I'm late in chiming in on this show...
7/03/03
Little Brothers
w/Tom Foolery and the Mistakes|Everlasting Godstopper
About a week before this show (alright a day), I took the opportunity to rid myself of some musical instrumentation that I didn't consider that I was getting much use out of. I took them into Guitar Center and magically (2 hours later) walked out with a shiny new keyboard amp (oooooooooh shiny). The result was the realization that now that my amp problems were solved (which, I think, had long been a source of my other on-stage mishaps) I got all crazy and thought about all the gear I could now safely play without thought of mishap.
A reality check from Ian "B.A." Stewart brought me back to the realization that "less quite possibly is more" on this night of nights. So...armed with only my shiny new amp and the keys-o (and a spare casio in the trunk as backup). I set out. Our car was packed full of non-instrumentation as well (the cross-which didn't get used, fog machine, tape deck for soundboard recording-which sounds freakin' awesome!, tapes, water...and of course our kick-ass new t-shirts), Nancy and I showed up at Little Brothers about 6:50...way the hell early.
The young'uns, Everlasting Godstopper, showed up (or were dropped off) about 8:30. I was seriously worried that some of them would have to be snuck into the venue (a la Gabe from the Newport show of forever ago). Nancy and I left the amassed posse (of MCB and his friend) and left in search of food. The search turned up fruitless and Nancy wound up with 1/2 of Maryann's sub and I would up with a bottle of water. Good thing...eating would have only led to bm's and there's no need for that before the show, trust me.
I can't say much more than what's already been said about the rest of the evening. I loved the way the keys-o sounded through the new amp...I hated the fact that we didn't have a set list...loved the fake blood from Ian's skull, but hated the dildo on Everlasting Godstopper's Mic (ok...hate is strong...but I just didn't understand what it was supposed to be...other than a dick that he sang into....in front of their parents (who I'm sure were in the audience) and I didn't know what that was all about).
And I hated that I felt like I was going to lose my voice at any second....I think it resulted in me holding back on some stellar backups (which thankfully, Ian jumped in on).
Some other positive things....Darrin's drums didn't move away from him (gotta love the power of a CinderBlock)....the sound mix was awesome. Ian's mohawk was fucking rad!
The T-shirts kicked ass...and I think we even sold one.
Tom Foolery et al continue to blow me away each time I see them. Their set was short and sweet, although they left out one of my favorites, "Oh No You Di'n't," they did play "Lab Partner" (or whatever it's real name is), which makes me laugh my ass off everytime because it makes me think of my lab partners in high school chemistry (Rich Damiano and Andy Mitry...yeah, lucky me).
We took the stage....Gourley and I started Marshmallow sans my significant other...and to be honest, the rest of the boys had me sweating a bit with their "delayed entrance" bit. But it worked out very cool...and felt very, very rock and roll to me.
The rest of the night was a blur of sweat, fake blood, headbanging and the like. At one point during Frankenstein's French Fries, I think Steve was trying to show me the chords (since it was quite apparent that I had forgotten them) and I thought to myself "well, it's not going to do much good....if I knew guitar chords, I wouldn't have traded my electric guitar for a keyboard amp...but such is the case when you're living life on the road).
I'm not going to put the list of songs....Darrin and Ian did a pretty good job...(but Ian did the Skull/Blood act during Chicken Nuggets...).
All in all, it was a great show...I think it was one of our best.
Friday, July 11, 2003
Tuesday, July 08, 2003
DEVILCAKE | TOM FOOLERY & THE MISTAKES | EVERLASTING GOD STOPPER
Thursday, July 3, 2003
Little Brothers
Whenever we spend as much time preparing for a show as we did for this one, it usually bites us on the ass at some point. Or, as in the case of this evening, some points.
Starting a few weeks back we found ourselves re-learning old songs and other things we've never played live. We practiced them multiple times each and probably could've had a pretty fresh and decent set if we'd have remembered to include any of them other than Chicken Nuggets Of Sin and Spicy Beef Stick.
Nothing makes an old song more tempting to whip out for a live show than it being declared off limits. As is certainly the case with the long-entombed Spicy Beef Stick. It's a stupid song and everyone knows it. We stand to gain nothing as musicians or humans by playing this song. And yet, there it was in the set. Ha.
We neglected to make a set list again and again it bit us on the ass. Oh well. Sorry if I got snippy with anyone (ie Rachel) who thoughtfully suggested songs from the audience. I don't know what my deal is/was.
The evening began for me as soon as I got home from work. The hair clippers were put into action and soon a Mr T cut emerged. The hair wasn't long enough for the cut to be totally obvious, but I think it served the purpose.
