There was a full house for this weeks SRSS, a perfect evening on a number of levels.. but no Super Steve... aka the Pike. The Pike likes to lay low in the reeds and watch the action and the Pike can get a little flippy when he is coerced into Monkey Cult participation. As Captain Lou Albano's character Frankie the Fixer said in the movie wise guys "I'm a little too well known down there", one can almost see the gears turning in the pikes head... "even if I'm in the back that crafty cult leader will know I'm there and perhaps call me up to chant some repetitious quasi religious rantings... and I'll have to do it... say isn't there a Mariners game i need to see"
The Pike knows what time it is... all the others in the room had to chant, cheer and sing... because it is of course, an interactive orchestra. The sound man was late but when we got rolling it was sounding crisp and smart... do note that the Legion of Flying Monkeys Horn Orchestra was just described in words as "crisp"... no turning back now... could have used the word "Organic". i remember trying to describe Knockin' Dog as Organic sounding in like 1996... i was more shocked by shilling back then so it left a rather strong impression on me. The way i live now is more "it don't matter, nobody is listening anyway"... as a matter of fact the bio/ one sheet for the last 21 tandem Repeats release was generated by a mock online band bio generator
Perhaps we need a Super Roberson Supper Show Bio:
Since forming in the Railway Club of Vancouver, Super Robertson Supper Show climbed to the top of the the indie rock scene in 2004 with their debut album, Live @ the SRSS part one. The band's latest album, live at the SRSS part 47, fuses Earl Johnstonerbreaths unabashed hooks with shoe-gazing Brit-Pop to slap together some seriously inspired crowd pleasers. With standout tracks like "King Super Robertson," don't be surprised if you find Super Robertson Supper Show at the top of the indie rock charts and beyond.
Where the hell was I...
Hailing from the Daily Grind coffee house in Vancouver, The legion of Flying Monkeys Horn Orchestra rose to the top of the folk scene in 2008 with their debut album, Help Help. The band's latest album, Aliens, unites Fire-Man's insightful intonation with pastoral orchestral accompaniments to produce simply stunning music. With standout tracks like "the means of production garden tea Party theme song", the music of The legion of Flying Monkeys Horn Orchestra appeals to folk fans and non-folk fans alike.
and..
Hailing from the smokey bars outside of Vancouver, Super Steve found himself at the top of the the blues scene in 1975 with his debut album, what happened. The band's latest album, Super R is king, weaves Super Steve's gut-wrenching lyrics with roadhouse slide guitar to churn out their most sincere work to date. With standout tracks like "I love the Super Robertson Supper Show," already certified platinum in Europe, Super Steve can count on loads of future success.
There was also cake at the SRSS last week to celebrate the genesis of CT and JLS, but for most of us it was all about the cake. I got it from Fratelli Authentic Italian Baking and it was on sale because it was a day old, but as the old saying goes "a day old fratelli's cake still stomps the balls off the the rest". Maybe that's a new saying... perhaps i should trademark it and send it to "Cake people new York new York".
what is happening with this blog? Hot damn we are losing focus, and i still haven't got to the swim that i thought i wasn't going on because it was cold that day and we had cake and a party in the bar... but then as i was leaving some fool tried to call me a sissy so i had to redeem myself, but i had no bike so i had to resort to doing a cannonball off the dock by the Olympic village but the only problem was that the tide was down and i cut my leg on a rock and had trouble getting out of the water and then it occurred to me that i was in the ocean with a cut... not a big one, but blood was dripping from me and the dock was a long way up, and i was naked and some people came to hang out on the dock so i had to lay low in the water bleeding and then all hell broke loose... i think a fucking pike tried to bite me, which scared the shit out of the couple above me and caused a whole wave of confusion and sudden alarm down by "Canada's great sustainable community".
I read this book called Monster of God, and it was about alpha predators, and one of the things i took away is that those who live in sustainable communities (mud huts by the river) take the greatest hits when it comes to attacks from alpha predators... say crocodiles. Well lets just say that our sustainable communities don't offer the same support to one of their citizens when they are attacked by a mud shark/ocean pike. yea go ahead an laugh Did you know that? Yes, pike do go into the ocean - as long as it is brackish enough... believe me it was brackish. rather than help they call the fucking police on me... but not even the real police... some useless security guard who doesn't even have a weapon to fire into the dark waters where i was pointing as the menace regathered for a second wave of attacks.
Tomorrow Khristian Mizzi returns with his art bus festival tour that started here a few months ago... then they are going down to burning man... if you need a ride it might work.
These guys are king hell, from Australia came to Canada to check it out bought a short bus sold tickets to cover gas and insurance (rides across Canada) and toured the country playing music. If you can't get behind that boo to you.
and as a final note we went late and were very slow getting our stuff off the stage... lets not get complacent team we need to be the gold standard... it is our destiny... lets play 7:30-8:30 keep it pro lean and mean.
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
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Tuesday, August 17, 2010
August 11 re-cap
Hot damn it's late and my memory has been shafted by a hockey playoff victory and the requisite beers that followed. Luckily i managed to tape the show and it was one King hell show if i don't say so myself... luckily in the way that i can post a video and the video can do the speaking, and i can go on about the lesson from the swim.
we hit the swim, a nice little group and there was a female presence which was most excellent because she did the right things like bringing hot tea and emergency blankets to lie on so we could sit and muse and around that time there were 2 fires on the beach and we were tempted to go join in... but we had tea and blankets and the woman logic reminded us that everything was good where we were. Right right... there was a lot less chance for regret if we stayed where we were... i was initially thinking in terms of personalities that i might not want to have to overcome should i impose myself on a party. Soon the cops came and shut down the fires and we watched from a nice safe distance very happy that we were not one of the people around the fire when the party was busted.
Next week or tomorrow for that matter we have "The legion of Flying Monkeys Horn Orchestra", and even better there will be Cake. A double birthday celebration for 2 unsung SRSS heroes... 1)JLS (soundman and multi-instrumentalist) and 2)CT (stalwart who minds children every wednesday night so that this can happen).
Swimming is always an option, and i have been reminded that perhaps if i tried to sell it more like a wonderful experience and less like a dangerous shark ridden hypothermia blast i might get more takers... sales was never my strong suit... I'm very proud of that.
get in touch with me if you think we need a limo to take us from the club to the water... could be a good option.
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
i have no idea what this blogasroo is about... it's choppey
So i sent some posters to the printer and we will have those bad boys down to the club like tomorrow to join the collection of stellar Simian Special posters.
I remember when i use to spend a lot of my time "postering"... my efforts were legendary.. what a waste of fucking time... i have met people that saw my posters for years and never made it out to a show... this is back in the old days when i would cover Vancouver with 750 posters myself and all i got was a dental bill to fix some chipped teeth from biting tape. In my head i saw it as a process to prepare for the show... practice is a better one.
Having posters in the club is a different animal all together... they are not getting rained on, nor is the person putting up the posters... they stay up because they are where they should be, which means printing in colour is worthwhile. A poster can then be viewed and enjoyed by a patron who might need a moment to muse about it over some beers.
Shit where was i... aren't i here to shit together a glowing review of last weeks show and then try to get all you chicken shit land lovers to come down to the show tomorrow for some early drinking and then a naked ocean swim out at 3rd beach to cap off the evening and remind yourself that it is summer and you are alive.
I actually missed last weeks swim (due to a hockey game our team won 7-0), but Fire-Man and Sharon kept the summer tradition alive and had a lovely little swim that went without incident, so i am told. Of course i had to get the swim report... what kind of a jackass blogger would i be if i didn't get the swim report... if i am going to bark on about how important it is to go swimming naked in the cold dark ocean as a matter of some applied principle then i have to get the report. that is one of the problems with those guys... they are natural night ocean swimmers, so there is no problem, no fear...
