Monday, January 31, 2011

DEVILCAKE - WACKO TACO - JANUARY 1992 REHEARSAL DEMO

DEVILCAKE - WACKO TACO - Rehearsal at MMS - January 1992


DEVILCAKE
WACKO TACO
rehearsal demo
January 1992




Mike Gourley - vocals
Ray Lilly - bass
Gabe Pitonak - guitar
Ian C Stewart - drums (with borrowed double-kick pedal)
Matt Stewart - bass

1. I Want A Big Mac
2. Pie, Hair Pie
3. Salad Bar Man
4. Red Pop
5. Soft Batch Mama (Learn It With Us, Why Don't You)
6. Stromboli Fever
7. Wacko Taco
8. Fribble
9. Guacamole, Damn It
10. C Is For Cookie
11. Stumpy-ass Drum Solo

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DEVILCAKE - EARLY 1992 DEVILCRUMBS REHEARSAL DEMO

DEVILCRUMBS A ONE-TIME ONLY SESSION FROM EARLY 1992



DEVILCAKE
DEVILCRUMBS
A DEVILCAKE SPLINTER GROUP
ABORTED REHEARSAL
rehearsal demo
early 1992

Only half of the band showed up to rehearse...

Instead of doing anything productive, we swapped instruments and improvised for half an hour.


Mike Gourley - keyboard
Ray Lilly - vocals
Todd Skaggs - drums
Ian C Stewart - bass


1. Stromboli Fever (Do It Again)
2. Red Pop
3. Go For It
4. Why Can't I
5. Can I Get A
6. Memory


Wednesday, January 05, 2011

DEVILCAKE - 2002 - I CAN'T BELIEVE IT'S NOT DEVILCAKE - 6CD

DEVILCAKE
I CAN'T BELIEVE IT'S NOT DEVILCAKE
6-CD BOXSET
Bizarre Depiction
2002

The boxset includes new, food-themed solo albums by each member of the band.


CD1 - BIG DON AND THE CONDIMENTS info or CLICK HERE TO DOWNLOAD
aka Mike Gourley on vocals with everyone else switching instruments between every song.

1. Country Cookies
2. Salad Bar Of Whores
3. Fuckpuppet Buffet
4. Supersize Daisycutter
5. Tonight I'm Serving Sausage
6. Drive Thru Song
7. Whipped Cream Delights
8. Supersize
9. Skank Sandwich


CD2 - ICY STEW - AN ALPHABETICAL FOOD ODYSSEY 
Ian C Stewart - all everything
1. Approach The Buffet
2. A Song About Chicken
3. All You Need Is Stroganoff
4. Bad Bone
5. Banana Patch
6. Bipolar Beef
7. Biscuits
8. Buffalo Dragon Wings
9. Can A Cake Dance?
10. Can-O-Cakes
and 89 others


CD3 - AURAL FIXATION FEATURING KID CHILL - CHAOS CREAMSICLE
Todd Skaggs - all everything
1. (Holding The) Milky Way
2. Counting Jawbreakers
3. Got Milk
4. TV Dinner Blues
5. Chowdrill
6. Never Fry Bacon Naked
7. Chocolate Covered Cherries
8. Starburst Euphoria
9. Tray Holding
10. Drive Thru Drive By
11. Breakfast (ITMIKOTD)
12. Light It Up
13. Chaos Creamsicle
14. All You Need


CD4 - DARING NAILS - THE FINAL CROUTON
Darrin Ailes - all everything
1. (You're My) Peanut Butter Cup
2. (I Want A Girl Inside) My Birthday Cake
3. Smoothie
4. Another Man's Feast
5. Mama's Corned Beef Stew
6. AJOJLemonadde
7. Clouds Of Cotton Candy
8. Gimme Gimme Gummy Bears
9. Bloody Red Steak
10. Aubergine
11. Circus Food
12. Dance Of The Macadamia Nuts
13. Doggie Food
14. Grapefruit
15. Grocery Store - version 2
16. Grocery Store
17. Jellybean
18. Licorice Lips
19. No Milk
20. Oh Dear (Doggie Food)
21. Smoothie
22. Tangerine


CD5 - MICHAEL BILL / EVIL BREAD SPLIT

Michael Bill
1. Venison
2. Gnawing
3. Your Food Is Poison
4. The Pins And The Needles
5. Small Cage
6. Soup
EVILBREAD (Michael Million - all everything)
7. Goatheadcheese
8. Huevos Diablos
9. Kumquats
10.Loinsaplenty
11. Oh! My Sphincter


CD6 - DEVILCAKE - I CAN'T BELIEVE IT'S NOT SATAN
Mike Gourley - vocals
Darrin Ailes - drums and the spoken intro of "Frankenstein's French Fries"
Michael Bill - guitar
Todd Skaggs - keyboard
Ian C Stewart - bass

1. Marshmallow
2. Wienermobile
3. Sacrificial Leg Of Lamb
4. Cereal And Beer
5. Pizza Party
6. Flesh Feast
7. I Can't Believe It's Not Satan (But It's Just Old Food)
8. Frankenstein's French Fries
9. Bloody Red Steak
10. Shit Down Your Neck

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Sunday, January 02, 2011

DEVILCAKE - 2002 - DEVILCAKE ON A STICK (REHEARSALS & IMPROV)

DEVILCAKE
ON A STICK
REHEARSAL, IMPROVISATIONS AND WEIRDNESS
February 24, 2002

Ian on Chapman Stick, Todd on synths, Michael Bill on guitar, Darrin on drums, Gourley on the mic.......

IMPROVS & WEIRDNESS
1. Elephant Talk They Make You Learn It
2. Between Marshmallow And Wienermobile
3. Betwienermobile And Bigmac
4. Long Paul McCartney Fill Yet
5. Wanking On The Moon
6. Through Different Amps
7. Let's Just Play It
8. Wild Thing
9. Ah Shit Is Right
10. Stick With It, Kid
11. Salad Barman
12. Coincidentally, The Acronym Is HOMO
13. Natural Guacamole Fever
14. Stromboli Damn It
15. The Slower The Better

REHEARSAL
1. Marshmallow
2. Wienermobile
3. I Want A Big Mac
4. Sacrificial Leg Of Lamb
5. Walking On The Pie Hair Pie
6. Pizza Party
7. I Can't Believe It's Not Satan
8. Cereal And Beer
9. Deez Nuts
10. Fribble
11. Shit Down Your Neck
12. Salad Bar Man
13. Hands Off My Oreos
14. Guacamole, Damn It
15. Stromboli Fever
16. Chicken Nuggets Of Sin

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Saturday, January 01, 2011

DEVILCAKE - 2001 - SHOUT AT THE DEVILCAKE - CD

Devilcake already losing points for originality 2001
shout at the devilcake back cover, 2001





DEVILCAKE
SHOUT AT THE DEVILCAKE
2001
BIZARRE DEPICTION CD
recorded on the 8-track somewhere in Westerville

Mike Chuck Bill - guitar
Mike Gourley - singer
Ray Lilly - keyboards
Ian C Stewart - drums
Matt Stewart* - bass

*not related

1. Pie Hair Pie
2. I Want A Big Mac
3. Pringle Jingle
4. Marshmallow
5. Soft Batch Mama
6. Deez Nuts
7. Stromboli Fever
8. Spicy Beef Stick
9. Hands Off My Oreos
10. Das Boot
11. Red Pop
12. Chicken Nuggets of Sin
13. Guacamole Damn It
14. Omelette of Death

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Friday, December 31, 2010

DEVILCAKE - 2002 - FRANKENSTEIN'S FRENCH FRIES rehearsal demo DOWNLOAD!




