Sunday, January 29, 2006

Souls For Sale

In a musty garage in the middle of an unseasonably warm January day, three good friends attempted to bring the world closer through the magic of music and, after failing to produce anything resembling music, attempted to bring the world closer through the magic of chaos.

As if to provide inarguable proof to myself that the music I like is a lot better than the music I make, the Screeching Tenderlies had their first full rehearsal yesterday. We recorded the session, and I pieced together some highlights:

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Thursday, January 26, 2006

History's Tumbles
Grogan P. Tumble, it turns out, has music in his blood.

His uncle was 1st-chair clarinet for Cyril Rembrandt and his Big Brass Toot-Tones, apparently a big VFW-hall attraction in Akron during the mid-70s.

What? Oh. Tumble has now seen this entry and vowed to poison me.

All for now,
-F
posted @ 12:36 PM est [link]

Monday, January 23, 2006

Photographs of the Underinvited
Tumble, Chestnut and I had our first band photo session last night, courtesy three one-dollar bills and a dream.

posted @ 04:56 PM est [link]

Friday, January 20, 2006

Future Notes from Participles Past
After talks broke down for the second week in a row, an 11th hour solution was proposed by Chestnut and ratified 3-0: Our new band would be called "The Screeching Tenderlies." I have been practicing bass all week, taking time off from a particularly difficult short story entitled "The Tree Made of Silver Lungs" which was spawned from a late-night drinking session in which I bet Tumble I could write a short story no matter what the title.

Progress is visible. My hands are well suited for bass playing, it turns out, and after weeks of practice I can turn out a mean Go Tell Aunt Rhody. Our first full rehearsal went well; Chestnut played us a song he'd been working on that ended up getting scrapped after Tumble noticed it was the theme to Night Court, almost note for note. We also toyed around with names for our first album and I won a seven-round game of Uno.

I have an idea for a concept album (yes!) and I am setting about to lay down a demo of the idea for our next meeting. I've posted on craigslist for a french horn player and enlisted Phil and his four-track (after promising a guest spot for him and his musical saw). So, an exciting week awaits.

All for now,
-F
posted @ 05:11 PM est [link]