So it was a Cam and Jesse supper show and Jesse's Mom was there and so was CC sit-down, and SRSS inspirational man award winner Dave Parchumchuck... actually there was a nice crowd and the boys were on that night... cam was singing exceptionally well was what i had written in my notes. The boys invited Ogden Hammerstein up to play some music and added some gargle water harmonies to a supersimian song titled "bob style"... Odgen was kind enough to give the audience a choice of 3 songs and they went for that one, i believe because it was presented as a song about a guy who gets hammered in a bar and falls in love with a waitress and he strikes out goes home wakes up his wife club footing around the house and then goes tr try to write a novel... yea we all been there they said.
Tomorrow we have Cognac Robertson and the blue shirt boys featuring JLS on guitar and Shawn Killaly on Drums... we may or may not have more. I have a call and answer song to do so it would help if there were people there, but as i said earlier in an email... i couldn't draw a crowd if i was a fire hydrant in a city blaze. i say that in jest for the record, don't want old Super Steve reading this tomorrow feeling sorry for old Robertson, cause Robertson is doing A OK... Robertson will do what he does and you can take it or leave it... it's not a bet, more like an offering... that said i predict an old school ball stomping at the SRSS tomorrow... come for the music supper and spirits and then do the swim... soon it will be November and we will be looking back to that night when we went swimming after the SRSS.
Swimming after the SRSS... could be a good song title... by the way we are going to do our version of "Double Rainbow" tomorrow and I'll be taping the bastard.
Tuesday, August 03, 2010
July 28 re-cap
It was time to get out the damn drum kit... no more of this acoustic night shit... not that there is anything wrong with acoustic nights, it's just that we haven't seen the drum kit in a while.
Super Robertson, Christoper Johnson and JLS the destroyer held down the fort as the trio for the night doing songs from the Robertson, Johnson and Fire-Man songbook and making up a few as they went... it was rough and edgy but remember that is what we were looking for... it was time to step outside the box and challenge ourselves, try to do something a little different. hell even some people came down to see the show... Dan brought some people and they had supper... Brian brought Dan a few years ago and they come from time to time and it was Mule who brought Brian a few years before that... so it looks like we might have that thing happening:
cross pollinate that with this:
Did i mention we had "hand carved jazz horn" and story time... that's right Fire-Man was there honking "Myhorn" one of his original horns that he cut in half and folded to make transportation easier. I was going to do that play where CIBC totally fucks up on the RRSP payments and then continues to make the same mistakes over and over again completely un-aware of anything that happened before and each time calling me a different name but doing it in a manner that would suggest were were bosom buddies... But in a stunning turn of events i lost my fucking mind and tried to re-cap the shopping trip to Superstore with the kids, but for some reason witty words were eluding me on stage... and Fire-man is always good to honk on, which worked out well, at this time... later i got on to a thing about sharks, hopes dreams and wanting to be important, and after the show people wanted to talk sharks with me, so they were listening. Then we did dish pig and JLS the destroyer really ripped it up on guitar... it was a good finish.
Then it was swim time... after some mild drinking of course... a few pitchers of beer and some shark antidotes make for very pleasant night time swimming if you like that kind of fear... damn fireworks were blasting which worked out well because you can't see them from third beach which means nobody was there but Fire-man and I... the only problem was that Fire-Man was in the water first and then started ridiculing me about getting into the water... which made the water seem colder than it actually was... then he started blathering on about some "mammalian face response", and that i was meant to be in the water, which i suddenly had to disagree with... i have lungs and lack a dorsal fin or a blowhole (perhaps I'm leaving myself open for a zinger with that blowhole comment)... so the mammalian face response is that you put your face in the cold water and you body feels warmer than it actually is... probably induces some form of vascular dilation to conserve body heat... and then probably some neurotoxin to help with the "you are warm" lie.
Tomorrow we have Cameron Dilworth and Jesse Matheson... i may show as "Odgen Hammerstein" ... i guess we will see.
Super Robertson, Christoper Johnson and JLS the destroyer held down the fort as the trio for the night doing songs from the Robertson, Johnson and Fire-Man songbook and making up a few as they went... it was rough and edgy but remember that is what we were looking for... it was time to step outside the box and challenge ourselves, try to do something a little different. hell even some people came down to see the show... Dan brought some people and they had supper... Brian brought Dan a few years ago and they come from time to time and it was Mule who brought Brian a few years before that... so it looks like we might have that thing happening:
cross pollinate that with this:
Did i mention we had "hand carved jazz horn" and story time... that's right Fire-Man was there honking "Myhorn" one of his original horns that he cut in half and folded to make transportation easier. I was going to do that play where CIBC totally fucks up on the RRSP payments and then continues to make the same mistakes over and over again completely un-aware of anything that happened before and each time calling me a different name but doing it in a manner that would suggest were were bosom buddies... But in a stunning turn of events i lost my fucking mind and tried to re-cap the shopping trip to Superstore with the kids, but for some reason witty words were eluding me on stage... and Fire-man is always good to honk on, which worked out well, at this time... later i got on to a thing about sharks, hopes dreams and wanting to be important, and after the show people wanted to talk sharks with me, so they were listening. Then we did dish pig and JLS the destroyer really ripped it up on guitar... it was a good finish.
Then it was swim time... after some mild drinking of course... a few pitchers of beer and some shark antidotes make for very pleasant night time swimming if you like that kind of fear... damn fireworks were blasting which worked out well because you can't see them from third beach which means nobody was there but Fire-man and I... the only problem was that Fire-Man was in the water first and then started ridiculing me about getting into the water... which made the water seem colder than it actually was... then he started blathering on about some "mammalian face response", and that i was meant to be in the water, which i suddenly had to disagree with... i have lungs and lack a dorsal fin or a blowhole (perhaps I'm leaving myself open for a zinger with that blowhole comment)... so the mammalian face response is that you put your face in the cold water and you body feels warmer than it actually is... probably induces some form of vascular dilation to conserve body heat... and then probably some neurotoxin to help with the "you are warm" lie.
Tomorrow we have Cameron Dilworth and Jesse Matheson... i may show as "Odgen Hammerstein" ... i guess we will see.
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
July 21 re-cap
musically the SRSS went pretty well but we were late starting and it seems that people would rather be out in the sun that come to the SRSS on days like last week, which you can't really blame them... got me thinking... should the supper show even happen in the summer? why stack greater odds against yourself... but then maybe one needs to see things from another angle.
None the less Stephen King had a man on stand-up bass and they sounded fine... i was suffering from "SSSD" (supper show stress disorder), but managed to lay down a set and it was a distinctive honour to have Land of Deborah up to sing "Blue skies"
Remember i had called the swim out at third beach after the show... well i went and did it, and it was King Hell. Unfortunately there was only me... the closest i got to an offer was one of the bartenders who lives near Jericho and she told me to flash a light her way and she would flick her light on back to say "yo have a good swim". Then i pressed her about her husband and to drag him out but apparently he won't go into water when it's dark... then i smelt paranoia and pressed harder. You see i had been working myself up into a fine shark paranoia all day in preparation for the swim... and it was odd because a couple times that day people i know, out of the blue, without prompting mentioned that there are no sharks in the water here... which is clearly a foolish statement. The scientific term is "accidental migrant" and it is used to describe an animal that has strayed from a geographical location where it is expected to be to a geographical location where it is not expected to be... and following that bone logic the animal... or alpha predator for that matter is going to be hungry after the journey. This is totally clear to any straight thinker out there... oceans have no boundaries and considering all of the intense pollution and stressing factors that are going on in the ocean habitat as a whole it is completely reasonable that there are confused, lost and irritable sharks out there looking to settle the score.
Apparently these people aren't the kind of people who like to challenge their late night ocean paranoia's, like say myself... who after quaffing a few pints and having a few laughs set out on the journey... it was firecracker night so everybody was leaving the beach, and biking thought the crowds was kind of annoying but i was going out to the more secluded 3rd beach located in Stanley Park... a good little ride but by the time you get there you are in the frame of mind to strip down and swim... it was fantastic... i just floated on my back sculling looking at the trees and had a few moments where i weighed the magnitude of life and how lucky i was to be there and living it.