DEVILCAKE
FRANKENSTEIN'S FRENCH FRIES rehearsal demo
aka EVERY SONG WE KNOW
2002

Darrin Ailes - drums
Michael Bill - guitar
Mike Gourley - singer
Steve Osmun - guitar
Todd Skaggs - keyboards
Ian C Stewart - bass

1. Marshmallow and Wienermobile
2. Chicken Nuggets of Sin
3. Salad Bar Man
4. Hands Off My Oreos
5. Deez Nuts
6. Cereal and Beer
7. Stromboli Fever
8. Flesh Feast
9. Sacrificial Leg of Lamb
10. Soft Batch Mama
11. Pizza Party
12. Pie Hair Pie and I Want A Big Mac
13. Frankenstein's French Fries
14. Frankenstein's French Fries
15. Red Pop
16. Spicy Beef Stick
17. No Mayonnaise
18. No Mayonnaise
19. I Can't Believe It's Not Satan
20. Guacamole, Damn It
21. Fribble
22. Muffin Man

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Sunday, July 27, 2008

BIG DON AND THE CONDIMENTS





BIG DON AND THE CONDIMENTS
recorded at Darrin's Basement Studios May 2001-January 2002
live! with almost no overdubs!

1. COUNTRY COOKIES (music - the Condiments/lyrics - Gourley) MP3
2. SALAD BAR OF WHORES (music - the Condiments/lyrics - Stewart) MP3
3. FUCKPUPPET BUFFET (music - Bill/lyrics - Gourley) MP3
4. SUPERSIZE DAISYCUTTER (music - the Condiments/lyrics - Gourley) MP3
5. TONIGHT I'M SERVING SAUSAGE (music - Stewart/lyrics - Gourley) MP3
6. DRIVE THRU SONG (music - the Condiments/lyrics - Gourley) MP3
7. WHIPPED CREAM DELIGHTS (music - Stewart/lyrics - Gourley) MP3
8. SUPERSIZE (music - Stewart, Million/lyrics - Gourley) MP3
9. SKANK SANDWICH (music - Stewart, Million/lyrics - Stewart) MP3
10. SHE MAKES GOOD COOKIES (music - Million/lyrics - Gourley) MP3

SHE MAKES GOOD COOKIES
Her name was Betty
She lived next door
Everybody used to say
she was a whore

That's all right
she's okay
she's all right
anyway
Betty
oh Betty

She makes good cookies
I could eat them all night
She makes good cookies
my tummy feels right


SUPERSIZE
You say you want my love
and I'm the one you're dreaming of
the things I'll do to you
I can't believe

Let's get it on
Let's rock and roll
you'll see things
you never saw before
you're in for a surprise
now feast your eyes
on my supersize

show me your thighs
you won't believe your eyes

Rain and fire
I'm going to penetrate
Your caves of fire
Once you see it
you won't believe your eyes
Here's my supersize daisycutter

WHIPPED CREAM DELIGHTS
Thank you very much
for joining me for lunch
go ahead and have a seat
I'll fix you something to eat

Let me ask you this
Let me ask you this
but before can I have a kiss

Something to drink
You like it hot
Or would you like some ice
You say macaroni would be nice
Let me know when you're done
Because the best is yet to come

You say you can't eat anymore
I hope you saved room
I'm about to give you
What you came here for

I envy you for what you're about to receive
I envy you because you're in for a treat
Open up - close your eyes
for a whipped cream delight

come with me to the neverland
let me show you
I am the man


SKANK SANDWICH
It's like a salad bar of whores
in my hotel room
The eat me
while I eat a mushroom

How many tonight
three or four
hard to choose
between all the whores

whores for breakfast or a late dessert
cook 'em in their own sauce
ball 'em all till deez nuts hurt
wash off the family jewels
with a handfull of Pert


TONIGHT I'M SERVING SAUSAGE
You say you don't eat meat
but I know you'll suck it
I know you're a vegetarian
that's fine
but when you see the meat
you'll change your mind

I'm not serving salad
I'm not serving rabbit food
Here, eat a 'lude
When you're ready I'll be out with the real food

once you try it I think you'll like it
but please don't bite it


FUCKPUPPET BUFFET
Lady how could you be so uncool
Baby how could you be so damn cruel
Fuckpuppet I thought I was your man
I can't believe what you did
Damn

You don't even know what you did
You don't even seem to care
I thought that we would always be together
and it would be me and you forever

but you had to do it
but you had to be that cruel

You went to the buffet without telling me
and what you did is unforgettable
I'm leaving today
I thought we'd be together forever
I thought it would always be me and you
but not now
it's over
credits:
Mike "Big Don" Gourley on the mic - vocals, harmonica on 1
The Condiments:
Daring Nails: guitar 1-3, 5, 7, bass 6, 8-10, keyboards 7
I.P. Frehley: drums 1-4, guitar 5-6, drum machine overdub 7
Kid Chill: silence 1, guitar 4, 8-10, keyboards 7, drums 5-6, harmonica 3
Kill Bill Fuckface Durango MacDougal: bass 1-2, 5, 7, guitar 3, keyboards 7, shit-talking 4 & 6, silence 5





HERE'S WHAT WE ALL REMEMBER.........................



Ian's commentary:


BIG DON AND THE CONDIMENTS CD
aka disc one of the 6 disc Devilcake box set "I Can't Believe it's not Devilcake" in 2002.

The idea du jour was to make albums within albums for the "I Can't Believe It's Not Devilcake" 6- CD box set. The band lineup consisted of Darrin, Todd, Mike Bill, me and Gourley. We all had our own 4-track recorders at home (except Gourley) and we all wrote & recorded our own music in addition to Devilcake. I think Mike Bill loaned Gourley a 4-track and a keyboard so he could go away & make a solo album on his own, as the rest of us were doing for the upcoming box set release.

