New Shiznit, different … Dayznit?
by illson
Woke up this morning and stepped into a pile of fluff. What? Ah, River, my girlfriend’s dog, just chewed through part of the couch. I nudge her awake and she checks on him under the bed, then I hear her try to grab something away, then I hear River growl, then I hear her say ‘he’s got your wallet!’ This is when I really wake up. Somehow, my money survived. I take this as a sign that it’s going to be a good day, and with that thought I curl back up under the covers to sleep off the hangover.
Final Memories from Yesterday
They are; listening to a Peter, Bjorn and John remix on the way to taking Chris Casual home and having the song end just as we pull up in front of his east-side house. Making a playlist on my ipod at Side Bar because they let you play 20 minutes of music. My first mix was well received by the wheel-chaired host (really, he’s on a wheelchair. He’s also from detroit. that’s all i can remember). The playlist:
Song – Band
Midnight Blues – Detroit Cobras
Roberta Flack – Flying Lotus
Get Off Of My Cloud – the Rolling Stones
You Only Live Once – the Strokes
Cool It Down – the Velvet Underground
A Means to an End – Joy Division
Hang Me Up to Dry – Cold War Kids
Flight of the Knife (Part Two) – Bryan Scary and the Shredding Tears
Chris Casual said, ‘You know the next song is going to be good because you picked it.’ I knew the next song was going to be good because I was on four Jack and waters.
I thought it was a good idea to grab a drink on the way to Chris’ place, and the bars on Red River are my favorite ones. Creekside, Side Bar, Beauty Bar and Plush are all clustered in staggering distance to each other, and Headhunters and Mohawk are just around the corner. These bars have the added benefit of being just a wee bit away from sixth street, so there’s a reduction of drunken coed factor – which is crucial. Drunken frat boys and coeds BAD. Drunken hipsters – passable. Being able to play your ipod at Side Bar on mondays – GOOD!
More Memories
Monday was the day Chris Casual came by the house to learn the songs. Its been a while since Jake and I have jammed, so I was pretty rusty. Good thing I kept notes. Bad thing that it was me keeping the notes; it seemed that every time I needed the tabs for the songs, they were hidden within a sheaf of social security office paperwork (what the hell was that paperwork doing in my gig bag?). Chris was SOLID. He picked up the songs quickly and he played perfectly on time. He’s going to be great. He also cuts hair, and was loving the bass playing because it was a slightly different motion than what he does all day. By god, keep that wrist in one piece, please – WE NEED YOU!!
Jake squeezed a couple of new tracks from his glitchy laptop and they sound superb. They’re fast, catchy, dancy, and in your face. Lap it up, people!
We wrapped practice after Chris got a general idea of the bass lines. Then we went upstairs and my girlfriend had him take his shirt off for some photos for her class. Maybe we’ll post them up. Maybe we’ll charge for them.
After their little photo session was when we headed off for a drink. And talked about the impending tour. And whether we would be selling t-shirts on the road to survive. Or if there was a bus with champagne on it waiting for us. Who knows? Jake gave me the contract and I promptly gave it back – which I thought was pretty rock and roll. And not very smart. Still, rock & roll. Still not smart. Which came first?
So here it is; my first blog entry for the hungry masses. I hope I get a copy of the Joy Division discography for this (which Jake mentioned he had).