So swim again tomorrow... you should come... i remember being on Mayne island one time and a friend jumped into the water and was looking back at me as i cowered over the idea of the cold north pacific... and he told me "it's just what your body needs" when he said it i thought it was bullshit but when i did take the plunge i had to agree.
None the less Stephen King had a man on stand-up bass and they sounded fine... i was suffering from "SSSD" (supper show stress disorder), but managed to lay down a set and it was a distinctive honour to have Land of Deborah up to sing "Blue skies"
Remember i had called the swim out at third beach after the show... well i went and did it, and it was King Hell. Unfortunately there was only me... the closest i got to an offer was one of the bartenders who lives near Jericho and she told me to flash a light her way and she would flick her light on back to say "yo have a good swim". Then i pressed her about her husband and to drag him out but apparently he won't go into water when it's dark... then i smelt paranoia and pressed harder. You see i had been working myself up into a fine shark paranoia all day in preparation for the swim... and it was odd because a couple times that day people i know, out of the blue, without prompting mentioned that there are no sharks in the water here... which is clearly a foolish statement. The scientific term is "accidental migrant" and it is used to describe an animal that has strayed from a geographical location where it is expected to be to a geographical location where it is not expected to be... and following that bone logic the animal... or alpha predator for that matter is going to be hungry after the journey. This is totally clear to any straight thinker out there... oceans have no boundaries and considering all of the intense pollution and stressing factors that are going on in the ocean habitat as a whole it is completely reasonable that there are confused, lost and irritable sharks out there looking to settle the score.
Apparently these people aren't the kind of people who like to challenge their late night ocean paranoia's, like say myself... who after quaffing a few pints and having a few laughs set out on the journey... it was firecracker night so everybody was leaving the beach, and biking thought the crowds was kind of annoying but i was going out to the more secluded 3rd beach located in Stanley Park... a good little ride but by the time you get there you are in the frame of mind to strip down and swim... it was fantastic... i just floated on my back sculling looking at the trees and had a few moments where i weighed the magnitude of life and how lucky i was to be there and living it.
So swim again tomorrow... you should come... i remember being on Mayne island one time and a friend jumped into the water and was looking back at me as i cowered over the idea of the cold north pacific... and he told me "it's just what your body needs" when he said it i thought it was bullshit but when i did take the plunge i had to agree.
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
July 14 Re-cap
There was The Land of Deborah and Super Robertson and JLS... JLS was originally the sound man for the evening, but as per SRSS protocol "when in doubt pry the sound man up on stage to play lead guitar and then lead the final number of the night" which happened on this night to be a number about fathers, our destiny, and of course PARANOIA.
It wouldn't be like SR to not play the paranoia card when it is time for a little improvisation... which is rather a re-hashing of some of the great stories in which a certain Robertson elder takes paranoia to provincial heights all while JLS lays down a foundation clinic of groove and melody.
there was a small but courteous audience that wore faces with smiles and then we swilled beer and watched a girl band who's mother was in attendance... this i know because i was talking to her about her daughters band... she was very proud and i remembered that note i found in my stuff my mother saved for me... it was a note that was written by my father, my wife (who was not my wife at the time), and a friend...
the note was written in SAMOO'S pub during a festival called Localpalooza like a decade ago... it was so loud in there nobody could talk so they wrote notes to each other to communicate.
Dad- can we leave after Knockin' Dog, i have suffered enough ear damage already
CT- good idea
Mike- you don't know ear damage until you hear Knockin' Dog
My parents are troopers... i think my dad helped carry the mutant double neck guitar into the gig.
anyhoo
Stephen King is coming down on July 21 and SR will make something happen on his end.
anybody up to biking to second beach for some late night swimming after the show?
summertime will end when it's over, but now is the time to swim.
It wouldn't be like SR to not play the paranoia card when it is time for a little improvisation... which is rather a re-hashing of some of the great stories in which a certain Robertson elder takes paranoia to provincial heights all while JLS lays down a foundation clinic of groove and melody.
there was a small but courteous audience that wore faces with smiles and then we swilled beer and watched a girl band who's mother was in attendance... this i know because i was talking to her about her daughters band... she was very proud and i remembered that note i found in my stuff my mother saved for me... it was a note that was written by my father, my wife (who was not my wife at the time), and a friend...
the note was written in SAMOO'S pub during a festival called Localpalooza like a decade ago... it was so loud in there nobody could talk so they wrote notes to each other to communicate.
Dad- can we leave after Knockin' Dog, i have suffered enough ear damage already
CT- good idea
Mike- you don't know ear damage until you hear Knockin' Dog
My parents are troopers... i think my dad helped carry the mutant double neck guitar into the gig.
anyhoo
Stephen King is coming down on July 21 and SR will make something happen on his end.
anybody up to biking to second beach for some late night swimming after the show?
summertime will end when it's over, but now is the time to swim.
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
June 23 re-cap
It was a king hell night for sure and it started with S Robertson running over 3 songs
"Nothing was heard"- a protest song about how we as a society never listen to logic and as a result gladly suffer disasters.
"Famous Person"- a funny little song that looks at the concept of fame and plays with it's context as our hero delivers an autobiographical number
"Disappear"- a Canadian classic song by Super Robertson and Simian Special
Then Genny Trigo took the stage and demonstrated her brilliance with a classical guitar and great voice and some south American classic folk songs. She can really stop the patrons in their tracks as they head in the door and then send some of their party to get drinks as others find a good seat. We call it the GT special... Genny Trigo starts singing and then people just appear out of know where with looks of intrigue on their happy faces.
Then Genny and Super got up together and played some fine versions of some songs they put together last year.
"the last honey and toast"- a song for the bees, but it is a bit sad, as it can be for things that aren't money
"Moustache man"- an ode to a photographer friend
"4 FEATHERS"- inspired by the book of RUMI
"Rage hero episode #37"- a song about how our hero tries in vain to solve a problem with a shoddy makeshift security device that ends up blowing up in his face
"one little dream"- a song about having the courage to do what you need to do to follow your path, and the confidence that that path will lead you to where you want to be.
All in all it was a fine SRSS and some of the folks that were there expressed that they quite enjoyed the evening, and pointed out a number of songs that they enjoyed.
that's all we really need
On June 30 we have the Gentle Infidels
On July 7 it is the Camille Dangworth and Jose Mouthason supper show
On July 14 it would be The Land Of Deborah and the return of S Robertson
show's on supper seekers
"Nothing was heard"- a protest song about how we as a society never listen to logic and as a result gladly suffer disasters.
"Famous Person"- a funny little song that looks at the concept of fame and plays with it's context as our hero delivers an autobiographical number
"Disappear"- a Canadian classic song by Super Robertson and Simian Special
Then Genny Trigo took the stage and demonstrated her brilliance with a classical guitar and great voice and some south American classic folk songs. She can really stop the patrons in their tracks as they head in the door and then send some of their party to get drinks as others find a good seat. We call it the GT special... Genny Trigo starts singing and then people just appear out of know where with looks of intrigue on their happy faces.
Then Genny and Super got up together and played some fine versions of some songs they put together last year.
"the last honey and toast"- a song for the bees, but it is a bit sad, as it can be for things that aren't money
"Moustache man"- an ode to a photographer friend
"4 FEATHERS"- inspired by the book of RUMI
"Rage hero episode #37"- a song about how our hero tries in vain to solve a problem with a shoddy makeshift security device that ends up blowing up in his face
"one little dream"- a song about having the courage to do what you need to do to follow your path, and the confidence that that path will lead you to where you want to be.