Weeks passed and everyone made progress on their own albums, except for Gourley. I knew we'd have to take a different approach. & since most of us could be considered multi instrumentalists, why not take the opportunity to mix up the line-up & have Darrin on bass, Todd on drums, Mike Bill shouting insults through a megaphone, etc.

I wanted the minimum of fuss for the sessions - the idea was to just throw a few mics into the air, keep the whole thing raw, but have a good time with it.

Unfortunately, the first session we did for Gourley's solo album was not the unmitigated ease-of-operations I was hoping for. The song was a synth pop moper that I came up with. The concept was simple, everyone plays a keyboard while I played live drums. Gourley had the lyrics already written, I think. The song came out okay, I guess. But the session really only came alive once we went back to overdub handclaps.

So the next time we got together to work on Gourley's solo album, we made sure the vibe was much looser. No one knew what to expect beyond having a good time. And even then it was going to be a gamble.

Raw punk rock was the order of the day. So I stayed on drums and to make us sound like a teenage punk rock band, I gave Todd and Darrin the tricky bits to play on guitar. Hah. Todd can play guitar, no problem, but this shit was kind of tricky to play anyway. Same with Darrin, he could make the riffs happen but it wasn't easy. Mike Bill playing bass for possibly the first time ever. So in all it sounded like a slightly shambolic punk rock band. Fuck yeah!

I revived a few beasts from my Uncultured/Domestik Quarrel!?!/XYCHQ days & taught them to the other guys as best I could. I wrote new lyrics, so "Skank Bitch" (whose lyrics were about an annoying girl at school) became "Skank Sandwich" (about doubling up with some whores in a hotel room).

But that's only half of the story of this ridiculous album! We jammed out a few acoustic ballads, a blues and even a country track. Gourley wrote lyrics on the spot and came up with some of his best shit ever!

DC was never this spontaneous before or after Gourley's solo album!





I should just explain that the name 'big don' comes from the pizza place Donato's, it's their large submarine sandwich. And Mike Gourley's alias is Don, which is how many people know him, all of his coworkers from the Virgin Megastore call him Don. So, there ya go. Big Don. 'and the condiments' might've been a nod to a band we played many gigs with, Tom Foolery & the Mistakes. Or not, I don't remember.

The majority of the recording for this album took place on one day in January 2002 at Darrin's house. We set up a bunch of amps & mics & everyone took turns on every instrument. Ideas were pursued & abandoned very quickly if they sucked or if they just weren't going to work. I remember trying to teach everyone the riffs from my old Uncultured song "Silent War" but it was too much, so we tried something else.

The vibe was extremely loose & we all busted out laughing at the end of every single song. The entire thing was just too damn funny. There was magic in the room that day & I'm not sure if the mics captured it all, but the CD does still crack us all up.


I See Stew, aka I.P. Freely

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Todd, aka Kid Chill:

Ah..memory, clearly my drug of choice. I honestly don't remember this being in 2 different sessions (or 12 or whatever it was). I DO remember the syth-pop-moper-shoulda been a Cars song. And I still really like it. Actually I still dig all of the songs on the album. Each one was a capsule of something so completely different from anything Devilcake had done up to that point.

You went to a buffet without telling me....
Fuckpuppet Buffet is the jam.

I wish I could come up with some amusing anectdotes about these sessions. All that really sticks out to me is

* My cave-man drumming on the drive-thru song (seriously, I can't believe you guys let me on drums)
* The synth track...I loved it!
* Not feeling skilled enough for the guitar part (I didn't feel as comfortable then with just picking shit up..although I guess it came out ok in hindsight)


Not much to go on, but i guess it says something that I still laugh everytime I listen to the CD.

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Michael Bill, aka Kill Bill Fuckface Durango MacDougal



I remember it as one day, but I could be wrong. Here is some nostalgia in bullet form:



* At one point we needed a ballad, so I sat down with the acoustic and came up with the changes for the "fuckpuppet I" song. I remember saying the guitar sounded like "Queensryche's Silent Lucidity meets Total Stupidity."
* The megaphone was indeed my best friend that day. The drive thru song made me piss my pants, even though the recording didn't really come out the best. I'm so stupid, I'm like a retard playing with a pen.
* I remember we we're all trying to come up with some riffs, ideas, chord changes etc... And Gourley kept pacing with a notebook in super-secret form writing down lyrics. At one point he was sitting against the far wall in Darrin's basement and out of nowhere asked "Hey, what's that thing the military shoots into caves to clear them out?" or some shit like that. I mean, huh?
* Gourley was definitely on his game that day or days or whatever. I wasn't aware of anything he had written (I'm not sure if anyone knew) and because we were recording live, unrehearsed (at least the vocals weren't too rehearsed) just about everything that came out of his mouth had me laughing. The best however was the "Dammmmmnnnnnn!!!!"
* That was the first time I really had to play bass and I remember at the time feeling like what my dad always described as "a monkey fucking a football."



All in all, it was a great experience and the album came out better than I thought it would. In many ways, Gourley's solo album was the highlight of that box set. Not only listenening to it now, but the whole process.

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Darrin, aka Daring Nails:

Here's what I remember about the Gourley sessions:

* For the synth pop thing, I think the original concept was to do an entire new wave / disco thing. We were thinking we could crank off 8 songs in like 4 hours. It took forever to get all the synths set up. I believe that Gourley showed up and said 'um, yeah, I have to leave at 1pm' and it was already 11am. So we only got the one song.

* The clapping session for the synth song was amusing since there were 4 musicians there and we couldn't even keep and even beat.

* I think I came up with the doo-dee-doo-doo doo-dee-doo-doo-dah thing in the synth song. I think I was told to 'come up with something' so, um, that was it.

* Once it was clear that we were only getting one synth song, we called it a day. The process of setting up all the synths and the fact that no one in the group really felt comfortable on keys made us globally decide that maybe an album of varied music types was more in order.

* For the 'punk' session, we recorded the remaining 9 or 10 songs or whatever it was.

* The first part of the session was the 'punk part'. Todd and I were on guitar, both plugged into the same piece of shit amp. We were slightly out of tune and when I asked if we should get more in tune the answer was 'no... it'll make it sound more punk.'

* Everyone was having trouble keeping time with the 'makes good cookies' tune. None of them was particularly good, so I think we may have kept them all since it was a 45 second song. I don't exactly recall where the idea to do a Pink Floyd ending came from. I have the entire session for that song, however you can't really hear the background conversations, but the decision was made quickly.

* Remember my forearms cramping up big time after playing bar chords for the 1/2 hour or however long we spent recording the punk parts.

