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相关推荐：Posted October 24th, 2012 by MP Lockwood
Waking up in St. Louis, once again our hosts are gone so we’re on our own to let ourselves out. Before taking off though, we boil some water and make some good coffee. Both Lance and I brought our own coffee gear, me a collapsible pour-over cone and a hand-grinder, Lance an electric grinder and a French Press. Today we use my method, clean up, hit the diner just down at the end of the block for some breakfast food. Thanks Marty for putting us up! Then on the road pretty early, which is good because the show in Lawrence, Kansas is an early one.
There’s Craig of This Is My Condition outside the venue, the Percolator, which is an art gallery/community space slightly hidden down an alley and across from an empty lot. We rolled up about 4:00PM and checking the Facebook event, it says there’s a potluck at 5 and the show starts at 7.
Craig shows up in his expertly packed hatchback with his wife, 10-month-old son, and music gear. He explains that he’s going to play at 7 sharp and everyone will probably be done by 9! This is definitely a different scene than many of the other shows, as only becomes more and more apparent as things get going.
We also have the option of playing outside, which both Lance and I decide we’d like to do. Craig suggests that I should play in the middle of the empty lot across the street and of course that sounds like a great idea to me! Before getting into it though Lance and I take a short walk around the block and visit a cool local record store. When I get back, Craig has an extra-long extension cord run out into that lot.
We get set up and the potluck event is underway. Many of the people who have shown up for this part of the festivities are older folks, by which I mean there are plenty of people in their 40s and 50s or so. There’s tons of good food and I try to eat some in the time we have. Homemade salsa and pumpkin vegan cookies and cupcakes and some kind of beans and potatoes.
As promised, This Is My Condition plays promptly at 7. TIMC is one of the most amazing rock bands active in the world, and also happens to be a one-man-band like myself and Lance. Craig lays a guitar across his drums and plays both at once, playing the guitar with the drumsticks, sometimes using a loop pedal to layer a guitar part. Unfortunately, most of the songs are cut short just when they start getting awesome, Craig being careful not to get the show shut down early.
Then right about at dusk (perfect timing) Radio Shock goes on out in the empty lot. There’s a little crowd of Lawrence people now, including some kids and some people who wander over because they hear what’s happening. I’m basically just blasting my sounds out toward downtown and it sounds pretty awesome echoing back from the buildings. I got to run in wide arcs and play my guitar by sliding it over gravel. Good show! There’s video and audio too, but I’m still cleaning it up and stitching it together.
Jason Zeh played next inside, the idea being that we’d have a moment to move Lance’s amps, which I was using, over to his set-up location. Jason just moved to Lawrence from Ohio, which was a nice coincidence. He’s actually someone I met loooong ago when he set up a Radio Shock show in Bowling Green. I’ve always seen him doing cassette tape manipulation before, but the tapes were a less prominent part of this set, which involved setting up a meditative drone and shifting it in almost subliminal ways – unless my mind was playing tricks on me.
Again due to noise concerns, the Dick Neff show was moved inside. Too bad. I also didn’t get to see my dream of a collaborative Dick Neff and This Is My Condition performance! Someday… Anyway, Dick Neff actually shook paintings off the walls with his booming low end, and the older audience members hid around the corner with hands over their ears during his set. (though they did stay to listen) I think we had everything broken down and packed up by 9:30PM!
Then back to Craig’s house, which by the way is a really cool place that he helped design himself. Craig also explained something about how he was programming his own smartphone OS and building a hybrid car… you know, during downtime between working, being a rock star, and raising kids. He’s a pretty inspirational guy. We chat and swap some stories and then settle in to sleep on a comfy couch and a BED. It’s like 11:30PM. At that time some of our shows would be still waiting for more people to show up.
END DAY 6.
Posted October 3rd, 2012 by MP Lockwood
Everything starts out pretty bright and cheerful this day. We’re up pretty early so we can get some things done. One of the goals was to see if we can get that cigarette lighter power working, which could then be used with an inverter to power a boombox! (and charge devices) Maybe some wires are just loose or disconnected? Lance fiddles with it, but without success. I tried to make friends with Matt’s very angry cat, and was able to give her a little head scratch, but she still hissed at me and kept looking at both Lance and myself like this:
Matt’s place also has lots of his unique, but kind of scary, art all over.
Lance and I make pretty good touring partners in a few ways. First of all, we like to have breakfast for breakfast! It’s one of the few indulgences of touring, going to breakfast every day, so we make sure to do it up. Also, we’re both all about playing the show and not too interested in after parties. The show is the party! After the show it’s time to get some rest so you can rip it with maximum force the next night. Neither of us really drink at all either. So at least we were always in agreement about where to go when.
