You ever hear the poem "There once was a man from Nantucket..."
Well if you came to last weeks SRSS you would have heard it twice... which gets you in the ballpark of what went down. It was the Cam and Jesse Gong show and lets just say the bell was a ringing... but that happens when you do the Super Robertson Supper Show. I think there is some part of the brain that short circuits when you are on stage and you are thinking you have to be entertaining and do something different, and it's about that time you lose your fucking mind and forget that you are a person armed with an arsenal of songs and all you have to do is just fucking play them... they don't even have to be weird, they can be beautiful. Submit to simple groove and simple melody when the going gets rough is one thing i tell myself...
A little story... there was a time I got naked at the SRSS, actually a couple of times, and i might add i am loath to bring this back into the conscience of the SRSS collective but i believe it is fitting as an exercise to learn... the ideal job for me is the one of a teacher.
It was a Burlesque show I put on backed by some mates... at one point in time my man SMASH had it up on the Internet (the audio). I would say it went really well.. it was a pure comedy piece with the punchline being me stripping down to these haggard worn pair of underwear. I was trying to be all sexy (which must have been hilarious in itself) and then cut to the bad old worn ginch. Unfortunately I had a "wardrobe malfunction" and ripped the damn underwear in half with the final exposure. That was fine... there was guffawing and much laughter.
My mistake came the next week... at the time to make the show more interesting I was writing fake fan mail to myself to read out at the show, and I thought it would be funny to write out a letter stating how people were very offended by the nudity in last weeks show... so I got a phony host to read the letter and the gag was that I was going to walk out right about the time the letter was getting really heated, and I would of course be naked in the middle of a "wardrobe change", because of course the SRSS was so "big" we needed wardrobe changes in the middle of the show. The whole event was a mindboggling failure which essentially ruined any standing I hadn't previously eroded in this town. Perhaps %20 of the people were listening to the letter, but everybody saw me stark naked casually standing there wondering if anybody had a pen.
Point is I did it because I was desparatly trying to make the show interesting and different, and sometimes interesting and different isn't what the brain needs to be thinking while managing a live SRSS... the reason you are there is because you are interesting and different... now lets hear some of your beautiful compositions.
Oddly enough I have a very interesting and different show lined up for tomorrow... I put an add in the paper looking for poets and i found some takers. Also this is the year I play piano so I have been working on some grooves that will fit poetry, and we have 1 king Hell drummer (Shawn Killaly), so the poetry stuff should be good.
This means of course that we shall have a stage piano at the SRSS this week so I'm putting the word out to s few piano players I know, and Shawn and I and JLS will be there, and we just recorded a new album so there are some tunes to spank down.
I call it an interesting and different show with variables, but the varaibles will be put into equations where they can work and flourish. There will be no nakedness and it will be essentially a "family" SRSS, except for the fact that it will take place in a bar... where minors are not permitted.
Other notes on last week: earlier in the day the Canadian Junior hockey team suffered a tragic defeat, that really killed the soul of the country... but later on The Crown Royals, a team i play for went into the third period down 3-0 but ended up taking the game 7-6.
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