* For the Pink Floyd break down of She Makes Good Cookies, at some point in my infinite wisdom I started going into I Want A Big Mac (around the 10:10 mark) which met with a 'um... no' look from Ian. You can literally hear the moment when I looked at Ian and I immediately change what I'm playing. Ha!

* The Country Cookies song was based on a chord progression I had written as part of my 'homework' for the solo album. I figured that everyone would think it sucked, but everyone rolled with it since the whole point was to have a bunch of different styles.

* In the box set, it lists me as playing guitar on Fuckpuppet Buffet and I think on Tonight I'm Serving Sausage (MCB was on the bullhorn yet again). I think I played bass on those. Some of my favorite bass work I've ever done. I played bass on #4 as well.

* I remember 'coming up' with the drive thru song. I think we were about the hang it up or we were in a slight lull or something, but I felt like playing, so I started playing the bass riff. Then Todd joined in. And the rest is history. Even if you can't hear the 'intercom' stuff MCB was doing, it's still a damn funny song. The whole vibe of it is awesome. I believe the tape ran out which is why we had to do the echo'd ending. My favorite part of the entire album is when Gourley says "Let me speak to a manager. I don't like your tone."

* Unrelated to the Gourley album, but something that was not common knowledge: The 'kermit and piano songs' at the end of my solo album were supposed to be known as the 'Barry Manilow Demo Songs'. I was going to have this letter from Devilcake asking Barry if he would consider singing a few of the songs we had written. There would have also been another letter on Barry Manilow letterhead with a reply of one word: No.


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a few more icystew recollections:

COUNTRY COOKIES
I think Darrin played guitar on this. The lyrics for "She Makes Good Cookies" date back to the late 80s & were recycled in a couple of Gourley's bands, as were (if I recall correctly) "I Want a Big Mac" and "Hands Off My Oreos". Gourley's awesome band the Virgin Dingleberry Dispensers might've played this song, along with his other lost classic, "Stung By a Bee." That's right, while my band the Uncultured was singing about politics & religion, Gourley's band had "Constipated".

SALAD BAR OF WHORES
It's like a salad bar of whores in my hotel room. My lyric. I don't remember who else did what.

FUCKPUPPET BUFFET
Clearly the greatest moment ever achieved by Devilcake in any format or context.

SUPERSIZE DAISYCUTTER
TONIGHT I'M SERVING SAUSAGE
Those are my failed attempt at big-boy Berklee chords (swing and a miss) being put to no use whatsoever. I wrote the main riff in the year 1802, thinking it sounded like a cross between Dokken and the Cure. Which it does. Todd's drumming rocks, it's like Stewart Copeland inverted... over a flaming gong. Is that Darrin on bass? How's that for a Second Floor rhythm section. Shit yeah.



DRIVE THRU SONG
Best song ever.

WHIPPED CREAM DELIGHTS
Best all keyboard song by us ever.

SUPERSIZE

SKANK SANDWICH
This is the old Domestik Quarrel!!? music from "Cod, Not God" but with new lyrics, which were so good we used them twice.

SHE MAKES GOOD COOKIES
The riff was from a long-forgotten song by my band XYCHQ in late 1988 or early 1989. Michael Million has no recollection of writing this, which makes it even better. When XYCHQ played this riff it was called "Destruction of the Earth Party". Mis-handled by the Condiments, it takes on a life of its own. We tried so many times to nail it that I just kept all the takes for the CD, including the 'pink floyd freakout' one at the end. What the hell, why not.













Friday, May 16, 2008

HELLC1TYTATTOOFEST 2008-05-16


DEVILCAKE
COLUMBUS CONVENTION CENTER
Mike Gourley
Michael Bill
Steve Osmun
Ian Stewart

This day was literally the exact scenario of the big Devilcake gig-that-kinda-wasn't at Polaris back in 2002 or 2003 or whatever year that was, when we should've opened for Poison/Cinderella/Winger/Faster Pussycat, but were rained out after 20 minutes. Same shit today, only substitute tattooed outcasts for beery mullet-heads.

I debated wearing my cape today, decided against it, tried it on, decided to wear it, wore it as far as MCB's car & realized it was stupid. So it stayed in the car, which is what we all probably should've done!

We got down to the convention center pretty quickly & hung out & waited for the Gourleys & the Osumuns for a while. Eventually they appeared & we made our way upstairs to where the action was. Such as it was.

Unfortunately the event was not held in Battelle Hall, where, as I never tired of telling everyone today, I saw a shitload of arena metal shows in the 80s. Like Cheap Trick/Krokus/Saxon, like Ozzy/Metallica, like KISS three times. Aren't you glad you asked.

But we did get to cut through the Battelle Hall to get to the service elevator so we could bring our shit up on one of those huge industrial flatbed dolly things. Um. It's sad, the end of the old arena where they used to set up the stage is now partitioned in by temporary looking walls. I really wanted to play a song in there just so we could say we played fuckin' Battelle Hall. The old Ohio Center!

So the dolly thing, yeah, we had to wheel that sumbitch allllllllllll the way down two levels of parking garage to get my drums from Gourley's truck thing. It's nice of him to always drive my drums to gigs. So yeah, we loaded all the shit onto the LOUD dolly thing & lumbered alllllllllllllllllllllll the way back up the two levels. It was tiring & hot & I was sweating like a f8cktard before we even played a damn note. Not cool. Literally!

We set up quickly, amid the stares & glares of the assembled freaks. We were, that's right, the freak show at the freak show. Myself & the two Gourleys were probably the only mofos in the house with no tattoos.

The main hall is packed with tattoo artists & booths, I mean if you really wanted 'some ink', you could fully get it done right now, I'm sure. And there's already a few hundred peeps on site, which is pretty good for a Friday afternoon in cowtown, I think.

My fucking drums never fail to fail whenever possible. Usually their shortcomings are at the front of my brain & I'm always aware of which nut needs to be tightened when etc. But the fuckers were playing dirty, they'd wait until the middle of a song to take a shit, but I'm getting ahead of myself. Cheap ass pieces-o-shiiiiite!

They had big video screens beside the stage, with us being projected onto them while we played. Luckily Steve was blocking my view most of the time, it's very disconcerting to see yourself playing on a video screen slightly out of sync with everything else. You know how there's always that .5 second lag with video screens.

What else. We didn't do a soundcheck, the only PA was for vocals so we rocked it Bernie's/Madlab/Midgard style. Meaning none of us could hear shit. Steve & MCB stood the entire time but Gourley sat on a stool. Which was odd.

My drums & I were in different time zones too. It would've helped if I could've played a beat before we started the set. I did my usual air drumming mime drum thing & it was.....nearly adequate. But not quite!

