First, I'd like to thank those who reached out to me in response to my last post. It's encouraging to know that my feelings are shared by so many of you.
For some, my post was a response to misinterpreted or misunderstood information.
It is with my head held high that I stand by what I wrote yesterday. If anything, it's disheartening to witness talented and accomplished people project a sense of entitlement among peers. Especially peers in the local music scene.
I can't help but feel embarrassed for these people. Years behind them in the local music circuit, still ranting about how they have been disenfranchised in some way, by some one. And if not disenfranchised, they certainly feel under appreciated.
It's so sad because the reality is that no one cares.
Sure, there was a time when being outspoken and pretentious was a well-received part of the shtick for some bands. And there's something to be said for a new band to come charging out of the gate asserting the whole bad boy angle. It takes confidence and poise to pull it off, and some have made it their trademark.
This all becomes difficult to swallow when the rest of the equation is introduced. A number of years later- no measurable achievement, no record deal, no tour, and a revolving cast of characters. It stinks of syndicated television. The difference? We aren't seeing Dave Coulier demanding recognition and respect from new and upcoming actors.
People are not impressed by veteran local musicians who love to be hated. Quite frankly, people couldn't care less. Local bands should be kissing the feet of people who spend money to go to their shows. The fans a local band holds onto over the course of years are not interested in the jaded stance that the band projects. If people are still coming to your show after five or ten years, it's because they like your music, not your attitude or your image.
Even less attractive is to witness someone of talent and accomplishment attempt to unite a local music scene by speaking and acting in a manner that can only be described as divisive.
I remember the Western Mass local music scene when it was flourishing a few years back. My band was a part of it, and no one person or band created it. No one person or band deliberately acted to fuel a renaissance of the local scene. It was a collective effort that took place without any of us knowing about it. Suggestions to the contrary are asinine.
No one can fault someone for forging ahead with a decent band that plays local shows earning a respectable turnout. And no one can fault such a band for having peaked years ago. It's local music, and it's bound to happen eventually. Internationally known artists experience the same phenomenon. There must come a time when these bands come to terms with what they have been able to achieve and either continue on as leaders, or bow out with whatever dignity remains.
DK
mick, old friend. not to speak for the big fella, but i think what john was attempting to vent about was the old "scene" (god i hate and don't understand that word) that we all had. it was a great time, and regardless of what any of us thought of each others music, the friendships, gimmicks, competitiveness and banter all made each weekends shows feel like the place to be. the clubs were making money, and thus continuing to trust us original unsigned bands to put on the shows we wanted to, and the bands were playing in front of good crowds and providing a good time for even those who were there just to support friends, boyfriends, girlfriends, etc. never once did john say that it was he, or us, who were responsible for it, we often mention how it was the swills, the room, under falling skies, and don at max cap along with a bunch of others who were such a big part of it, and even when we were at odds we all had the common goal of good quality shows that were worth people's friday or saturday nights. and now it seems like that idea gets lost and each band is only worried about what time they are playing, and how quickly they can get the crowd that came for them in and out, and that type of stuff in both northampton and at max cap is hurting original bands and making cover bands and dj's the more logical choice for club owners. our stance actually really isn't that jaded at all. we are going to make another album, and obviously would like to play some shows around here in support of it. it would be nice if those shows were a good time. whether it is a 5 dollar show at max cap or the elevens, or a festival in california or england, i'm pretty sure that the bands and people who paid to be there just want it to be a good time. and if no one cares about our "syndicated tv show" than go back to blogging about valentines day.
ReplyDeletemiss you buddy.
-rich.
The big fella's posts speak for themselves, Rich. Your attacks on me are just further indication that I was right on target.
ReplyDeleteAnd as John taught us, "It is endlessly flattering when you're a relatively big target."
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i guess i just take all of this a lot less seriously than i used to. but i still like to write and play music with my friends a lot. and i still hate playing last at a show.
ReplyDeleteI hear ya. The headliner plays 3rd on a four-band night. No question.
ReplyDeleteMiss you too, by the way.
Not since the Hindenburg has there been a disaster of such epic proportions as there was last saturday night at the rock club Maximum Capacity, an evening which has since been dubbed by many as the "Max Cap Massacre". Three people lost their lives and eleven more were injured in the wake of inter-band anger that swept over the club that evening. When asked about the horrors she witnessed that night, local favorite DJ Kissy simply said "I never knew that a bunch of pussy ass musicians verbally duking it out could cause so much bloodshed. I am still shaking."
ReplyDeleteI had a chance to speak with various members of the different bands that played that night as well as many in attendance. Rich "The Beef" Tardy, enigmatic frontman for the headliners the Swillmerchants, explained his band's mentality going into the gig. "It's like the lyrics to our new song 'Beast Feast', man. 'Beast feast, licking at your wolf meats, living on the mean streets, thunder up your sweet teets.' Ya know what I'm mean? It's like, we're laying it down and pickin' it up." Rich, a part time poet and duck poacher, was less than impressed with opening band Ostrich Wrangler's overtly brash attitude. "Fuck birds", says Rich.
Ostrich Wrangler bassist Vikki St. Joseph, wreaking of cheap booze, had this to say in response to the Swill's attempts at blood libel - "I'll eat those dummies up. When I see them next I'm gonna be all like 'nom nom nom nom nom'. Pederasses." We tried to reach Ostrich Wrangler guitarist Vitto Bamvitto for comments but he had already followed his sherpa into the great outdoors in search of the secret indian chief.
Many in attendance grew increasingly uncomfortable as the night progressing, the two bands resorting to petty acts of apparal vandalism, savage acts that saw both Rich's sunglasses and one of Vikki's seven scarves set on fire. "Our music's hot, so we set fucking fires!" exclaimed an exhuberant John St. Uggs. "If I see those fucks Ostrich Wrangler on the street I'm gonna pluck their feathers and fuck their mouth." John's claims of impending mouth fucking are yet another example of the increasing violence of the dickwolf movement that has been sweeping the country over the past few months.
One of the many people in attendance, Hearth Dut, said he also saw the third band on the show outside pouring sugar in Ostrich Wrangler's gas tanks and scratching swastikas on the sides of their vehicles. When asked by the police if he could identify the vandals, Hearth responded by saying "I'm not exactly sure what their band name was. I think it was something like Eating Apocalypse or something. I dunno. It was just more Nu Metal bullshit. Didn't people stop listening to that shit, like, eight years ago?".
- Blycron Chuvaz, Honeybee News
This blog banter has more potential than that awful article Becky once wrote about the Swills in the Advocate.
ReplyDeleteIt needs more readers or else it will pale in comparison to the shit storm that was the Advocate forum.
ReplyDeleteI've been a bad, bad girl.
ReplyDeletethat advocate shit storm was the happiest 3 days of my life. i still want to record the version of the album that you reviewed brian. release it on a limited edition cassette tape only. this blog still pales in comparison to the venomous one written by mike from gbne's girlfriend after the room had defeated them in the epic 99.3 house band competition. that was great literature.
ReplyDeleteOH MY GOD. Rich, I owe you one for bringing that up. I had actually forgotten all about that infamous blog. HAHAHA.
ReplyDeleteThank you for that. Wow.
me and deprey often long for a transcript of that classic. didn't she refer to you guys as a wedding band at one point? god that was wonderful.
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