This day we went to get some breakfast at some kind of collegey diner place with pinball machines and video games. An older man who appears to be some kind of pinball wizard came through, checking the machines for unused credits, found some, and proceeded to win several free games in a row on one of the machines.
Next up were a couple more in town errands.
First, loading a cooler with some of that sweet Lexington favorite Ale-8-1! It’s sort of like a ginger beer with a fruity taste that reminds me of honeydew. Next up: boombox!
Having given up on getting the van power or old boombox batteries working, we decide to stop at a Best Buy and grab a new, relatively cheap one. It even plays tapes! A Ramones tape is popped in there first and we’re on our way out to St. Louis. Feeling good leaving Lexington, but unfortunately we wind up in kind of a bummer mood in St. Louis, though by no fault of any of the St. Louis people.
First we wind up driving through lots of rain, which always sucks. Second, though we were just figuring it out, driving with the windows down actually causes fumes from the not-well-sealed engine to be drawn into the van! Before we even roll into town, I think we’re both feeling slightly ill and stressed. The venue is at a place called Blank Space, which I guess used to be another space under a different name. They have a bar in a big upstairs room filled with books, but strangely no coffee. Bands play downstairs in the basement. Walk down the street and grab some Mexican food, which is okay, then back to the venue and meet some of the other performers.
The show was set up by Marty of the band Britches, who are a cool noise-rock group but aren’t playing tonight. First up is someone playing under the name Saint Louse, but sometimes called Night Grinder? Cool hand-built electronics and pedals noise over dance beats, but pretty fairly balanced between noise and dance. Dick Neff plays next, after having some amp difficulties that resulted in flying sparks. The power set-up in the basement seems real weird.
The audience is small, it’s a Monday, and some of the people we actually know in St. Louis are out of town by unlucky coincidence. The folks who are present are saying that the local scene is going through a bit of a rough spot. These details combined with feeling bad is bringing down my posi vibe, but you know the rule: Never throw a show. Every night you get a killer Dick Neff set and a killer Radio Shock set. Tonight at least I was able to whip up some dancing.
The last act was locals Beauty Pageant, who I knew nothing about before the show. It looked like this:
After this we followed Marty back to his place, where he kindly put us up, and took us out for late night eats at a nearby Steak & Shake. I had a gigantic mint chocolate milkshake. Got some pretty sound sleep and prepared ourselves for what may have been the weirdest of a string of weird shows: Lawrence, Kansas.
END DAY FIVE.
Posted September 30th, 2012 by MP Lockwood
Cruising in the Crimson Juggernaut
Waking up at Funky Towne, no one else seems to be up or around, so we quietly load our gear out. Thanks Funky Towne! First we find directions to a place called Tudor’s Biscuit World. I’ve never been there, but apparently it’s a popular chain around these parts and having seen the sign on the highway, I have to try it. Hard to say if it’s more or less than I expected, a real budget fast food place. The biscuits are good, but I couldn’t eat all of what I ordered, not being accustomed to dumping that much fat, white flour, and sugar into my body at once.
The drive to Lexington was pretty easy and we got into town early, found a coffee shop called Common Grounds to kill some time and use wi-fi in. Lance got a bottle of Lexington’s own unique soda, Ale 8-1. Got in touch with Matt, of the band Wretched Worst, who helped set up the show. He agrees to meet us later at Common Grounds, and we decide to take a walk in the meantime. First we visit a place called sQecial Media (not a typo) which is kind of underwhelming, but they do have a flyer for the show in the entryway.
Then we grabbed a hearty meal at a place called King Tut’s (curiously, King Tut would make another appearance on this tour…) which served Indian and Mediterranean food, and where I listened in on a pretty heavy conversation on religion and faith between a police officer and one of the employees. Back to Common Grounds, met Matt, and traveled together to the venue.
Lex scenesters hanging outside the Sidecar
This show was moved also, though not an hour before like Harrisonburg. This was the second of three shows on this tour that got moved in fact. It was going to be at a place called the Void Skateshop, which sounds pretty cool, but they had problems with noise complaints at a recent show and decided to move things to a place called the Sidecar, which is next to and sort of part of a place called Al’s Bar. Al’s is the kind of dive bar that faux dive bars in Williamburg Brooklyn probably think they’re simulating, but really can’t approach. The Sidecar is just a tiny house behind Al’s that empty and painted funky colors inside, so that it looks pretty much like the DIY live/art spaces you’d find in Brooklyn or Baltimore, except no one lives in there.