I packed my car and found that I was lugging along more props and costume stuff (2 bags, 1 box) than actual musical equipment (1 bag, 1 amp). Hmm. Interesting.
No one knew what to expect for parking at Little Bros, considering it was the Red White & Boom ordeal and traffic was probably going to be pretty uncool. I got there last, of course, and basically sailed right in. No traffic to speak of and there was even one spot left in Little Bros' lot just for me. Then the interminable lingering began.
But it wasn't as bad as it could've been or has been for me in the past. I tend to get overly wound up in general, and milling around an empty rock club four hours before I'm due onstage is kind of a mindfuck for me sometimes.
Fortunately we had good conversation and a relaxed atmos in the Devilcake section of the house. The entourage was in good spirits and it kept me from being too much of a sour-ass. MCB amused himself by taking extremely terrible pictures of everyone in the band and then showing them to everyone else. Ambush photography. Catching people at their worst, revealing their true nature. Very arty. He could have a third career on his hands.
The very young Everlasting God Stopper went on first. They reminded us of us about fifteen years ago. Metal riffs, ghouly keys. Except their singer looks like a young Marilyn Manson. While ours more closely resembles a young Ernest Borgnine. EGS songs were a little samey and somewhat indistinct, and their presentation was a little bit on the pedestrian side, but I thought they were good. Give them some decent lights and a smoke machine and teach the singer one more note and they'll be a force to be reckoned with.
Tom Foolery went next and I think that's actually only the third time I've seen them play. We play with them constantly but I always miss them for whatever reason. I dig those guys and it's not just because they're friendly and give us props onstage all the time. Okay, well, maybe it is that.
But their songs are good too, and Kyle's an energetic, spazzzztic frontman and that's really all you can ask for from a band. Jeremy's little micro-drumset is totally hilarious. It's one of those little Yamaha (I think) deals with the little tiny drums. It looks like he shrunk it in the dryer. But it sounds great and the whole band sounded damn fine. They played most of the songs from their new CD. Which comes out in August! On Colossal Thumb! Buy it!
They dedicated a song to our Nancy, even. Then they kept messing it up. So I don't know if that aspect was dedicated to her too or not.
As soon as the Foolerys finished, we invaded the stage with our BS, much of which was never unpacked or positioned by the time we actually started playing. The light-up cross was still beside the stage when we finished playing. The heavy wooden coffin never had its light plugged in and indeed it was still laying flat on the stage when we began the set. And there was a chair on the stage, near Gourley, and I still don't know why. Kyle had his amp on it, I think. And we never thought to remove it.
Because I guess the stage was probably starting to look a little barren. We have to have things like chairs on the stage. To take up space. Because there's only six of us up there, with all our amps and drums and stuff. Bumping into each other and shit.
Todd went out first and started a Nancy-less Marshmallow. Gourley went out next. I told him to ask the soundperson to turn out the stage lights. And I didn't mean for him to ask this from the stage, through the PA. I meant for him (or anyone) to walk over to the soundboard and deliver the request directly. That way we wouldn't be trying to rock in the full glare of all the lights, and our little ghouly effects would look better.
So Gourley goes out and the crowd starts clapping and he right into the mic he asks "can you turn out the house lights? thanks." Which, the house lights had been off the entire time. So, um. Yeah. Stage lights full glare the whole time, which I love.
Gourley started Marshmallow and Darrin, Steve and I were all lined up on the stairs behind the stage. We finally ran up into our positions and waited for the song to kick in. I didn't even notice MCB wasn't there until Darrin gave his little intro kick-flam thing and we hit the first big E chord! Then MCB came running across the stage with a full face of makeup, threw on his guitar and started playing. Classic!
I unplugged my bass at least twice, maybe three times, during Marshmallow. Just by stepping on it! I finally remembered to wrap it around the strap to keep it in place. Even that didn't help. I was throwing down wrong notes, losing picks, trying not to trip over the coffin, trying not to over-exert myself and use all my energy during the first three songs. All that trying was for naught because that's exactly what happened. Not to mention losing the middle knob from my bass. What a great way to treat an instrument on its maiden voyage. Beat the fuck out of it, douse it in fake blood and scatter its pieces to the wind. Er, the audience.
We plowed into Wienermobile and I was already having issues with the cape. Which I knew was going to happen. That thing is like wearing a wool blanket with a neckstrap.
After Wienermobile was the first "oh shit, what are we going to play next" moment. Unfortunately, not the last either. I knew we were going to forget to play something. And we did.
