Sunday, June 22, 2008

June 20th - 7:47PM. Pomona, CA @ The Fairplex


  My eyes are burning. Sunscreen, dirt, and sweat do not mix. "Smells like Warped Tour in here." says James as he walks onto the bus. The sun has yet to fully set in the sky and we are all already filthy and exhausted. It's going to be a long summer but I'm excited about it. 
  We played at 3:50 today, the sun beating down directly on our faces. There's nothing that can really prepare you for playing outside in 106 degree weather, the first couple of shows are going to hurt, there's no way around it.
  "Tweedle Dee" was waiting for us back behind our stage after our set. He had not told us that he would be there today. We fired our manager recently and have been taking meetings with new prospective managers. We've only taken three meetings thus far and I'm sick of them already. "Tweedle Dee" had contacted me by email a couple of days prior saying he'd be interested in talking to the band about possibly working with us.  Yesterday we had lunch with "Tweedle Dee" and his assistant "Tweedle Dum" at a Thai Restaurant not far from the Fairplex. I knew he wasn't the right fit from the moment I saw him. He confirmed this when he started telling us about all the opportunities out there for us to tour places overseas playing for U.S. Army troops. You just don't really get it man, do you? He then went on to completely sign his own death certificate with us when I asked him to name all four of our full length albums. He could not. He said that kind of knowledge wasn't really important. 
  So, I was surprised to see him backstage considering just how horrible our meeting went. I mean, I thought it was obvious to everyone. I was also annoyed, he had absolutely no tact whatsoever. We were dying at the moment, gasping for breath, and he's all up in our business pushing agenda. Back off a little, in fact, fuck off. 
  At 5:30 we met with fans at our tent; signed posters, signed t-shirts, signed cds, signed records, signed seven inches, signed ticket stubs, refused to sign body parts, and took pictures. We were there for two hours, making memories, good times. 
  

Quote of the day: "You're like the only band on Warped Tour that my dad likes." 

Monday, June 16, 2008

Tuesday, June 10, 2008

June 11th - 2:48AM, Paris, France


  There is no difference between Paramore and Babyshambles. This is the conclusion I came to after watching each band's set at the "Rock Am Park" festival in Nurnberg Germany on Sunday. Pete Doherty plays the part of the poet clown while Haley Williams plays the teen pop star.
  I had tried to see Babyshambles play the day before, at "Rock In Ring" in Nurberg Germany, but the band did not show. The rumored explanation was that they were stuck in traffic. I had already given up hope that I would see them this time because I expected them to just not show up again. When i got a text from Warren saying that the band had actually taken the stage, I rushed over. 
  Babyshambles' music seems to be a complete reflection of Pete Doherty's personality. He stumbles around the stage in a drunken manner to the rhythm of the songs with ease. He helps himself to the various beverages set on top of the amplifiers. He takes long pulls off of his cigarette and then exaggerates each exhale slowly. Everyone smokes, even the techs, lighting up one cigarette as the other goes out. When not playing his guitar, Pete sings with one hand in his pocket, rocking back and forth on his heels. His banter between songs sounds like he's mocking Keith Richards. When someone in the audience throws a bottle on stage he picks it up and throws it right back at them. A shoe follows shortly after and he does the same. I look around and everyone seems entranced, they raise their hands into the air and clap along without any prompting. But the music isn't being played for the people to dance to. The music is being played so Pete and his band can look cool while playing it. The whole thing is an act, a well rehearsed, well thought out performance.
  I had no plans to watch Paramore play this weekend. We played some festivals with them in the states this past year and I'd watched a couple minutes of their sets then. It's not my thing.We played on the same stage this weekend and both days our dressing rooms were side by side. We ended up playing a couple games of Foosball together and talking a little on Saturday. They seem like nice people. I decided I would watch their set on Sunday. Paramore are a tight band, they have obviously been on tour for a while now. You can tell the songs are muscle reflex to them. Their young crowd responds to them, they know every word to every song. They are rabid for them. After the show we somehow ended up with a copy of their computer printed set list. The breaks for Haley to talk to the audience were planned into the set. Three songs - Haley Speaks - two songs - Haley speaks - two songs - Haley Speaks - two songs - Haley speaks - last song. The whole thing is an act, a well rehearsed, well thought out performance.
  Babyshambles make a conscious decision when they choose not to mute their guitars as they tune on stage. They could easily do so with a Boss tuning pedal. Costing around $100, they are a standard and every band uses them live. Babyshambles want the crowd to hear them tuning in between songs. It's as conscious of a decision when Paramore decides they want the 3 ego boxes up front on the stage for them to dance and jump on for dramatic effect. Pete Doherty sitting down on the drum riser mid set and taking off all of his necklaces for no apparent reason is a spontaneous act, but it's a planned spontaneity. It's as plotted when Paramore's guitarist runs, jumps into the air and rolls off the back of the bass player. There is no difference, both bands are putting on a show, their shows just have different aesthetics. Each band's members just have different philosophies in their approach to the stage. Paramore's dyed, flat ironed hair is no different from Babyshambles' "I can't be bothered to comb or style my hair" look. Both bands  care about what they are doing in the same way. Paramore have their printed out set list and each member (guaranteed) does the exact same move, at the exact same time, in the exact same spot on stage each night. Babyshambles just kind of wanders on stage and jam into songs, each musician starting to play whenever they feel like it. It takes effort for Paramore to be so tight. It takes the same amount of effort for Babyshambles to be so loose.
  Both bands have a frustratingly great sense of melody. I like Babyshambles' music. I own both of their albums. I don't like Paramore's music but cannot deny that, the morning after the show, I woke up humming the melody to one of their songs. There is no difference between Paramore and Babyshambles. This realization has greatly troubled me over the past couple days. I want to find some contrast, but I cannot. 

Sunday, June 8, 2008

June 7th - 10:47AM, Driving in Germany


  We arrived at Heathrow early in the morning yesterday. After claiming our bags and getting through customs and immigration we were picked up by our bus. I immediately crawled into my bunk and fell asleep. I was still running on momentum, but I knew jet lag would soon be catching up with me. We were only hours away from our set time and I wanted to have some energy for the show. 
  We were supposed to have arrived in London the day before, which would have given us a full nights rest before the show. We were also supposed to get tattoo'd on London Ink that day after checking into our hotel. Our flight from Tampa on the 4th was cancelled due to weather in D.C., which is were our connection was. Our flight was rescheduled for the next day, the 5th. We interpreted the cancellation as a sign from god that our planned matching tattoo's of a shovel with a banner reading "Dig Deep" was a bad idea.
  It was impressive walking into Wembley, with a capacity of well over 70,000 people it is by far the largest venue we have ever played. Even though we were just the opening band it felt like a real accomplishment to play there. Our set time was 5:30PM, it was over before I had time to break a sweat. With few exceptions the crowd had absolutely no idea who we were, nor did they care. We played our 10 songs, I thanked the crowd and the Foo Fighters for having us and then we were out. 
  Backstage, after the show I accidently bumped my shoulder into Brian May's as I was walking into the after party. Woah.

Sunday, June 1, 2008

June 1st - 11:41PM, Gainesville, FL




I booked time with Rob Mcgregor and recorded an 11 song demo without the rest of my band while I was home these past couple weeks. Im excited about the results. I started making a serious, focused effort at song writing this past January 1st. I had set a goal of writing 10 songs by May 1st. I wrote 14 songs. The demo was the first time James, Warren, or Andrew had heard the new songs. We tried a couple of them as a full band at practice this past Friday.