All in all it was a fine SRSS and some of the folks that were there expressed that they quite enjoyed the evening, and pointed out a number of songs that they enjoyed.
that's all we really need
On June 30 we have the Gentle Infidels
On July 7 it is the Camille Dangworth and Jose Mouthason supper show
On July 14 it would be The Land Of Deborah and the return of S Robertson
show's on supper seekers
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
June 16 re-cap
Khristian Mizzi and Frank Pearce are on a mission of music. They bought a short bus and are going across the country in what they are calling "the festival art bus tour". They are charging passengers a fee to cover gas and insurance and all, but they are doing it and if you can't get behind that then i want you in front of me where i can keep my weasel spotting eyes on you. The bus left Vancouver on June 18 for Montreal but we got them down at the Super Robertson supper show on the 16th and set them up with ace drummer Shawn Killaly and the trio killed it:
And then Super Robertson went up with Shawn and Frank and did that thing he does... pick all the wrong songs and sing like a drunken goat.
I remember before the show it looked like it was just going to be Shawn and myself... (back to first person) and i said in my head "don't worry it will all work out"... which it did. Khristian had a heavy draw from the hostel community of world travellers which made for a great show. people who are travelling are always very interested in seeing things and embracing things... which i guess that is why they are travellers. They are new, open and excited and you can feel that... not to say that others are scene swilling ignoramuses... but you know what i mean.
there's good things happening.
on Wednesday June 23 we have the lovely and talented Genny Trigo:
and then Super R and Genny:
good times, come one come all... it's free, cold beer and good food.
And then Super Robertson went up with Shawn and Frank and did that thing he does... pick all the wrong songs and sing like a drunken goat.
I remember before the show it looked like it was just going to be Shawn and myself... (back to first person) and i said in my head "don't worry it will all work out"... which it did. Khristian had a heavy draw from the hostel community of world travellers which made for a great show. people who are travelling are always very interested in seeing things and embracing things... which i guess that is why they are travellers. They are new, open and excited and you can feel that... not to say that others are scene swilling ignoramuses... but you know what i mean.
there's good things happening.
on Wednesday June 23 we have the lovely and talented Genny Trigo:
and then Super R and Genny:
good times, come one come all... it's free, cold beer and good food.
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
June 9 re-cap
I guess the big victor of the night was King Dinosaur who smartly took advantage of the Canada Lynx Records $2 CD sale and walked out of the club with "Supersimian- How the tiger got lionized" and the three 21 Tandem Repeats CD's... "The Ocean is life", "Never wanted to be anyone" and "No junk mail please" for the low low price of $8 in total. A King Hell deal by all accounts seeing that "the ocean is life" is almost out of press and might one day be worth more than $2... like maybe $2.20. If the price of plastic goes up with the coming oil shortage... don't get me started.
where was I.
OK last week the show was opened by the ultra-talented duo of Mo and Slick... a woman singer/guitarist and a King hell drummer, and they set a tone that said "showtime". After a brief set it was Connoisseur Casino (with Slick on drums) to stomp down some damage and in their set the song "knots" appeared, which happened to be a song they played last time they played the SRSS and when they played it (the last time) the Canucks scored a key goal that mounted a comeback in the L.A. series and they never looked back... until of course, they were suckered into a game of errors and were stomped out of existence by a bold and fortuitous Chicago Blackhawks team. Well when they played the song on this night, Chicago scored in overtime to win the Stanley Cup. A most annoying turn of events being that i found myself rooting for Philadelphia... for some bizarre reason... i know it makes no sense, but what does in this world... the good thing is i got over it immediately not like when one of my "home teams" goes down in savage defeat, annually, every year of my life. The good part about being Canadian... you can always count on Team Canada to win some major things and just ride those fucking coattails until the time when i am a grizzled old man (almost now) and perhaps my team wins and i just drop dead of a heat attack immediately.
did we just get off topic again?
And then we had Travis the Magician who wowed the crowd with some tricks... perhaps if i filmed it i could have slowed down the tape to see where we were fooled. It was a most excellent moment in the SRSS... real magician talent.
To close out the show i dubbed CC the SRSS all star band, called up Mo and we did the vocal centered version of the song "Bent". Bent is a key track on the Roadbed CD "Last dance at the shockcenter", but over the last few years i have developed a more vocal centered version where a series of repeating vocal melodies becomes the driving force in the song. The song works out well that way when you have a stack of good singers in the SRSS room. Originally the song was about guitar solos and to a lesser extent bass solos... whatever works right.
So for tomorrow we have the return of Shawn Killaly and a a couple of chaps from Australia who are on a quest to play music in Canadian clubs across Canada and they had the good fortune to find old super Robertson... khristianmizzi
there is a chance of more magic and others joining the quest to make the SRSS all it can be... not to try and steal an army slogan... because we are rather anti war over here... not that i don't think our troops are "king hell" in the admiral department
where was I.
OK last week the show was opened by the ultra-talented duo of Mo and Slick... a woman singer/guitarist and a King hell drummer, and they set a tone that said "showtime". After a brief set it was Connoisseur Casino (with Slick on drums) to stomp down some damage and in their set the song "knots" appeared, which happened to be a song they played last time they played the SRSS and when they played it (the last time) the Canucks scored a key goal that mounted a comeback in the L.A. series and they never looked back... until of course, they were suckered into a game of errors and were stomped out of existence by a bold and fortuitous Chicago Blackhawks team. Well when they played the song on this night, Chicago scored in overtime to win the Stanley Cup. A most annoying turn of events being that i found myself rooting for Philadelphia... for some bizarre reason... i know it makes no sense, but what does in this world... the good thing is i got over it immediately not like when one of my "home teams" goes down in savage defeat, annually, every year of my life. The good part about being Canadian... you can always count on Team Canada to win some major things and just ride those fucking coattails until the time when i am a grizzled old man (almost now) and perhaps my team wins and i just drop dead of a heat attack immediately.
did we just get off topic again?
And then we had Travis the Magician who wowed the crowd with some tricks... perhaps if i filmed it i could have slowed down the tape to see where we were fooled. It was a most excellent moment in the SRSS... real magician talent.
To close out the show i dubbed CC the SRSS all star band, called up Mo and we did the vocal centered version of the song "Bent". Bent is a key track on the Roadbed CD "Last dance at the shockcenter", but over the last few years i have developed a more vocal centered version where a series of repeating vocal melodies becomes the driving force in the song. The song works out well that way when you have a stack of good singers in the SRSS room. Originally the song was about guitar solos and to a lesser extent bass solos... whatever works right.
So for tomorrow we have the return of Shawn Killaly and a a couple of chaps from Australia who are on a quest to play music in Canadian clubs across Canada and they had the good fortune to find old super Robertson... khristianmizzi
there is a chance of more magic and others joining the quest to make the SRSS all it can be... not to try and steal an army slogan... because we are rather anti war over here... not that i don't think our troops are "king hell" in the admiral department
Wednesday, June 09, 2010
and i had so many good ideas earlier...
Last week it was a Cam Dilworth and Jesse Matheson show, and i became Super Albertson they sang a song called poop machine and Jesse dropped the worst death bomb i have ever smelt which left me tear eyed and dry heaving in the other direction. Never mind fart jokes this was the real deal... I was there standing talking to Chris Rippin before the show and that bastard said something about his diet lately and then it was fucking insane... some friends come in and said "hi super" and i come close to dry heaving on them... not supper show material dude.
On the bright side they played some good music and had a few excellent guests one of them being Caleb Stull who has a great songwriting and song execution skill.
this was from a long time ago when he played... I'm going to solve my video problems soon... promise:
So for this week which would be June 9 we have a fine collection of talent assembled. The band Connoisseur Casino, a band who has made some verbal noise about wanting to be more involved in the participation of the Super Robertson Supper Show, is set to act as the SRSS all star band... meanwhile i have made inroads to a community of magicians... so we have magic shows, and show rhymes with Mo, so i called Mo to bring a female voice to the evening and then the CC drummer couldn't make the show, so now we have Slick.
