Showing posts with label tom price desert classic. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tom price desert classic. Show all posts

Saturday, January 24, 2015

January 24, 2015

If you weren't at last night's Your Mother Should Know album release at the Highline, you missed an amazing show! What an honor to share a bill with Tom Price Desert Classic, Can You Imagine?, and Dead Bars. Everybody brought their A game, and we even sold a few records. And for once, the majority of the performers skewed older than me!

I'm a little dazed from keeping rock & roll hours, but these band names aren't going to blog about themselves.

DJ Vitamin D
The promise of aural sunshine. This is so Seattle -- somebody knows what we can't get enough of in these dark days of winter.


GodFish
I like how this manages to use multiple forms of wordplay in just two syllables. Starting with two different fish, you arrive by different routes at the same aquatic deity. I leave it to you to discern any deeper theological significance.


Knee High Fox
Another example of the power of a single letter. One swap transforms humble hosiery to the diminutive object of admiration.

Saliva Giant
Disgusting on a hilariously grand scale. Have to respect that. Do not get in a spitting contest with this one.


The Toasters
There's something optimistic and cheerful about  a toaster, humble household appliance that it is. Perhaps it's the breakfast connection. (Brought to you by the Toast Marketing Board. Eat more toast).

My fiction and blogging projects collide in "St. Rage," now available as the 13th release in the Pankhearst Singles Club. This story of an all-girl teenage garage band with superpowers is short, it's funny, and it's only $ .99. If you like "St. Rage," please like St. Rage on Facebook and go listen to their first demo.

Saturday, November 15, 2014

November 15, 2014

I'll skip the small talk about our prematurely wintry weather and get right to the band names:

Choir Vandals
One week ago in a church theatrical, I played a mischievous chorister who opened the show by vandalizing the choir room. And now, this. Merely a coincidence?

Every Time I Die
I like the uncertainty. It's only four words, but the lack of punctuation leaves this phrase open to at least two interpretations. Is it merely an exaggeration of embarrassment, or does this character get multiple endings?

First Aid Kit
Not playing in Seattle this week as far as I know. Joel Adams, a photographer kinsman, posted a photo that he took of this band at Fun Fun Fun Fest. I loved the photo and made careful note of the name, which implies that your life could be literally saved by rock and roll.

John Hamhock and the Rooster Run Band
I love it when someone builds creatively on the classic X and the Y structure. All on his own, the frontman evokes a country-fried founding father, while the band evokes strutting, crowing confidence. Put them together and I think you can count on an enthusiastic and noisy good time.
  
Lavacado
A word mash-up that produces profoundly spicy guacamole.

UPCOMING: Your Mother Should Know CD release show, with Dead Bars and headliner Tom Price Desert Classic, Friday, January 23 at the Highline Bar. I'd want to go to this show even if I wasn't playing! https://www.facebook.com/events/374070109426331/

Saturday, May 31, 2014

May 31, 2014

SHAMELESS PLUG: Your Mother Should Know (for which I play drums and do some singin') is part of a stellar lineup that also includes Ancient Warlocks, Tom Price Desert Classic, On the Ground, and Ian Grunfeld (of The Good Luck Number), TONIGHT at the High Dive, $5, doors at 8:30 p.m. This show is a benefit for and opportunity to learn about Seattle IWW, so if you care about labor and/or punk rock, you should check it out. In case you didn't catch that: only $5!

That was a substantial list of band names already, but here are this week's picks:

Absent Tiger
It's the tiger you don't see that you have to worry about. (Always happy to support another two-piece band, especially one with a female drummer!)

Creature of the Deep
This one has a nice B-movie vibe.  I particularly like that it's a singular creature, perhaps alluding to the unitary nature of a functioning band.

Crossbows and Catapults
The medieval theme points to rock band as adventuring party, battling monsters and wielding magic in search of great treasure.

Forever Came Calling
Three-word poem about a moment of transcendance.

Transcribing the Necronomicon
I've read just enough H. P. Lovecraft to know this is probably a bad idea.

Saturday, September 8, 2012

September 8, 2012

If I hadn't been up late last night and if I didn't have to get up tomorrow, I would be at the Funhouse tonight for Tom Price Desert Classic and Pierced Arrows. So if you weren't and/or don't, go! On Monday (again, at the Funhouse), I'm sad to be missing Peterman, Charms, and Andrew James Robison, who have appeared with Your Mother Should Know on other occasions. Darn this grown-up schedule, anyway! And there's much, much more to choose from this week:

Dante Vs. Zombies
This sounds like one of those literature + monsters mash-ups. My money's on Dante, because he's got Virgil and the virtuous pagans backing him up. (That would be a good name for a band, too).

Not From Brooklyn
I guess Brooklyn is where the New York hipsters go now, but what could be hipper than Seattle? (Apparently, Tacoma!) After I left Tacoma, I did live on Brooklyn for a month, but that was a long time ago.

Snaketopus
I like this one because it's just campy and silly. Do the tentacles have snake heads? Does it slither up onto the beach and bite people?

Squirrel of Shame
Years ago, I read The Children of Odin to my kids. One of my favorite figures was Ratatosk, the Squirrel of Discord that runs up and down the World Ash Tree. I'm guessing this is his brother.

Trampled By Turtles
I love this image, because of the slow speed. Anything heavy enough to do any damage, you could just roll out of the way. I picture some poor dude, passed out and engulfed by turtles.