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I know, I know.

It’s been a while since I’ve just written anything. I know you don’t care, but I should be writing more, I suppose.

I went to Chuck Ragan’s Revival Tour show tonight at El Corazon instead of being all Halloweeny and it was amazing. I’ll be putting up a review tomorrow or the next day on the other site. But here’s some stuff that may or may not make it in that review.


Audra Mae sang these wonderful heartfelt bluesy country songs. With her hand shaking a little on the most passionate one. It was really… amazing.

Austin Lucas was there with his dad and sister and he sang my favorite song, Go West, which I tried to cover but am horrible at. Voice lessons?

Austin and his dad, Bob, played this amazing song about a horse headed woman or something. The chord changes were extraordinary. I wish I could explain how wonderful it sounded.

Chuck was awesome and powerful all at once and though he didn’t sing Do What You Do or The Boat or any Hot Water Music songs, he got everyone to sing along.

Jim Ward sounded fantastic. I always liked his vocals in Sparta, so I picked up a Sleepercar CD which was the only Jim Ward thing there.

They all got together and did a cover of Rainbow Connection with Jim Ward on banjo and everyone singing.

After rainbow connection, or maybe before, a pretty drunk girl came over and yelled in my ear and spilled water on me. She wasn’t quite as forward as the girl that grinded up on me at the Vellela Vellela show, but it was pretty awesome to get drunk, off-balance danced on and smiled at. We chatted for a while and she told me she was a nurse, twice. She mentioned how her friend was hot for Austin Lucas and she was trying to help her meet him. I mentioned Austin was probably in the bar. She disappeared after that, and never returned. It’s cool, I’m already working on a few leads in that area. With some promising and possibly exciting results.

So essentially, things are awesome. Even the cold fall sky is ablaze with stars and a bright moon this morning. I have a whole weekend ahead of me still and plenty to get done. Life is good. Or, at least, good enough for me to ignore the bad parts. Perhaps this is all because of my volunteer work this morning. Some sort of karmic payoff. Well, thank you very much, karma.

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Undertow review.

My review of the Undertow reunion is located at thesunbreak.com. All of my reviews will be going there. If any get rejected, I’ll post them up here instead, of course.

Next show is Polvo and Bronze Fawn tomorrow. I’m pretty excited.

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Don Caballero, sBach, dd/mm/yyyy – El Corazon

El Corazon is nearly empty tonight. The ticket price is too high for a Tuesday night math rock show. And it is El Corazon and everybody already knows how much it sucks. Luckily there’s no need for asshat security tonight, so things have been pretty decent.

“day month year,” as the kids are saying these days, are an epileptic dance party. There are five of them and they all play drums even though they appear to be playing guitars or keyboards or singing. This is a band comprised entirely of rhythms. It comes out sounding a bit like that “end of the world and we know it” song by REM, but just the verses. And the singing is more like Devo in it’s affectations. Like some crazy angry new wave band. The five piece band wanders from instrument to instrument in seemingly haphazard fashion, justifying my idea that all of them are really playing drums. In fact, two of them actually are playing the same drumset. One guy has his own snare and splash and tambourine, and then he shares a rack tom and a crash and the hi-hats with the main drummer. It is like one is the left hand and the other is the right hand. It’s a pretty cool feature live. They are a pretty fun band. You should see them the next time you are in Toronto.

It is pronounced basically like “Spock” if you are curious. It features the drummer from Hella and The Advantage. There are three keyboards and two guitars and a bass and drums in sBach, but only four band members. In other words, each guitarist also gets a keyboard. The drummer for sBach/Hella/The Advantage is amazing. He turns his sticks around to blast the hell out of the drums. He has the best bass drum foot I’ve ever seen, sounding like a double bass pedal but using just the one foot! Let’s say you work at the animal shelter and your favorite part of the job is euthanasia time. You go to the back room with some poor puppy beaming with joy. Traipsing, almost. If you happened to be listening to a fancy mp3 player, it would be playing sBach songs. I think sBach is the evillest happy band I’ve ever had the pleasure of listening too. And they were only the first of the two bands of the night with amazing, possibly psychotic drummers.

Don Caballero
I’m thinking about making a t-shirt that has Damon Che’s face on the front, turned to the left a bit, wearing a beret. It will be on a red background, of course. He is that good. Like save Cuba from imperialistic powers good. Don Cab is a 3 piece these days and may always have been, but you’d think they were a million people, given all the layers that exist in their songs sometimes. Like crazy triplets with the hands (using tree trunks as sticks, basically) and twos with the bass drum. Like tapping guitars and loops and delays. It is pretty much impossible to describe the sound of Don Caballero, since they are so epic and genre-defining. Imagine all the dust at the bottom of a Pittsburgh steel mill. How it has been sitting there for years and trampled on by hundreds of disgruntled employees. If that dust formed into a bad ass drummer and wonderful guitarists, it would be Don Caballero. They’ve added some vocals to a couple songs, which were imperceptible in the traditional El Corazon as much bass as possible mix (if you stand near the front, that is), so I can’t claim to have understood any or be able to tell you what they were like at all. However, the drumming! The only thing that hinted at the fact that these songs were not completely effortless was the drop of sweat falling from Damon Che’s nose. I’d probably add that to my t-shirt. The back could be his quotes. Here’s some gems from tonight:

After he took his pants off to play: “I vowed never to play without pants again, but shit happens.” He spent the rest of the evening on stage in his underwear.

In regards to the idea of respect: “Don’t fool yourself, there is no respect anymore. We just sent the statue of Winston Churchill back to England and said ‘Go fuck your mother, Britain.'”

After people started shouting requests: “Shouting out your favorites has no bearing on what we’re actually able to play…”

At the end of a song: “Speaking of turning diamonds back into coal, the government is going to write that drum solo for you in the future.”

“Thanks a whole frickin’ pantload to Day Month Year and sBach…”

Genius. Crazy genius.

I wish I could go to a show every night. During those few hours of blaring musical awesomeness, I felt pretty great. I’ll work on trying to keep that around more. Or just going to more shows.

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