Trans Sub played first, doing heavy analog synth soundscapes. Oh yeah, the only lighting in the place was this rack of red fluorescent lights.
Lance did a killer Dick Neff set, by far the best sounding yet, and I think I did the best Radio Shock set too. My last odd-acting piece of gear has been debugged and everything is sounding mostly the way I intend. As Lance pointed out later, this was a pretty classic noise gig. Killer sets, weird show space, a few good people. After the music some of the Lexington skaters swapped stories of home “remedies” for their skating injuries. After a stop for some snacks, back to Matt’s place to crash for the night.
END DAY FOUR!
Posted September 20th, 2012 by MP Lockwood
Rolled out of Crayola House pretty nice and early and started the drive into West Virginia, where I’ve never played before. Short stop at a Waffle House and into the mountains.
So, some more info about this tour van. Lance bought it a while ago for $900, put some new wheels on, got some other new parts, but there are still a few things that are a work in progress. For one, the gas gauge doesn’t work, so we’ve been doing some math to figure the mileage and trying to play it safe with fillups. Much figuring has gone into how much gas will be consumed, how much it will cost, and if there’s any chance of breaking even on the trip.
About 30 miles from our destination of Huntington WV, the engine suddenly starts sounding really weird. Just really erratic. Slowing down, we make a quick decision to pull into the rest area that’s right there instead of trying to get the extra mile to an exit. The engine sounds like it’s hopping around, sputtering and acting crazy. Then it dies out. Lance starts it again and while idling we open the hood and the engine is actually, physically jumping around erratically. Lance and I just look at each other and decide that is NOT RIGHT. Neither of us is an expert, but it seems something is seriously wrong. After a minute of this, the engine can be started but sputters out each time after a few seconds. It’s not going anywhere.
Lance calls Zack Kouns, who set up that night’s show and lives roughly in the area. We may need a rescue and a tow and then who knows. At this point I develop a theory. Maybe there’s something wrong with the engine, but MAYBE the reason it won’t run is that we’re out of gas! Lance is leaning toward the theory that the engine is totally fragged, but after thinking about how hard the van was working going up all those steep hills, we agree that it’s possible it’s out of gas. Zack says he can meet us in 2 hours. We can see a gas station just down the highway at that next exit and estimate it would take an hour to walk and return with gas, so we decide to do that.
I wrap a neon yellow shirt over my shoulders (for visibility) and we head down the highway, making contingency plans as we go. What to do if the van is dead: rent a U-Haul straight back to Philly or try to rent a van to complete the tour? If the van needs repairs but they’re expensive: abandon it or cough up the money? Meanwhile a few cars yell something at us out the windows, and I’m not sure what but I think one of them said “WEIRD!” Anyway, the lady at the gas station was friendly, we filled our gas can and hiked it back.
Moment of truth, gas goes in, and after a few tries the van starts running! Open that hood and the engine is purring and looking happy as can be. Just out of gas! No engine troubles at all! Best case scenario.
Call Zack with the good news and roll to the venue, Funky Towne, which is a house that holds lots of shows. They’re the one with the rainbow flag, and inside despite being a carpeted house-house, it’s partly set up to be like an art/community/liberal-anarcho-commune center with gender politics zines and a book & clothing swap near the door. Brandon, the soundman/resident explains that they’ve been doing lots and lots of shows and the scene has been pretty good. Apparently Huntington is a strangely DIY show friendly place, and even gives out noise permits to punk houses! There’s a flyer for my friends’ band Curse on the door. He also helps set up their totally pro P.A. – also odd for a house show. West Virginia is feeling really friendly.
Show time, I play first. Third show of tour is when things start to gel. I’ve debugged the issues with 3 pieces of gear, and put in a pretty good show I think. There aren’t too many people out, and we’re told there’s some competition from some kind of football event and I think another show? Always odd to me when sports are considered competition for a punk/noise show, but I guess even weirds love sports. Zack Kouns plays second, and does a KILLER set. I’ve only seen him do more abstract vocals and sax sets, but this one has electronics and songs. His cover of PJ Harvey’s “To Bring You My Love” was amazing! Dick Neff goes last and everyone is impressed.
Some resident of Funky Towne even baked a small pizza for us! I don’t even know who and didn’t get to thank them, but it was delicious. Thanks! People were still hanging and chatting, but I was still pretty tired so climbed into my sleeping bag on the couch and the resident cat, Prancy, promptly settled on my chest to sleep. Survived my first tour breakdown/not-really-a-breakdown.