The MC started to announce us & there was a loud gulping sound from Steve's amp. Which was the sound of his tuner pedal giving up the ghost. The battery just went SQUEENDGE v loudly, then....................nothing.

So, the MC is going "okay, here's Devilcake" & Gourley is going "what's up Columbus, we are Devilcake from Columbus Ohio" etc and Steve's guitar seems to be melting down. Fortunately it's as simple as plugging the guitar directly into the amp & we are in biz. Such as it is.

Gourley greets the crowd some more to no avail. Then we start "Cereal & Beer" and the wheels slowly start to come off of the entire set! Hah. From the word go we are in the shit.

I stumbled a few times, quite noticeably, on the drums. In retrospect it was a kind of fresh madness to open with a song I've only drummed on um twice now. I used to struggle with "Wienermobile" on drums for the same reason, it's a pretty uptempo thing & there's lot of little moments of potential greatness available to the drummer. "Wiener" used to destroy me, I have no idea why, & I'm not sure what happened but eventually I made my peace & it's no problem. But "cereal" & I are barely acquainted............. well, anyway, we made a 'pig's ear' of it but at least it was over quickly? & at least everyone else remembered their parts!

we got to the end of the song & no one clapped, not even Rachel, Bethany (gourley's wife) or the dude they brought with them. OOF! it was the sound of no hands clapping, not even in pity!

3 minutes into the set & we were already stankin' up the joint! hbmmbnhghghgh. It sucks because we KNOW that 'cereal & beer' rules, we KNOW it is a wise thing to open the set with it. So what the hell went wrong!!??

Actually the entire set, we never had a chance with the audience. We're the only band for the entire day & it's a mystery why they even bothered having live music. I don't think anyone would've done well on that stage. I could be wrong.

"Guacamole Damn It" seemed at first to be a shot for early redemption, uptempo & old school as it is. But no. It wasn't bad but it did not kick ass.

"Chicken Nuggets of Sin" is where I finally got my head out of my ass long enough to beat the living f8ck out of the drums. Which is the only reason that song exists in the first place, to detonate & destroy my drums! The p1ssersh1tter/paradox is that once my drums were all aligned properly, I just hit them harder & sped their demise even more. The main cymbal stand, literally, started off at about um like 4-5' high. Ended the song at like 3'. It slowly crept down the entire time. The toms were okay, at least. Hah.

"Caramel Knowledge" might've actually been the best we've ever played it, sorry Steve. I've always struggled (for no reason) with the ending, but I finally got a grip on it today. After um two years. I suck. Steve's only song. Come on.

"Sauerkraut" surprisingly went over um not as bad for some reason? I say surprisingly because we though we'd stick to the uptempo end of the pool & not go for the turgid death drones as much. But yeah, maybe I imagined it but it seemed like we locked into that dark dark groove on that one.

"Wienermobile" was okay except for the cymbals all moving around for the entire song. The hi hat clutch seized up at one point. So it was just loose & flappy there & totally closed. But I recovered in time to beat the living shit out of "Soft Batch Mama." I started it alone with my fake "I Love It Loud" beat & threw in my fake Lars fill at the end. & everyone knows by now that I have a visceral love for that song that goes beyond explanation. I'm not, like, proud of the songwriting or the riffs or anything, it's not the greatest thing I've ever done (or is it) but the riff, the lyric, it just touches something deep within me & I can't help but react to it whenever we play it. So, whee. That was fun.

Wait, getting ahead of myself here, the song after "Wienermobile" was "Sacrificial Leg of Lamb," a much easier Darrin song for me to drum to. Gourley nailed all the vocals & Steve is doing this (appropriately) fruity little chord thing at the beginning since the sustained riff, (the whole point of the song) is mooted by the acoustic guitar. It sounds cool though. But I beat the living shit out of the cymbals & stumbled at the end but oh well. It wasn't horrible but it's better when Darrin plays this stuff & I'm able to loom over him, playing bass & trying not to fall on my ass.

"Hands Off My Oreos" was over in a flash & went kinda sorta okay. I feel like that riff at the beginning is just so rad that by the time we build up into the song part, the acoustics really don't do it any justice. & it's not funny that way. Oh well. "Hands Off" is mr million's devilcake legacy right now.

"Marshmallow" went ehhhhhhhhhhhh not badly. It has certainly sounded worse. But no one cared by this point, possibly not even us. No one was clapping between songs, which makes things very strange. Plus there was a camera dude literally in front of the stage, capturing our every gesture, which ... I mean, I'm self conscious enough without thinking about the camera angle of my farmer's blows or whatever.

"Salad Bar Man" ehhhhhhhhhh. Then we got 3/4 way through "I Can't Believe It's Not Satan" before my bass drum pedal came apart in 3 pieces! I finished the songs on all toms & it was just retarded. By then, the crowd was more apathetic than ever. I tried to sort out the pedal with MCB's assistance to no avail.

And then I took the 3 pieces to Steve, meanwhile the MC was on the side of the stage asking if we were finished. We had like 4-5 more songs on the list but we all kinda went "eh, we can be finished now, fuck it". And as soon as the MC said "okay, ladies & gentlemen, Devilcake" Steve reassembled the bass drum pedal, better than ever! Typical!

Ah well. So we broke our shit down, then read this story backwards for what happened next. ie we rolled all the gear back down the service elevator after walking through the Battelle Hall. And um yeah.

Shockingly we did sell a CD. $5 cash money. Not shockingly, Gourley had to pay to get back into the parking garage, which came to $5.

THE END. It's 6pm and it feels like 3am to me. I GOT BLISTAS ON ME FINGAS!!

& I'm all like philosophical about music & playing & all that bullshit, as ya get after a gig. And especially after a gig-gone-unamazingly.

There might be professionally filmed footage of our set, but I actually hope there isn't. We already apologized to everyone once!

WE PLAYED
CEREAL AND BEER
GUACAMOLE DAMN IT
CHICKEN NUGGETS OF SIN
CARAMEL KNOWLEDGE
SAUERKRAUT
WIENERMOBILE
SACRIFICIAL LEG OF LAMB
SOFT BATCH MAMA
HANDS OFF MY OREOS
MARSHMALLOW
SALAD BAR MAN
I CAN'T BELIEVE IT'S NOT SATAN

thanks to Durb and everyone else behind the scenes, everyone was extremely nice, very accomodating, very professional. It was a cool event & we're grateful to even be asked to play.

Tuesday, October 02, 2007

PHP/I WANT A BIG MAC 2001

Devilcake "Pie Hair Pie/I Want a Big Mac 2001" Youtube



I guess enough years have passed on this one for everyone to be at least slightly objective about it. Maybe?