So the way i see it, is that we have kick ass magic, a king hell drummer, one spectacular up and coming female songwriter and vocalist, one tight band, one Super Robertson with a few tunes that should be good for all to participate in... and then there are the wild cards... people that come from time to time and may get called to the stage.
speaking about that... this is one of the good ideas i had... the other being that i should pick some salad from my bursting garden and you can have SR Man lettuce in your salad as the side for your supper... the other idea i had was tooney CD night... that's right for 2 bucks you can get a Canada Lynx Records CD... I'll bring down a few. But the big idea (not to get off topic while staying on topic... if you know what i mean) was that from now on we will have the Super Robertson Supper Show Choir. If you sing or care to sing then you come down and say "I want to sing in the Super Robertson Supper Show Choir", and i will make it happen. Hopefully over time we can grow a "songbook" and find out, what the Super Robertson Supper Show Choir is all about. I'll print some words out and we can start simple... this is a good idea people, singing is fun and it is community and it is belonging and it is sharing. It is physical and it is personal and when done together it represents the manifestation of the human spirit, and who can't get behind that.
and i should note this is a singing choir and not a priceless horn honking choir.
OK also for show notices:
Cameron Dilworth is having a CD release party at Little Mountain (Main and 26th) on Friday June 11
And my man Fire-Man is having an exhibition of his horns on Saturday, June 19, 2010 at 7:00pm @ Ironworks gallery - 235 Alexander Street (at Main)... i did just take a poke at him as he is the leader of the Legion of Flying Monkeys Horn Orchestra, which actually reminded me about the show notices portion of this here blogaroo. Anyhoo the Horns are serious works of art and the guy has been working at this for longer than i have had kids, which seems like a fucking eternity to me anyway.
Fire-Man Blog
On the bright side they played some good music and had a few excellent guests one of them being Caleb Stull who has a great songwriting and song execution skill.
this was from a long time ago when he played... I'm going to solve my video problems soon... promise:
So for this week which would be June 9 we have a fine collection of talent assembled. The band Connoisseur Casino, a band who has made some verbal noise about wanting to be more involved in the participation of the Super Robertson Supper Show, is set to act as the SRSS all star band... meanwhile i have made inroads to a community of magicians... so we have magic shows, and show rhymes with Mo, so i called Mo to bring a female voice to the evening and then the CC drummer couldn't make the show, so now we have Slick.
So the way i see it, is that we have kick ass magic, a king hell drummer, one spectacular up and coming female songwriter and vocalist, one tight band, one Super Robertson with a few tunes that should be good for all to participate in... and then there are the wild cards... people that come from time to time and may get called to the stage.
speaking about that... this is one of the good ideas i had... the other being that i should pick some salad from my bursting garden and you can have SR Man lettuce in your salad as the side for your supper... the other idea i had was tooney CD night... that's right for 2 bucks you can get a Canada Lynx Records CD... I'll bring down a few. But the big idea (not to get off topic while staying on topic... if you know what i mean) was that from now on we will have the Super Robertson Supper Show Choir. If you sing or care to sing then you come down and say "I want to sing in the Super Robertson Supper Show Choir", and i will make it happen. Hopefully over time we can grow a "songbook" and find out, what the Super Robertson Supper Show Choir is all about. I'll print some words out and we can start simple... this is a good idea people, singing is fun and it is community and it is belonging and it is sharing. It is physical and it is personal and when done together it represents the manifestation of the human spirit, and who can't get behind that.
and i should note this is a singing choir and not a priceless horn honking choir.
OK also for show notices:
Cameron Dilworth is having a CD release party at Little Mountain (Main and 26th) on Friday June 11
And my man Fire-Man is having an exhibition of his horns on Saturday, June 19, 2010 at 7:00pm @ Ironworks gallery - 235 Alexander Street (at Main)... i did just take a poke at him as he is the leader of the Legion of Flying Monkeys Horn Orchestra, which actually reminded me about the show notices portion of this here blogaroo. Anyhoo the Horns are serious works of art and the guy has been working at this for longer than i have had kids, which seems like a fucking eternity to me anyway.
Fire-Man Blog
Tuesday, June 01, 2010
Just a touch of pepper may May 26 re-cap
OK people, our man smash has condensed the show by 1/3 , so you can review the show yourself... send your reviews to canada(at)canadalynxrecords.com for your chance to win an exceptional Canada lynx records prize pack consisting of Canada Lynx wear and a collection of various Canada Lynx Records releases.
I realize nobody is going to do that, but you know me, i like to provide people with opportunity, that's my thing... here is an opportunity for you... perhaps i am the fucking Robin Hood of opportunity in the Vancouver "no fun city" music scene. Don't worry i don't believe that shit either.
I know i had one King Hell time, and a certain swine bastard regular told me he felt guilty not paying for the show.. so i went for his wallet and grabbed a few greenbacks to cover the band bar tab that happened to be rather large on this night due to a serious "business" meeting that happened in the back bar.
We are all business men and women remember... for the record, the cat in the song "Bay city kitty" was actually named busy so we could say "lets get busy" and take the cat somewhere... but busy didn't like going places under other peoples direction so there was always claws and bloodshed. Busy was a good cat... i hope she did OK.
**** the great comedy and professionalism of this part 2 video is that we have the sound man (JLS) up playing guitar around the 3:20 mark... that is community baby.
So tomorrow, which is almost today, but if you read this damn shithole blog you know that our hero is always working lake Tuesday night in a savage effort to shit together something semi coherent about what is happening soon so I'm sure you have planned your week with the true option of knowing that the SRSS will have something going on on Wednesday night and you will find out on the morning of the day... unless of course you are a real man/ woman who knows how to burn the midnight oil properly.
It is the first Wednesday of the month, meaning it is the Cam and Jesse Supper show... by the way
Cam is having a cd release party at Little Mountain (Main and 26th) on Friday June 11.The show starts at 8:30 with Aunts and Uncles www.myspace.com/auntsanduncles Cam at 9:30 www.myspace.com/cameronjohndilworth and then Greenbelt at 10:30 www.myspace.com/greenbeltcollective .
I got that all in an email on Monday to which i replied "what the fuck is going on at the supper show this week", too which i got the reply "i haven"t thought about it", so i gave him a mini ream out and told him the the SRSS has been on a roll lately and we need effort on promotion and organization. He said "word", so i am looking for a good show. I'll go down and perhaps play a song you should to... bring something suckers.
And in another great victory it looks like we might have a 40 piece choir coming to sing once a month in the fall... and a group of magicians... hell even I'm starting to believe in the Super Robertson Supper Show. Just don't be that fool that sat in that town for years and never stood up to be counted.
I realize nobody is going to do that, but you know me, i like to provide people with opportunity, that's my thing... here is an opportunity for you... perhaps i am the fucking Robin Hood of opportunity in the Vancouver "no fun city" music scene. Don't worry i don't believe that shit either.
I know i had one King Hell time, and a certain swine bastard regular told me he felt guilty not paying for the show.. so i went for his wallet and grabbed a few greenbacks to cover the band bar tab that happened to be rather large on this night due to a serious "business" meeting that happened in the back bar.
We are all business men and women remember... for the record, the cat in the song "Bay city kitty" was actually named busy so we could say "lets get busy" and take the cat somewhere... but busy didn't like going places under other peoples direction so there was always claws and bloodshed. Busy was a good cat... i hope she did OK.
**** the great comedy and professionalism of this part 2 video is that we have the sound man (JLS) up playing guitar around the 3:20 mark... that is community baby.
So tomorrow, which is almost today, but if you read this damn shithole blog you know that our hero is always working lake Tuesday night in a savage effort to shit together something semi coherent about what is happening soon so I'm sure you have planned your week with the true option of knowing that the SRSS will have something going on on Wednesday night and you will find out on the morning of the day... unless of course you are a real man/ woman who knows how to burn the midnight oil properly.
It is the first Wednesday of the month, meaning it is the Cam and Jesse Supper show... by the way
Cam is having a cd release party at Little Mountain (Main and 26th) on Friday June 11.The show starts at 8:30 with Aunts and Uncles www.myspace.com/auntsanduncles Cam at 9:30 www.myspace.com/cameronjohndilworth and then Greenbelt at 10:30 www.myspace.com/greenbeltcollective .
