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.
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
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.
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