This gig was a smeg-load of 'firsts' and 'lasts', a truly transitional point in the history of Devilcake. It was Darrin's first gig ever, my first & last Devilcake gig playing guitar, um... Ray on bass, Todd on keyboards. Mike Bill on guitar and Mike Gourley singing. This is possibly the FASTEST "Pie Hair Pie" and "I Want a Big Mac" ever!

Darrin and Todd can weigh in further....

You can see how overwhelmed I was with being liberated from playing drums. I literally could not make up my mind how to proceed on guitar, with my 'costume' (I think we were wearing costumes at that point, right?), it was like a caveman seeing fire for the first time. Or using a wheel. This video captures it all. Guitar behind the head within the first two minutes.... trying not to jump onto my amp....

And I remember vague talk of us all doing a side to side choreographed thing during "I Want a Big Mac," but as you can see I was the only one who followed through. Maybe it's funnier that way. I guess we'll never know!

HERE's the original gig blog...

Sunday, September 16, 2007

EVIL BREAD PHOTOS AUGUST 1991

EVIL BREAD
AUGUST 1991
in my driveway

the day of the Stache's gig




Monday, July 16, 2007

Madlab Saturday July 14, 2007




SAMARKAND | LARRY MAROTTA + RYAN JEWELL | REMORA | DEVILCAKE
Madlab
Columbus, OH
Saturday, July 14 2007

Devilcake is still in unplugged mode. I'm getting better at rocking quietly on the drums but it's not easy. We didn't have a set list but it was okay. And the triple digits audience was totally into the show. We were one guitarist short but we made up for it somehow. Michael Bill played his new Ashbory bass exclusively & it sounded pretty damn hotttt for a little black fake ukelele with plastic strings. Obviously I loved jamming out to all the old old classics like "Soft Batch Mama," "Guacamole Damn It" and "Deez Nuts." Gourley filled in for our missing guitarist with a few choice notes on the harmonica. And what a triumph of human endeavor it is when every single person in the room is clapping over their heads in time to "Pizza Party." Ladies and gentlemen, we are DEVILCAKE!!!

Devilcake played

CARMEL KNOWLEDGE
SALAD BAR MAN
CHICKEN NUGGETS OF SIN
PIE HAIR PIE
GUACAMOLE DAMN IT
SOFT BATCH MAMA
I CAN'T BELIEVE IT'S NOT SATAN
HANDS OFF MY OREOS
FRIBBLE
PIZZA PARTY
DEEZ NUTS

Tuesday, May 29, 2007

Devilcake Unplugged....May 27, 2007 Andyman's Treehouse

2007-05-27

MEN OF GENTLE BIRTH
DEVILCAKE
COLTRANE MOTION
ELECTRIC GRANDMOTHER

Sunday night was the big Memorial Day Weekend blowout at Andyman's Treehouse, curated by Electric Grandmother. For many of us it was our first time at the Treehouse. And perhaps our last. Ha.

I arrived early, but again not as early as Michelle & Brian, who were already maxing out on the couch when I got there. We had plenty of time to kill & get acquainted with the, um, odd, venue. So many rooms. The biggest of which, oddly, was the dressing room area?

Of course the cramped little room with the big fucking tree in the middle was where theee action was to take place. A band was setting up while everyone else in our band arrived & dragged their gear back to the dressing room. Men Of Gentle Birth.... they were loud as shit, spunky as a monkey and I don't know, if I was 10 years younger, they'd be my new favorite band. Their songs were screamy but atmospheric too, kind of effortlessly forced, rocking like shit and I don't know, gracefully awkward. Like Sonic Youth a bit. Sure, why not. I enjoyed them immensely while I assembled my drums in the dressing room.

It only took me 16 years to realize that setting my shit up beforehand = the key to success. Be prepared. So when our turn came to rock, we did so with ease. Or something.

It was the inaugural Devilcake Unplugged show. Everyone in the band sat on stools. It was funny as shit. The tiny room we played in was very quiet. Like, silent between songs. It's a strange sensation. But, fortunately, the audience seemed to be on our side, so everything went quite well. For the most part.

During rehearsals for the unplugged show, we broke out a ton of old songs, most of which Brian had never even heard. I rediscovered my love for opening the show with Pie Hair Pie. Which is what we were gonna do. But somehow we opted for Fribble up top instead? Again?

Gourley busted out the harmonica on several traxx. The audience was so great, they didn't miss a thing. It was a really special evening. And, I'm scared to say, it was like the most mature & musically serious thing we've ever done. Strange.

Steve led the charge of twang & the rest of us followed. Brian broke a string about halfway through the set, I think.. The room was quiet enough between songs that Michael Bill had everyone laughing several times. It was that kind of night, kick ass & really strange.

We played
Fribble
Pie Hair Pie
Wienermobile
Hands Off My Oreos
Stromboli Fever
I Can't Believe It's Not Satan
Salad Bar Man
Burn Sandwich Burn
I Want A Big Mac
Chicken Nuggets of Sin
Marshmallow

encore
Pizza Party

And again we let Pizza Party get away from us. We need a better encore song! I don't know why it falls apart...

It was a challenge for me to play drums quietly. I bet I was louder than everyone else combined.... I hope not. I did use brushes on Salad Bar Man but it was totally pointless because I was beating the hell out of them. But after all the trouble I went through to get 'em, I felt like I had to break the sombitches out at least once.

Everyone agreed afterward that it was a lot of fun to play unplugged & that we should definitely do more shows this way.

Sunday, April 01, 2007

Black Metal Birthday

2007-03-31
Thee Ravari Tomb

DEVILCAKE + 10 other bands.......

The gig was Charlie Aggression's present to himself. He asked all of his favorite local metal bands to play his birthday for free. All 11 of us.

The event kicked off early, like 6:30pm. Devilcake played later, like in the 9:30pm region.

Let's see, we hadn't rehearsed in like three weeks & I was pretty rusty on the drums at our night-before practice session. We (or was it Satan) pieced together a 25-minute set, tight as ya like. Heavy on the heavy, light on the relief.

I got to Theee Ravariiie Tomb at 8:30, just in time to find Brian & Michelle walking around to the back door. Except they didn't know which door was the actual, like, door to get in through. That sentence makes sense if you've been there.

So, we were the first ones in the place. Gourley pulled up two seconds later, um, carrying my drums in his car. What a guy. I graciously gave him a hand with carrying all of my shit into the place. Ha. Then Michael Bill & Ashley appeared in the parking lot just like two apparitions. One big one with a ZOMBY WOOF shirt.

A band was finishing their set as we walked in. And after about 10 minutes, the next band started & they were heavy as shit. I mean, heavy heavy and professional. They totally had their shit together. They were so much heavier than us. Like, um, Opeth without all the wimpy parts. Just, blastbeats and death grooves and what have you. I mean, damn. I couldn't hear their name.