I got that all in an email on Monday to which i replied "what the fuck is going on at the supper show this week", too which i got the reply "i haven"t thought about it", so i gave him a mini ream out and told him the the SRSS has been on a roll lately and we need effort on promotion and organization. He said "word", so i am looking for a good show. I'll go down and perhaps play a song you should to... bring something suckers.
And in another great victory it looks like we might have a 40 piece choir coming to sing once a month in the fall... and a group of magicians... hell even I'm starting to believe in the Super Robertson Supper Show. Just don't be that fool that sat in that town for years and never stood up to be counted.
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
May 19 re-cap
Well if there is one thing for sure left from the monster jam at the Super Robertson Supper Show last week it is the truth that a man called Shine and seriously rock the didgeridoo. Once again i find myself going back to that description "King Hell" as he and drummer Steve Lazin stomped down some serious grooves.
Sara Ciantar was a delight to have at the SRSS as well, she has some wonderful songs made up of strange chords, intricate picking, and the voice of a siren.
Then it was Super Robertson and the lot also joined by Simian Special and when they got off the stage they were toasted for the fact that what they did was beautiful.
should have recorded
tomorrow we see the return of Hey Rock, who happened to come by Super Robertson's house today for a little mixed purpose session... should be good.
Sara Ciantar was a delight to have at the SRSS as well, she has some wonderful songs made up of strange chords, intricate picking, and the voice of a siren.
Then it was Super Robertson and the lot also joined by Simian Special and when they got off the stage they were toasted for the fact that what they did was beautiful.
should have recorded
tomorrow we see the return of Hey Rock, who happened to come by Super Robertson's house today for a little mixed purpose session... should be good.
Monday, May 17, 2010
May 12 re-cap
Well if a picture tells a thousand words then a video must do it to the power of 3... or something like that.
this is what happened:
extra thanks to Smash for the video... pre-thanks to smash for making it happen.
It was very special to have some of the songs i have written and or co-written over the years be celebrated in a class operation like what happened on this night. Another highlight of the evening was to see King Dinosaur walk into the club in his Hab's sweater and Jean jacket... you see Montreal had just finished off Pittsburg in 7 games... a fate that few had predicted. To see a hard core Hockey fan in a glaze of glory is always a treat... big smiles and casually throwing off sayings like "Yea, i though i might come down and raise a few toasts".
The grand fiasco of the evening occurred when i went to put the drum kit away and i tripped on the stairs and fell forward to be stopped only by the drum hardware on my groin. It was an insane blow which put me on another planet and to be truthful half of my groin as of this writing is a deep purple. I'm almost tempted to post a picture... for pure scientific value of course, but i have learned, slowly, over time that nobody wants to see my groin.
OK
this week (May 19) we have the fantastic drummer Steve (from the LFM horn orchestra) and his buddy Shine on digeridoo. Also we have a wonderful folk singer Sara Ciantar , and then all of those suckers will get sucked into the world of Super Robertson as i force them to take part in a journey though my songbook.
this is what happened:
extra thanks to Smash for the video... pre-thanks to smash for making it happen.
It was very special to have some of the songs i have written and or co-written over the years be celebrated in a class operation like what happened on this night. Another highlight of the evening was to see King Dinosaur walk into the club in his Hab's sweater and Jean jacket... you see Montreal had just finished off Pittsburg in 7 games... a fate that few had predicted. To see a hard core Hockey fan in a glaze of glory is always a treat... big smiles and casually throwing off sayings like "Yea, i though i might come down and raise a few toasts".
The grand fiasco of the evening occurred when i went to put the drum kit away and i tripped on the stairs and fell forward to be stopped only by the drum hardware on my groin. It was an insane blow which put me on another planet and to be truthful half of my groin as of this writing is a deep purple. I'm almost tempted to post a picture... for pure scientific value of course, but i have learned, slowly, over time that nobody wants to see my groin.
OK
this week (May 19) we have the fantastic drummer Steve (from the LFM horn orchestra) and his buddy Shine on digeridoo. Also we have a wonderful folk singer Sara Ciantar , and then all of those suckers will get sucked into the world of Super Robertson as i force them to take part in a journey though my songbook.
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
There was no Super Robertson Supper Show Last week
So you would think i could get away without doing a blog, but you know me... what would Tuesday night be without a little musing on what could have been.
The Supper Show was canceled last week because of the hockey game, and perhaps that was the beginning of the end. Now as you may recall Vancouver mounted the comeback during the SRSS in the Vancouver /L.A. series... remember even Super Steve who was watching the game in the front room didn't come back to the back room to watch the game on the big screen because everything was going well and he knew not to disrupt the order of the universe. But he is a hockey guy in tune with the realities of sports curses, jinxes, superstitions and routines.
I was a bit worried about the Canucks fate when the SRSS was canceled but i figured i didn't want to be the guy trying to make a point like that (the Canucks win when the SRSS happens) and have on my side the fact that it could seem like it is I wanting to do the show and using positive routine re-enforcement as a a crutch to not have the show canceled. Then i would have exposed myself to the possibility of the Canucks playing a great game and the SRSS playing to a few patrons all while everybody is wondering why they are not watching this great game... but rather this folk jackass on stage... oh wait it was a Cam and Jesse show... make that 2 folk Jackasses.
it's over now and we can all go back to sleep until next year...
tomorrow: The Mo Trio
The Mo Trio consists of Slick, Smash, Mo, and the Cobra. If that's not enough to inspire your attendance, know that their repertoire consists of 21 Tandem Repeats and Roadbed classics done in ways which will be wholly unfamiliar even to the SRSS faithful. There is icing on this very substantial cake - Super Robertson will take part too.
Opening the Show will be Cameron Dilworth and Jesse Matheson as they missed last weeks show.
come early stay late
The Supper Show was canceled last week because of the hockey game, and perhaps that was the beginning of the end. Now as you may recall Vancouver mounted the comeback during the SRSS in the Vancouver /L.A. series... remember even Super Steve who was watching the game in the front room didn't come back to the back room to watch the game on the big screen because everything was going well and he knew not to disrupt the order of the universe. But he is a hockey guy in tune with the realities of sports curses, jinxes, superstitions and routines.
I was a bit worried about the Canucks fate when the SRSS was canceled but i figured i didn't want to be the guy trying to make a point like that (the Canucks win when the SRSS happens) and have on my side the fact that it could seem like it is I wanting to do the show and using positive routine re-enforcement as a a crutch to not have the show canceled. Then i would have exposed myself to the possibility of the Canucks playing a great game and the SRSS playing to a few patrons all while everybody is wondering why they are not watching this great game... but rather this folk jackass on stage... oh wait it was a Cam and Jesse show... make that 2 folk Jackasses.
it's over now and we can all go back to sleep until next year...
tomorrow: The Mo Trio
The Mo Trio consists of Slick, Smash, Mo, and the Cobra. If that's not enough to inspire your attendance, know that their repertoire consists of 21 Tandem Repeats and Roadbed classics done in ways which will be wholly unfamiliar even to the SRSS faithful. There is icing on this very substantial cake - Super Robertson will take part too.
Opening the Show will be Cameron Dilworth and Jesse Matheson as they missed last weeks show.
come early stay late
Tuesday, May 04, 2010
No Super Robertson Super Show on May 5 2010
You see the thing is the Vancouver Canucks are in a key playoff series and the game is in Vancouver starting at 6:30 PM. Now nothing brings out beer drinking bar patrons better than a hometown big game, so you see, the Railway Club will show the game on the big screen, and the Super Robertson Supper Show can wait for another day.
what does that mean? well tomorrow was to be a Cam and Jesse night so we are going to have them join us next week, and us would be a night of tunes and jamming organized by band kingpin Smash, who has organized a few Supper Shows over the years and they all had moments of greatness, originality and community spirit.
And last week we had The Legion of Flying Monkeys Horn Orchestra:
it's fair to say that good times were had by all
what does that mean? well tomorrow was to be a Cam and Jesse night so we are going to have them join us next week, and us would be a night of tunes and jamming organized by band kingpin Smash, who has organized a few Supper Shows over the years and they all had moments of greatness, originality and community spirit.