END DAY THREE
Posted September 18th, 2012 by MP Lockwood
Friday, first day of REAL tour, is still a work day for me see, but I figure since it’s my last day ever I can have some leeway and spend the second half of the day working from the van passenger seat via 3G-wi-fi hookup. Noontime departure, takes longer than planned, some stops to deposit a final check that arrived by FedEx that morning, get gas, try to make this boombox work. The van has only AM radio and a busted speaker, which sounds pretty gnarly and cool actually (sounds kind of like Newton). Boombox won’t run on batteries and the van’s cigarette lighter power won’t work. No tunes!
On the drive to Harrisonburg, VA I’m trying to do some more work, send some files, update things. Lance’s van, known as the Crimson Juggernaut (and some other names) is huge. A Ford Econoline extended cab, there’s space for another whole rock band, even with all our stuff, including the Dick Neff drum kit and a couple big amps. It’s also pretty old and loud, and I find that the hot air blowing out of gaps around the engine is circulating and distributing a layer of rust grit on me. When we stop at a gas station with a shop vac, I’ll try to clear some of that out.
A combination of late start and several traffic slowdowns conspire to make us arrive in Harrisonburg pretty late. The show was set up by Billy of Buck Gooter, who are a pretty weird band. That’s what everyone says about them, and I guess it varies person to person whether that’s a compliment or an insult, but being a weird band is a good thing in my mind.
It’s a house show at a place called Crayola House and we pull up about 9:40. First familiar face inside the door is Terry Turtle, the elder member of Buck Gooter. He tells us that the show has been moved! We talk to some of the Crayola residents and Billy, and find out that the concept is that another house nearby was having a party and they have a fire pit, so the show is going to be held there. Billy seems a little bummed and opposed to the idea, but the Crayolites have the final word so we help Buck Gooter load their gear back into their van and head to this other house. Once there, all is really quiet and Lance, Billy, Terry and I all kind of try to peer in the windows and get some idea if we have the address right. It’s about 10:30 now.
Eventually some familiar people show up and it’s the place and lead us down to the basement. Despite the weird beginnings and late start, when each of us plays a little crowd of people come down to watch, so things turn out pretty good. The new Dick Neff sounds and songs are great! Radio Shock plays second, pretty much the same set as last night in Brooklyn, but with everything working a little better. Billy Gooter complains that I just played 3 songs, but each one has an improv intro and/or outro, so it’s really like 6 songs. Buck Gooter plays last, doing their heavy industrial protest rock thing.
We get some money, way more than expected from a house party donations scenario (I guess there were a couple of generous donators) and ride back to the Crayola House to sleep. Couch and pull-out sofa bed. My first good night of sleep in a week. END DAY TWO!
Posted September 16th, 2012 by MP Lockwood
Tour diary time. I know I started a recap of my west coast tour and didn’t get far into it, but now I’m launching into a realish-time account of this little trip to the Midwest and back. This time Radio Shock is travelling with Dick Neff, so since we’re splitting drive time, I’ve got some writing time.
Unofficial night one of tour was a show at Death by Audio in Brooklyn, a place that feels pretty much like home, since I’m there about once or twice a week on average. Life is pretty weird now. But that’s good. It just turned fall and I had this week tripped planned and a break planned from this real job. Then the company writing me checks decided to reorganize, please make new versions of all our website, logo, promo materials, etc. in time for this big event in a couple weeks – oh, and by the way when you’re done with that, you’re fired.
Seems like a pretty dumb way to go about things, but hey I’m not a corporate decision-maker. Just a coincidence this synchronized with start of a tour, but it’s made the last week crazy. Little sleep, didn’t even have time to practice or decide what I’ll be playing, barely got a handful of T-shirts made, and a show the night
before packing and getting out of Brooklyn.
The Death by Audio show was GREAT. Set up by Weasel Walter and featuring mostly bands that are amazing and famous-in-my-mind. I played promptly at 9 (:07) and still at the end of the short set there was a full room. Not packed, but enough people that I couldn’t see the far wall, which is where my standard for a “good crowd” is at. It was definitely a no-practice show, lots of punching buttons randomly, that device just makes a buzzing noise so can’t play that song, let’s see how this song goes… but admittedly that’s kind of how it works even when I am really in practice.
Greg Fox and G. Lucas Crane Duo set was crazy and fun. Lance/Dick Neff commented that they should call this collab Fox and Crane, since that sounds like a kung fu movie. Lucas did his super-garbled/scrambled tape loops (plus extras) thing, and Greg did super-fast but loose as needed drums. The styles merged really well.
Xaddax are killer, Nick Sakes of Dazzling Killmen fame and Chryssie of My Name is Rar-Rar fame (-in-my-mind). Hard mathy punk/noise rock. Cellular Chaos, which is the noise-glam band where Weasel plays guitar. It was the last show for them with their current bassist Ceci, so maybe some of the crowd came out to see her off. And up last was Microwaves from Pittsburgh, legendary dudes who are super-skilled and play hard.