The place gradually filled up with metalheads of all description. Another band played, whose name I also didn't catch. They were a very loud trio that played something like progressive death metal noise. Um, like Stickdog plus Fudge Tunnel or whatever. Not bad for 20 minutes.

Steve & Rachel came in at that point. I was relieved to see that Rachel didn't opt for the Shaw Blades show after all. So her Devilcake attendance record is still clean.

Then it was our turn to, uh, do our thing. I was going to say it was our turn to rock, but was it really? "Rock" is a relative term. We were like comic relief after the unbelievable heaviness of the day. Except no one really laughed except us. Again.

For the first time in the modern era, I actually set all my drum shit up BEFORE we went on stage. Imagine that! And also for the first time in the modern era, I played decently & settled into a groove immediately. Holy frickin' crap!?!!??!

Steve, unfortunately, had no such luck as we were rushed along by the soundman before our set. His guitar was getting no signal & it was kind of scary for a few minutes there. Luckily he figured it out & we were able to launch into the set... which was something along the lines of

WIENERMOBILE
I WANT A BIG MAC
HANDS OFF MY OREOS
FRIBBLE
CARMEL KNOWLEDGE
MARSHMALLOW
PIZZA PARTY
BURN SANDWICH BURN

Oh man, I was sweatin' up a storm. I broke two, count 'em, TWO sticks. I was beating the hell out of everything & the mic on the mounted tom kept falling off, impeding my savagery. And then the bass drum beater kept getting stuck in my pants. Ha. My cheap-ass cymbal stands crept toward the edge of the drum riser every time I hit them. Which was often, obviously.

And yet I still found time to sing along, act a fool, have some fun. It was nice.

I don't think Gourley was as into it as usual. He seemed kind of subdued, maybe all of the metal-studded black metal fans & bands in the audience were putting him off. I don't know. Michael Bill and Brian were rock solid. Except I couldn't hear Brian on the last couple of songs. I think he had fun, it was his first gig ever.

I think Big Mac was pretty damn heavy, at least it sounded good to me. I love Burn Sandwich Burn but it was just a punishing dirge after I blew my proverbial (okay, actual) wad during Pizza Party. See, I thought we'd finish with Pizza Party & be done. But no.

As soon as we finished playing, I started pulling all of my stuff off the stage, which, again, I don't usually do. I usually just stand on the drum riser like a big tit that's in the way. And take my sweet time breaking stuff down. Not no mo'.

Then I had a 'pizza party' of my own over in the corner, with the two cold Hound Dog's pizzas that Gourley got earlier. Mmmmmm, forbidden cheesy pizza. I was literally trying to break down stands with one hand & hold pizza with the other. Typically shambolic.

So, there you have it. Another Devilcake gig in which we didn't sound like any of the other bands & we just alienated everyone but laughed at ourselves in the process.

Sunday, October 01, 2006

SEPTEMBER 30, 2006 at Ravari Room

FOOL'S CROWN
DEVILCAKE
EVE OF SHADOW
Saturday, September 30, 2006
Ravari Room

It was kind of a strange night all around, so I'll have to rely on the opinions of everyone else.

Eve of Shadow included members of a band we played with in the Midgard Comics days. They were like a black metal version of Korn or something. The keyboard dude headbanged more than everyone. It was cool.

Fool's Crown included Jim Swanson, whom I've known for approximately forever. I think since about 1985 or 1986, something like that. I haven't seen him in a long long long time, so long that I did no recognize him at first. We were in a band together in the late 80s. He's easily the greatest drummer I've played with. And the dude isn't even a full-time drummer.
In Fool's Crown he plays bass. So, there. I mean, I play bass and drums but Jim SLAYS on all instrumentation. Me, I just have a go. That's all I can do is have a go. Take a crack, that kind of thing. At any rate, it was sweet as pie to see Jim.

Meanwhile I think Michael Bill had the biggest posse in the whole place. I can't say I saw that one coming. But hey, it's about damn time.

The venue was not packed out to the gills. Not overrun with drunks like last time. Just a nice clutch of hardcore peeps down front for the whole set.

And can I just say that it cracks me up that Michael Bill can still come up with shit like asking...what's the stupidest song we could open with, that we've never opened with before? Answer below.

The set was a humorous blend. Drumming-wise, I didn't have as many problems as last time. I knew in advance which pieces of the drum set would come loose during every song. Playing-wise, I threw a few clangers. But, again, hopefully not as many as last time.

I do think the BURN SANDWICH BURN into SAUERKRAUT LURKING followed by I WANT A FUCKING BIG MAC before MARSHMALLOW was kind of a long bunch of plodding. But that's what happens when we insist on using John Cage approved methods of chance determination for setlist construction.

We played
CHICKEN NUGGETS OF SIN (with the old school BOOOBIEESSSSS intro)
PIZZA PARTY
BURN SANDWICH BURN
SAUERKRAUT LURKING
I WANT A FUCKING BIG MAC
MARSHMALLOW
CARMEL KNOWLEDGE
HANDS OFF MY MOTHERFUCKING OREOS
SALAD BAR MAN (including BLACK SABBATH'S "RAT SALAD" in the middle)
I CAN'T BELIEVE IT'S NOT SATAN
WEENUSMOBILE
FRIBBLE

I didn't break anything or drop anything. I did get blisters on my hands & fingers though. Which is fine. I didn't draw blood, so it's all fine.

Steve sounded great. Michael Bill sounded great. Gourley was on fire, as usual.

Oh yeah & the soundman kicked ass. He apparently works/worked at Thee Alrosa, so he's got his shit together. & the rumor is that he was running sound at Alrosa on THE infamous night there. Fuck.

So anyway. See y'all next month, hopefully. Hopefully my glam rock alter ego will be signing in.

PRETTY PLEEZE!!!!

Wednesday, July 05, 2006

JULY 1, 2006 RAVARI ROOM

Around 1am I BOLTED up to Ravari Room. MCB and Steve were outside. we chatted briefly while a band finished playing. Then we took our shit in. By "we" I mean "they". Gourley not only drove my drums there, but he loaded them in too. It was super sweet.

Assembling the drums was baffling. I took a long time and even once I thought everything was in place, it really wasn't. Good god. The fucking snare drum moved every time I hit it! Ditto for the wimpy fucking crash cymbal stand. It inched away slowly. Hm. I wanted it raw and brutal, didn't I.

The snare and hi-hat were interfering with each other. The snare mic kept falling off the little clippy stand thing. No one noticed. The hi-hat cymbals were just flappy & loose pretty much the whole time. And the tom mics blocked the heads! Shambolic.