And last week we had The Legion of Flying Monkeys Horn Orchestra:
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
April 21 Re-Cap
Another fine night for the SRSS (short for Super Robertson Supper Show)... I know I Know you probably knew that but one of the fine comedies of this whole effort is to write as many Super Robertson's and Supper Show's as possible. Recall when i first started the show way back when and it was called the Super Robertson King Show... which was the same comedy taken too far, and the show was on a Monday Night which was the cooks night off but he decided to come in for the show for a while but of course there were super thin crowds and then there was no kitchen open, so one week i brought down a tray of sushi, then steam buns and then the next week some frozen pizzas but they wouldn't let me use the oven... Geese i wonder if I'm insane. Bar staff to cook on phone "yea some guy wants to use your oven to make some pizzas"... i know i wouldn't let some guy use my oven if my oven was needed to be in fine working order. Clearly a veteran chef like myself would have done the right thing but alas that was a long time ago... then we got the show moved to Wednesday when the kitchen was open and we started cooking with gas.. as the saying goes.
Where was I... Connoisseur Casino came down and played a fine set... they started 15 minutes late, which of course is totally unacceptable but the game was on, so i was fine with it. I do need to mention these things as the leader in an effort to make sure that we don't become slack.
Musically Connoisseur Casino were not slack at all... they were tight and slick, they sounded so fine i started feeling a little nervous about going up after them after a while i went back to check on the time and Super Steve was there watching the game... Connoisseur Casino sounded great at the side bar i was watching the game and the Supper Show... how fantastic is that. the problem was that the Canucks were down by one... i recalled that SRSS theme song i wrote a while back and forgot about:
one line was... "at the SRSS it's the place where my friends all go, like Super Steve and King Dinosaur with one eye on the stage and one eye on the score..." I was playing King Dinosaur.
anyhoo Connoisseur Casino announced their last song and during that song the Canucks started their comeback with a fine goal... i tried to convince them to play that song again but no dice... don't want to poke too hard at the hockey gods anyway.
So then i took D Rocks place and D rock took my place and we winged it... i think it went OK and at the end the band led me in a fine 4 chord song. It was fun fulfilling and very supper showesque.
And then we went to the back room where the big TV is and watched the Canucks bring home a huge Victory... turns out they never lost another game in that series... perhaps we can thank Connoisseur Casino for that tune, or maybe it was Super Steve who heard us hooting and hollering in the other room and figured that our feed was about 5 seconds ahead of the feed his TV was on but decided to stay put because things were going well with the balance of the universe at that moment.
On April 28 get ready for Vancouver's one and only handmade horn band "The Legion of Flying Monkeys Horn Orchestra"... there will be a puppet booth, audience song participation, high comedy and high art.
Where was I... Connoisseur Casino came down and played a fine set... they started 15 minutes late, which of course is totally unacceptable but the game was on, so i was fine with it. I do need to mention these things as the leader in an effort to make sure that we don't become slack.
Musically Connoisseur Casino were not slack at all... they were tight and slick, they sounded so fine i started feeling a little nervous about going up after them after a while i went back to check on the time and Super Steve was there watching the game... Connoisseur Casino sounded great at the side bar i was watching the game and the Supper Show... how fantastic is that. the problem was that the Canucks were down by one... i recalled that SRSS theme song i wrote a while back and forgot about:
one line was... "at the SRSS it's the place where my friends all go, like Super Steve and King Dinosaur with one eye on the stage and one eye on the score..." I was playing King Dinosaur.
anyhoo Connoisseur Casino announced their last song and during that song the Canucks started their comeback with a fine goal... i tried to convince them to play that song again but no dice... don't want to poke too hard at the hockey gods anyway.
So then i took D Rocks place and D rock took my place and we winged it... i think it went OK and at the end the band led me in a fine 4 chord song. It was fun fulfilling and very supper showesque.
And then we went to the back room where the big TV is and watched the Canucks bring home a huge Victory... turns out they never lost another game in that series... perhaps we can thank Connoisseur Casino for that tune, or maybe it was Super Steve who heard us hooting and hollering in the other room and figured that our feed was about 5 seconds ahead of the feed his TV was on but decided to stay put because things were going well with the balance of the universe at that moment.
On April 28 get ready for Vancouver's one and only handmade horn band "The Legion of Flying Monkeys Horn Orchestra"... there will be a puppet booth, audience song participation, high comedy and high art.
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
the SRSS is run by a sane man who appears a lunatic in this world
that's one of the things that happened last week.
I decided to lock antlers with my computer and video camera in an effort to lesson the strain on the blog... what if this show didn't really happen and i just made up some nonsense in a blog and said it did? Clearly i have proven myself... that the show exists and everything i have ever written on the fabulous Internet is absolutely accurate. Well glad to get that out of the way... it's funny you know years ago i bought the camera and an state of the art computer (Mac G4 tower) and i set out and made some videos for the band ROADBED...
that was my first effort and i remember people thinking i was incredibly talented with computers to be able to to that... for the record i never believed the hype... in those days of digital video the possibilities were just so grand. and now about a decade later i can't work the fucking basic program that comes with my operating system (which would be I movie)... i use to be able to use it until i accidentally upgraded to a new version. Well i can use it obviously... just not very well and strange things happen when i try to do basic things. Perhaps my computer is fucked, or perhaps they just figure any ass hole still recording to tape deserves all of the problems he gets trying to import his fucking shit art to express his inner hammerhead non important bullshit... spend the money and upgrade... it's good for the economy. aint it time you got rid of that fool tape collection anyway... all the new programs come with auto tune and a bunch of pre-recorded schlep so you don't even need to think anymore.
shit what blog am i in... did i just black out into another rage?
No No No... I'm just kidding it's all good.
last weeks Supper show was great... i chipped my tooth... you see there was a band sound checking so i waited for that and i guess in that time by beard grew like fucking 20 feet because they had to get it right so when i went to go to the bar i tripped over it and chipped my tooth. Ok that was untruthful... it's just that i have played with the truth before so i wanted to see what it felt like and i needed to clear my head of the rage from the computer "incident".
We had a good crowd out... a lot of the old Super Robertson Supper Show faithful came out and ate dinner and drank beer. These are the folks who helped the show survive in the start, and have surly seen me go up there so many times they must have nightmares from time to time.
Tomorrow on April 21st we have a band i need to nickname.. and they are going to play and then they are going to back me up... or at least some of them are. They have a name but i think i need to come up with an alias for them.
I am a man with a number of 2 and 3 chord songs (as well as others with more complex arrangements) and i kind of like that as a possible SRSS format. so if you are reading this and you are in a band and you want to play a show and being blindly led in to foreign territory sounds like a good exercise for you the perhaps you should get in touch with me.
In the end it is all just memories, and memory is cheap... flash memory that is, and i guess that's where the game has gone.
also of note... the Super Robertson Supper Show and hockey playoffs can all co-exist at the Railway Club in Vancouver B.C Canada.
go team go
speaking of "auto tune" i happened to be at the gym tonight and i have to say, does every fucking song have to be soaked in auto tune? Seriously have we completely lost our fucking minds? what the hell is wrong with our species when we keep accepting this nonsense... mind you the same gym was playing on the TV a basketball game and Much Music with the sound off but the captioning on. And of course there are 2 playoff hockey games going on. So i get on a bike and there is a guy on another bike by the TV and i say "isn't there a game on" and he looks back at me agrees and looks at the Much music channel in exasperation... i say i'll fix that and go up to have a talk with the people in charge... he says "you are a good man"... I also might add that i was cheered on by everybody that happened to be by that TV. What i found out was that it was strict policy that in the gym 2 channels will play (every other TV down the club) and having sports on both channels is prohibited... which is nonsense of course because a few days ago i was on the bike beside a fellow and we switched bikes to catch portions of Detroit/Phoenix and then San Jose/ Colorado. i smartly didn't point that out as to make an issue of it because clearly people are napping over this issue, and it's happened before, so the last thing we need is a rage hero making a point that people remember which will remind them of their policy... one TV on sports (basketball seems right for Canada) and one TV on much music and then you can listen to a dance track soaked in auto tune. i don't even have to do the bike i can just stand in the club and get my heart rate up.