I also wasn't sure beforehand when to break out the skull and fake blood, so I'm pretty sure it went down during Pizza Party. The blood wasn't very tasty and I'm sure it looked like the dorkiest thing in the world, but it did seem like a good idea at the time. Next time I'll figure it out beforehand and even bring a tarp or something to prevent it from getting all over everybody else's stuff. It's not very rock 'n' roll of me to be concerned with leaving fake blood stains everywhere I go, is it?
We got derailed on Fribble but we pulled it back together. And then we ended the set with a request. No, not "Cold Gin." ... Stromboli Fever? That's an odd one to close with, which is why I approve. We have other, more bombastic number that we prefer to leave the audience with. Shit Down Your Neck is one. Fribble is the other. Something heavy and riffy and with an ending that can be played by hoisting the bass overhead. Stromboli is the anti-closer. Word. Maybe next time we can close with Guacamole Damn It. I don't recall anyone else having issues onstage. I just had my head even further up my ass than usual so I wasn't really taking note of anyone else's shenanigans (or lack thereof).
Not sure of the order but I'm pretty sure we played
MARSHMALLOW
WIENERMOBILE
SALAD BAR MAN
CHICKEN NUGGETS OF SIN
PIZZA PARTY
CEREAL AND BEER
SACRIFICIAL LEG OF LAMB
DEEZ NUTS
HANDS OFF MY OREOS
PIE HAIR PIE
I WANT A BIG MAC
RED POP
SPICY BEEF STICK
FRIBBLE
STROMBOLI FEVER
Thursday, July 3, 2003
Little Brothers
Whenever we spend as much time preparing for a show as we did for this one, it usually bites us on the ass at some point. Or, as in the case of this evening, some points.
Starting a few weeks back we found ourselves re-learning old songs and other things we've never played live. We practiced them multiple times each and probably could've had a pretty fresh and decent set if we'd have remembered to include any of them other than Chicken Nuggets Of Sin and Spicy Beef Stick.
Nothing makes an old song more tempting to whip out for a live show than it being declared off limits. As is certainly the case with the long-entombed Spicy Beef Stick. It's a stupid song and everyone knows it. We stand to gain nothing as musicians or humans by playing this song. And yet, there it was in the set. Ha.
We neglected to make a set list again and again it bit us on the ass. Oh well. Sorry if I got snippy with anyone (ie Rachel) who thoughtfully suggested songs from the audience. I don't know what my deal is/was.
The evening began for me as soon as I got home from work. The hair clippers were put into action and soon a Mr T cut emerged. The hair wasn't long enough for the cut to be totally obvious, but I think it served the purpose.
I packed my car and found that I was lugging along more props and costume stuff (2 bags, 1 box) than actual musical equipment (1 bag, 1 amp). Hmm. Interesting.
No one knew what to expect for parking at Little Bros, considering it was the Red White & Boom ordeal and traffic was probably going to be pretty uncool. I got there last, of course, and basically sailed right in. No traffic to speak of and there was even one spot left in Little Bros' lot just for me. Then the interminable lingering began.
But it wasn't as bad as it could've been or has been for me in the past. I tend to get overly wound up in general, and milling around an empty rock club four hours before I'm due onstage is kind of a mindfuck for me sometimes.
Fortunately we had good conversation and a relaxed atmos in the Devilcake section of the house. The entourage was in good spirits and it kept me from being too much of a sour-ass. MCB amused himself by taking extremely terrible pictures of everyone in the band and then showing them to everyone else. Ambush photography. Catching people at their worst, revealing their true nature. Very arty. He could have a third career on his hands.
The very young Everlasting God Stopper went on first. They reminded us of us about fifteen years ago. Metal riffs, ghouly keys. Except their singer looks like a young Marilyn Manson. While ours more closely resembles a young Ernest Borgnine. EGS songs were a little samey and somewhat indistinct, and their presentation was a little bit on the pedestrian side, but I thought they were good. Give them some decent lights and a smoke machine and teach the singer one more note and they'll be a force to be reckoned with.
Tom Foolery went next and I think that's actually only the third time I've seen them play. We play with them constantly but I always miss them for whatever reason. I dig those guys and it's not just because they're friendly and give us props onstage all the time. Okay, well, maybe it is that.
But their songs are good too, and Kyle's an energetic, spazzzztic frontman and that's really all you can ask for from a band. Jeremy's little micro-drumset is totally hilarious. It's one of those little Yamaha (I think) deals with the little tiny drums. It looks like he shrunk it in the dryer. But it sounds great and the whole band sounded damn fine. They played most of the songs from their new CD. Which comes out in August! On Colossal Thumb! Buy it!
They dedicated a song to our Nancy, even. Then they kept messing it up. So I don't know if that aspect was dedicated to her too or not.
