knowing who one of Canada's most prominent authors was in a dubious attempt to belittle that said author for their support of public libraries and literacy, and then went on to say that if that author wants a voice then they should run for election...
THE VOTERS CHOICE
The voters choice doesn't coincide
electing business is always suicide
Status Quo knows
sad suckers stand in sympathy
it's kind of like we all just losing our minds
not like serendipity came calling
i'm like you and your like me
can we live together
Dolpy Walters fell down to the ground
Got an email from the head of the company
said sorry Dolpy we have to set you free
Bygones be bygones be
it's kind of like we all just losing our minds
not like serendipity came calling
i'm like you and your like me
can we live together
Zyiop P. he tried to plant a seed
said you already have all you ever need
pass a law you can pollute for free
Pass a law you cannot use your seed
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