Good god. And remember how excited I was about all the new arrangements we've been working on? Feh. Forgotten. Almost entirely. I played my old old old drum parts when I could remember them.

Marshmallow got off to a decent start. I'm getting ahead of myself already though. Gourley has worked at Ravari Room for a couple of years now, I think. All the people who work there (it's a small army) just know him as this nice, quiet, calm dude. So they all went APESHIT when they saw him with devil horns and no shirt on. He was already running through his repetoire of opening lines before we even started playing. WE ARE DEVILCAKE! FROM COLUMBUS OHIO! The audience was very drunk but happily so and very um dancey. I haven't seen such disgraceful moshing and shoving between Devilcake audience members in decades, it was excellent.

Okay, so Marshmallow. I remembered to play it slow as shit. After that... I was lucky to finish a couple of the songs. Ha. Wienermobile, my new nemesis - due to the tempo & the fiddliness - I accidentally took that one at full speed. It was a mistake to play it that fast. Oh well. It kicked my ass but I only missed a couple of beats. Salad Bar Man was a clusterfuck, apart from our injection of Black Sabbath's "Rat Salad", which we've rehearsed to near-perfection. Rat Salad Bar Man. The Salad Bar Man part of the song was a clusterfuck. Um, we played Steve's new anthem okay. Carmel Knowledge. I Can't Believe It's Not Satan... I don't know, I was bored by the second verse but I think the audience was still shoving and bickering among itself. Gloriously.

Pizza Party feels increasingly pointless for some reason. I was tempted to yell my old backing vocal bit but I was frankly lucky just to be keeping time by then. I had enough plates spinning in the proverbial air as it was.

Chicken Nuggets Of Sin was okay. I mean, I don't know if it's musically relevant anymore (or if it ever was), but we kept it spinning pretty well. Fribble went over nicely. Too bad I could only hit the toms at like 40% strength due to them being blocked by fucking microphones. Hands Off My Oreos was okay, nothing to write home about.

Last call was called. We played a couple more. The audience - mostly Gourley's drunk-ass coworkers - went NUTS. I mean truly insane. Someone stole all of our setlists! Everyone was high fiving Gourley and saying they didn't know he had it in him etc etc.

I was frankly embarassed by my shitty ass drumming. I thought I really fucked the pooch the entire time. And yet... that's the biggest 'pit' we've had in, as I say, maybe ever. (Which, how come no one ever danced when I was playing bass? All I ever wanted a small cluster of people to yell at/with!)

Since the set was so short & I'm not drumming at full capacity, I was still somewhat energetic afterwards. Relatively, I mean. Plus Gourley took my drums back too! I didn't have to lift them once. How awesome is that shit.

I want to complain about the set but frankly if people are DANCING, then there's nothing to complain about. It reminded me of the first time we played at High Five way back in the 1800s. Lots of drunk people there too. Not in a bad way, strangely enough.

Wednesday, September 07, 2005

Another day at Bernie's

Bernie's - Tuesday September 6th, 2005
VERBAL ABUSE - IN DEFIANCE - FANG - Devil Cake

I don't remember exactly the last time we played Bernie's. I think it might have been the New Years show with Tom Foolery. Or not. (I just checked... it was with Tom Foolery, but instead it was
Wednesday, April 30, 2003) Anyhoo... who cares about that show.

I got to Bernie's around 8pm. I thought I was pushing it a bit for parking since it was to be an all ages show and supposedly we were the first band and were going on at 9pm. MCB and Gourley were there already. I got lucky and there was a space available. One of the real problems with playing at Bernie's. The parking sucks. And it's not their fault really. It's just campus.

So MCB, Gourley and I sat around and chatted about why Metallica sucks. Additionally, we watched as some 'painters' worked on a house behind the parking lot. They got into the house by crawling into an upstairs bedroom window. Hmmm.... Whatever. I looked and the place did indeed appear to be empty, so there ya go. We also watched the tow trucks from Shamrock pass by multiple times and attempt to tow the same car three times. Each time the guy who owned the car came out and said 'This is a Buckeye property and I work for Buckeye Painting'. Eventually, he just moved his car to the free lot that we were in... though he got stopped by the cops cause he drove 10 feet the wrong way down a one way alley to get the the spot. I think he had to explain that he literally was coming from the parking lot next door.

Anyways... soon it was 8:30pm and Ian and Steve still were nowhere to be found. Nor were the other bands. Nor was the guy from Bernie's who books the bands. Of course, I am freeing out. MCB punched me in the face and told me to chill out. Ok... so he didn't punch me in the face... but he did tell me to chill out. Around 8:45pm the booking guy showed up and said he had heard from the two touring bands and that they had just left wherever they were and that it would be a little while for them to get there. Around that time both Steve and Ian showed up. Everyone pitched in and helped carry my dumbass drums (complete with new bass drum head that I had broken at the previous practice) downstairs.

I set up. Everyone mulled around or tuned guitars. Ian remembered a few Kiss tunes on his bass. I forget which ones they were already. One was a Gene Simmons song. The other, if I remember was a song that Ace sang on. But all the names are escaping me right now.

Around 9:45, I asked Gourley what time it was. He said 'a quarter to ten. Were supposed to go on at 10'. Ok. About 5 minutes later the sound guy says to me, 'Let's get this thing going'. So I told Gourley 'Let's rock'.

We all took our places... and rocked. I don't remember much of it. We played and then it was over. I know I was a bit tired half the way through, for no apparent reason. I don't think I fucked up too much. A little, yes. Alot, no. I missed a few cymbal crashes and my double bass flams have seen better days. But in my defense, the floor around the drums had a few holes in it. Or something.

Steve taped the show. It will be interesting to watch that since I honestly don't have much recollection of it. I know that it wasn't horrible and that there were no real trainwrecks. It was DARK in there (a whopping 3 colored 60 watt bulbs and the lighting from the rest of the bar was all that there was... but it is very good for mood... it's nice and dark), so hopefully the video came out. Actually, it might not be a problem at all since, now that I kinda think about it, they left the house lights on. I think. Or maybe not. I dunno. STEVE, BRING A COPY OF THE GIG TO THE NEXT PRACTICE SO I CAN RELIVE THE EXPERIENCE SINCE I OBVIOUSLY WAS BRAIN DEAD.

All I know is that by 10:30pm, I was already on 315 and heading home. I had no interest in seeing the other bands, which is sad. Honestly, I don't think I was mentally at the gig. Or something. Words.

The set list was:
Pizza Party
Wienermobile
Salad Bar Man
Hands Off My Oreos
Burn Sandwich Burn
Red Pop
Cereal & Beer
Primavera Primadonna
Fribble


Sorry you weren't there. :-P

----fin----