As soon as the Foolerys finished, we invaded the stage with our BS, much of which was never unpacked or positioned by the time we actually started playing. The light-up cross was still beside the stage when we finished playing. The heavy wooden coffin never had its light plugged in and indeed it was still laying flat on the stage when we began the set. And there was a chair on the stage, near Gourley, and I still don't know why. Kyle had his amp on it, I think. And we never thought to remove it.
Because I guess the stage was probably starting to look a little barren. We have to have things like chairs on the stage. To take up space. Because there's only six of us up there, with all our amps and drums and stuff. Bumping into each other and shit.
Todd went out first and started a Nancy-less Marshmallow. Gourley went out next. I told him to ask the soundperson to turn out the stage lights. And I didn't mean for him to ask this from the stage, through the PA. I meant for him (or anyone) to walk over to the soundboard and deliver the request directly. That way we wouldn't be trying to rock in the full glare of all the lights, and our little ghouly effects would look better.
So Gourley goes out and the crowd starts clapping and he right into the mic he asks "can you turn out the house lights? thanks." Which, the house lights had been off the entire time. So, um. Yeah. Stage lights full glare the whole time, which I love.
Gourley started Marshmallow and Darrin, Steve and I were all lined up on the stairs behind the stage. We finally ran up into our positions and waited for the song to kick in. I didn't even notice MCB wasn't there until Darrin gave his little intro kick-flam thing and we hit the first big E chord! Then MCB came running across the stage with a full face of makeup, threw on his guitar and started playing. Classic!
I unplugged my bass at least twice, maybe three times, during Marshmallow. Just by stepping on it! I finally remembered to wrap it around the strap to keep it in place. Even that didn't help. I was throwing down wrong notes, losing picks, trying not to trip over the coffin, trying not to over-exert myself and use all my energy during the first three songs. All that trying was for naught because that's exactly what happened. Not to mention losing the middle knob from my bass. What a great way to treat an instrument on its maiden voyage. Beat the fuck out of it, douse it in fake blood and scatter its pieces to the wind. Er, the audience.
We plowed into Wienermobile and I was already having issues with the cape. Which I knew was going to happen. That thing is like wearing a wool blanket with a neckstrap.
After Wienermobile was the first "oh shit, what are we going to play next" moment. Unfortunately, not the last either. I knew we were going to forget to play something. And we did.
I also wasn't sure beforehand when to break out the skull and fake blood, so I'm pretty sure it went down during Pizza Party. The blood wasn't very tasty and I'm sure it looked like the dorkiest thing in the world, but it did seem like a good idea at the time. Next time I'll figure it out beforehand and even bring a tarp or something to prevent it from getting all over everybody else's stuff. It's not very rock 'n' roll of me to be concerned with leaving fake blood stains everywhere I go, is it?
We got derailed on Fribble but we pulled it back together. And then we ended the set with a request. No, not "Cold Gin." ... Stromboli Fever? That's an odd one to close with, which is why I approve. We have other, more bombastic number that we prefer to leave the audience with. Shit Down Your Neck is one. Fribble is the other. Something heavy and riffy and with an ending that can be played by hoisting the bass overhead. Stromboli is the anti-closer. Word. Maybe next time we can close with Guacamole Damn It. I don't recall anyone else having issues onstage. I just had my head even further up my ass than usual so I wasn't really taking note of anyone else's shenanigans (or lack thereof).
Not sure of the order but I'm pretty sure we played
MARSHMALLOW
WIENERMOBILE
SALAD BAR MAN
CHICKEN NUGGETS OF SIN
PIZZA PARTY
CEREAL AND BEER
SACRIFICIAL LEG OF LAMB
DEEZ NUTS
HANDS OFF MY OREOS
PIE HAIR PIE
I WANT A BIG MAC
RED POP
SPICY BEEF STICK
FRIBBLE
STROMBOLI FEVER
Friday, July 04, 2003
KILLER SHOW!!!!
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Everlasting Godstopper | Tom Foolery & The Mistakes |Devilcake
Little Brother's
Thursday, July 3rd 2003
I first want to say it's amazing that I'm even posting this since I got to bed around 4 am. I all groggy and shit, but my body is not cooperating with the sleep thing, so I am up and barely functioning.... with that said:
Devilcake rocked the house last night at Little Brothers.
The night started off with me going to get dinner for Me, Maryann, MCB and E... (shit, I forgot her name) at Subways. However I get to the Subways and THEY'RE FUCKING CLOSED!!! WTF!!! So I had to go to Jersey Mike's to get everyone's steak and cheese sandwiches.