Actually, everyone else on the bill was a skilled musician, which is still a little intimidating to me. I don’t even know any chords. But aesthetically, all the bands were kind of on the same page, so it was cool.
There was a really cool contingent of kids at the show who were visiting from South Australia! (I forget the town name) and they were dancing for every band, which is AWESOME. They told me about how Lightning Bolt played in their town and it was the best thing ever and they were going to see Lightning Bolt play the All Tomorrow’s Parties fest later that week. I am SO glad they found our show. It totally made everything that much more awesome. They told me to check out a band called McDonald Duck ?clair, which I can just tell is killer from the name alone.
Lance/Dick Neff showed up for Microwaves’ last song in his enormous van, which is our tour vehicle: The Crimson Juggernaut. Dick Neff wasn’t playing because I just got myself added as the one-too-many-bands late addition myself.
We went back to sleep at my apartment, me for just a few hours, doing more work for my ex-job (why?) into the night and starting the next morning!
END DAY ONE.
Stay tuned for further adventures in which we find out where the Harrisonburg show was moved to and why, and whether Lance’s tour van is totally busted or just out of gas! TO BE CONTINUED…
Posted September 6th, 2012 by MP Lockwood
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Posted May 8th, 2012 by MP Lockwood
…wherein I recount the events of the Radio Shock west coast tour as well as I can remember them. Forewarning: I may include menial details. I had never toured the west coast before and was determined to hit all the major cities inside one week (to keep on good terms with my employers in NYC) and I accomplished something like that. I had toured TO the west coast before, but only played in San Francisco and Oakland. This was a proper west coast tour. That’s me, above, with my rental car, midway through one of the epic drives.
TO START, early morning flight on Saturday April 14th, which means I spend all night packing and don’t sleep. Off to a great start, right? Layover in Salt Lake City I think and I land in Oakland, CA around noonish. My luggage made it intact. Yes, I actually flew with my Peavey Rage158 amp. I considered buying a guitar amp (and returning it or reselling it) when I got to California but found there was absolutely no way I could get away with one checked bag under 50 pounds anyway, so I went with 2 checked bags and just brought everything I’d need. Almost.
Car rental people tried to make me take a VAN, but after stalling and objecting for a while, I got lucky and someone pulled in returning a small car. First stop: Wal-Mart! Actually, that was kind of a dumb move, but I had to get a few things and knew they’d have everything. I live in Brooklyn, where stores are small, lean, and shoppers and cashiers are swift and efficient. Adjusting to giant Americans pushing giant shopping carts through a giant store at brontosaurus pace is painful. I got bread, peanut butter, bananas, trail mix, batteries, replacement prepaid cell phone, and – remembering past frigid tour experiences – an inexpensive fleece sleeping bag/blanket thing.
On to the first show in Davis, CA, a smallish city next to Sacramento and east of Oakland a short ways. From what I saw, Davis seems like an incredibly quaint college town and the area the show was at is like a downtown/college town so cute and perfect it almost looks like a movie set. The venue was Luigi’s, which is indeed a pizza place with a large downstairs where shows are held. I got some FREE PIZZA, checked out the comic book shop next door, and set up. The crowd was very small, but (as was the case everywhere) the people and the bands were very cool.
This was set up by a cool girl named Sharmi who DJs at KDVS and does her own noise project called Beast Nest, though she didn’t play this show. Seen above is A White Hunter. They played noise-rock of the variety with noises that are kind of blurred out and driven by hard drumming. I mostly only took photos of the bands on this trip, sorry. I only realized when I got home that I should have photographed more of the people and places too.
That’s Buk Buk Bigups, which was pretty awesome, as you can probably tell from the photo. Just a real unique dude doing his thing, playing keyboard and singing in his own unique style.
The Radio Shock show went off well. All gear worked (an event which is notable enough to warrant mention) and though most of the audience were people involved with the show, it was fun and great meeting everyone. After pondering my sleep plans, I took an offer to stay at the house where most everyone else who had been at the show was staying (bands and residents). I got a comfy couch to myself and slept hard.
And that was DAY ONE.… TO BE CONTINUED …
Posted March 12th, 2011 by MP Lockwood
Just spent the whole evening watching Melvins videos – totally worth the time – totally inspirational. I made this playlist of the best stuff.
Oh yeah, and that is totally the guitar I’m going to buy whenever I have a bunch of extra money.
Posted February 14th, 2011 by MP Lockwood
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