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
the Date is April 13
It's 10:30 PM and it's time to get down to some serious blogging... right now I'm listening to Devilsplender in an effort to provide the proper enthusiasm for Supper Show Blogging... almost a little taste of 13 Engines in there. I remember when i was in University (UWO)in London Ontario and 13 Engines were set to play the campus pub.. this was after the release of "A Blur to me now"... so we were pretty stoked. I had developed a particular dance for the song "Mothra" which was a song from an early release... the problem was that there was some weird law about promoting events on campus and nobody knew about the gig so there was this band playing all your favourite hits and the crowd was like what you might see at one of my shows... not to put down my shows, but just saying i saw the same band months before at Wonderland Gardens and the place was packed, and on this night it was the band playing and me on the dance floor on a table i had moved to the dance floor standing on it with one shoe and one sock off trying to separate my toes as if to be a set of talons on a killer mutant moth... but that was a long time ago.
Last week it was Cameron Dilworth's birthday... well it was actually on the weekend but there was a cake and a celebration. It was a fun show and there was cake.
For the supper show on April 14 2010 we have an excellent guest in a duo from Graham Brown & the Prairie Dogs... and on my end I'll have a fine mutant version of 21 Tandem Repeats ready to flog any horses that happen to be in attendance... there is an outside chance of some other weirdness but i'm still not too sure. It's a problem running the SRSS it's kind of low key so people say yes and then later they say they are not sure but they will try and in some ways randomness can be good but yet in other ways it can reduce potential. In some ways it can be like Nuclear Physics... makes sense on paper but in the lab it could blow heads off... i don't argue i just continue.
Last week it was Cameron Dilworth's birthday... well it was actually on the weekend but there was a cake and a celebration. It was a fun show and there was cake.
For the supper show on April 14 2010 we have an excellent guest in a duo from Graham Brown & the Prairie Dogs... and on my end I'll have a fine mutant version of 21 Tandem Repeats ready to flog any horses that happen to be in attendance... there is an outside chance of some other weirdness but i'm still not too sure. It's a problem running the SRSS it's kind of low key so people say yes and then later they say they are not sure but they will try and in some ways randomness can be good but yet in other ways it can reduce potential. In some ways it can be like Nuclear Physics... makes sense on paper but in the lab it could blow heads off... i don't argue i just continue.
Tuesday, April 06, 2010
wow like 200 posts.. or blogaroo's for that matter
Last week was one king hell show... that mean i think it was good.
Genny Trigo and myself ran through 5 of the songs that we play together and there were some eager listeners for that set. I beileve i mentioned the set list somewhere on one of these internet media promotion tools... and as i walked in a table of fine folks told me that they were excited to hear the song "4 feathers". I guess the lesson is if you dig long enough you might find some water. Nothing is etched in stone at this point but i looks like i might have picked up a few gigs in the future as a result of the show.
Next up was Connoisseur Casino, which is an impossible name to spell but i'll get it right one of these days (for now there is spell check)... they played as a duo and brought fan's in from Castelgar B.C., well Pass Creek to be exact.
And then it was Owen Steel and his pal Mumble playing a drum box who is on tour from Fredricton New Brunswick promoting his CD Owen Steel et al. It was another great moment for the Super Robertson Supper Show... it' on the record that before he went on to become a major player in Canadian music scene he played the SRSS... It's moments like that that make me glad i do the show... i wish he played for longer but it was all good in the end.
after the show i was actually kidnapped and brought to a jam space for what we in the business call a "forced Jam"... the forced jam is a necissary component of any healthy life and only a fool would see otherwise. In a "forced jam" scenario the Jammer has no time to put his mind in perhaps the wrong frame and comes in to the room like some one who has just climbed a mountain and looked over the top to see a beautiful and vast scenery. the person was of course looking down at the surface of the mountain to secure their footing and then suddenly realized that they had arrived.
In my particular situation i had a few or perhaps more than a few beers in me and it was stated to me that i should get a ride home with a man who found a free parking space in Vancouver... i can't tell you where that is for obvious reasons, but what happened was that there was a detour and then a Jam... which is fitting because often jamming has similar features to detours. Detours can be great... i remember on time while on vacation with my family in British Columbia we were off on some road and there were whispers of us being lost and my dad said "Oh let's go down this road, they say it's really nice", which of course was hilarous to my sister and myself as we asked the two obvious questions 1) what is this road called and 2) who recommended it... in the end it doesn't matter. I believe the best way to put it is "Buy the ticket, take the ride".
I got on the drums and had fun... had some trips down memory lane looking at the jam space, and then i led a version of "Nice Bucket" and went ape on the song... i believe i was feeling it, it was fun... shortly thereafter i walked home and next thing you know i'm walking my daughter to school packing up the car and i was gone to RECOMPRESSION 2010. On saturday night at recompression i walked into a jam space and managed to get on the drum kit again and we had a monster Jam there was drums guitar bass keys, violin, vocals congas... it was KING HELL and i believe that late night after Supper Show Jam was just the homework i needed for that event.
Off topic again..
Cam and Jesse tomorrow (wed April 7)... always a good show.
Ok
SR
Last week was one king hell show... that mean i think it was good.
Genny Trigo and myself ran through 5 of the songs that we play together and there were some eager listeners for that set. I beileve i mentioned the set list somewhere on one of these internet media promotion tools... and as i walked in a table of fine folks told me that they were excited to hear the song "4 feathers". I guess the lesson is if you dig long enough you might find some water. Nothing is etched in stone at this point but i looks like i might have picked up a few gigs in the future as a result of the show.
Next up was Connoisseur Casino, which is an impossible name to spell but i'll get it right one of these days (for now there is spell check)... they played as a duo and brought fan's in from Castelgar B.C., well Pass Creek to be exact.
And then it was Owen Steel and his pal Mumble playing a drum box who is on tour from Fredricton New Brunswick promoting his CD Owen Steel et al. It was another great moment for the Super Robertson Supper Show... it' on the record that before he went on to become a major player in Canadian music scene he played the SRSS... It's moments like that that make me glad i do the show... i wish he played for longer but it was all good in the end.
after the show i was actually kidnapped and brought to a jam space for what we in the business call a "forced Jam"... the forced jam is a necissary component of any healthy life and only a fool would see otherwise. In a "forced jam" scenario the Jammer has no time to put his mind in perhaps the wrong frame and comes in to the room like some one who has just climbed a mountain and looked over the top to see a beautiful and vast scenery. the person was of course looking down at the surface of the mountain to secure their footing and then suddenly realized that they had arrived.
In my particular situation i had a few or perhaps more than a few beers in me and it was stated to me that i should get a ride home with a man who found a free parking space in Vancouver... i can't tell you where that is for obvious reasons, but what happened was that there was a detour and then a Jam... which is fitting because often jamming has similar features to detours. Detours can be great... i remember on time while on vacation with my family in British Columbia we were off on some road and there were whispers of us being lost and my dad said "Oh let's go down this road, they say it's really nice", which of course was hilarous to my sister and myself as we asked the two obvious questions 1) what is this road called and 2) who recommended it... in the end it doesn't matter. I believe the best way to put it is "Buy the ticket, take the ride".
I got on the drums and had fun... had some trips down memory lane looking at the jam space, and then i led a version of "Nice Bucket" and went ape on the song... i believe i was feeling it, it was fun... shortly thereafter i walked home and next thing you know i'm walking my daughter to school packing up the car and i was gone to RECOMPRESSION 2010. On saturday night at recompression i walked into a jam space and managed to get on the drum kit again and we had a monster Jam there was drums guitar bass keys, violin, vocals congas... it was KING HELL and i believe that late night after Supper Show Jam was just the homework i needed for that event.
Off topic again..
Cam and Jesse tomorrow (wed April 7)... always a good show.
Ok
SR
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