Got to the parking lot around 7:30/8-ish. MCB and Todd were already there. Todd showed me the t-shirts that he had made up and they were SWEET!!!! Black with a red Devilcake logo. They look awesome. (You should order one from Ian, you know. They're only $10. check out the killer logo at http://www.twistedzen.com/devilcake/.)
(I could go on about sitting around until 10pm but I won't. Nothing that interesting happened). We watched the downtown fireworks from outside Little Brother's. They were cool, but they shot off all the finale fireworks so low that I we couldn't really see any of them. We heard the finale though. :P
Everlasting Godstopper (no, that's not the jawbreaker from Willie Wonka. It's GOD stopper). They had a nice goth / death metal look about them. I have to admit the sound was good. We hired a girl named Tera to do the sound and she just fucking ROCKS!!! She's got mad mic skills. They brought in a few fans and that is good. They played for about 30 to 45 minutes. Not too bad I have to admit. The drummer had a rack-mount drum kit. He had cymbals all over the place, which was cool. He had a 10" or 12" china splash/crash thing which sounded awesome. I'm not sure where that sound would fit into the Devilcake realm of music, but I think I might have to get me one of those.
The great Tom Foolery and The Mistakes took the stage around 11:30. (I wasn't looking at my watch so I am completely clueless as to what time it really was.) They rocked the house as usual. They gave us multiple props which is totally cool. We're fans of them and they're fans of us. It works out well. They even dedicated a song to Nancy (our operatic screamer and Todd's wife). Nancy loves their version of Cyndi Lauper's 'Time After Time' and they added it to the set list just for her.
We got on stage around 12:30. Tonight we pulled out almost all the stops. We had the coffin and cross (although I have to admit I never saw them in place or lit up... I was too busy putting together the drum kit). We had the smoke machines. Ian had a hat on. He had his wife do a special haircut just for this show... a Mr. T mohawk!!! I hope to goodness that _someone_ got a picture of it. I don't care who, just someone. Ian also wore a big black cape. MCB did some gothy corpse makeup. Todd was dressed as a butchering coroner complete with blood splatters. Me? I just wore black shorts and a black t-shirt. I sit behind the drums and ya can't see me anyway.
Gourley and Todd started off the show with Marshmallow. Just them two on stage which was pretty cool. The rest of the band went on when it was time to rock. And rock we did! The sound (at least from my seat) was great. Hopefully Tera was able to get a good mix fast since we didn't give her a sound check. (oops!)
I can tell you that I had a great time. I didn't get super tired. My equipment didn't give me pains. I stuck a big fuckin' cinder block in front of the double bass pedal. it usually moves on me during the show, but tonight it had now chance at all.
Ian was all over the place which was cool as hell. He was doing some excellent backing vocals (Todd too!). He pulled out all the stops when, during the breakdown of Chicken Nuggets Of Sin, he drank blood from a SKULL!!! It was sweet. I hope Steve's videotape comes out!
Everyone else was rocking as well. Todd's new amp sounded great with the cheez-o-keyz! As far as I could tell, he didn't have any of the cut-off problems which have bothered some of his performances. MCB and Steve were musically playing off each other in a fantastic way.
I think it is safe to say that this show was also the longest ever in Devilcake history. Todd brought in a tape deck (and Tom Foolery brought in a 4-track) which Tera used to record the show. The plan was to play every frickin' song we knew and then some and we were darn close. Below is the list of the songs we played. The order is all kinds of fucked up, but I'm pretty sure I got them all listed.
After the last song, Gourley said his usual thank you's to the other band and to Little Brother's. I got up and was milling around to mention the CDs and t-shirts we had for sale. But before I could do that, Ian got on the mic and congratulated 'the little drummer from Devilcake' (that's me... der!) on getting engaged. I thought was pretty fuckin' cool of him... and embarrassing for me. :P Then I got on the mic and mentioned that we had t-shirts for sale and also CDs for sale... however I was botching up the titles of the regular CD and the box set... after fumbling around on the names for what seemed to be a 1/2 hour, MCB stepped in an told me to sit down!!! ha ha ha!!!
After the show, it felt great to know that I didn't have to rush around and tear down the kit so the next band. I walked around and talked to Kyle from Tom Foolery. He swapped shirts with us which I thought was cool. His band has a show in New York next weekend and he was talking that he might wear the Devilcake shirt for that show. I told that if he did he HAS to get a picture of it so I can say that Devilcake was in New York!
There was one guy in the audience who kept screaming our name out (even during Tom Foolery's set) who said he was from Austin and was trying to put together some music festival. I don't know who he was or how legit he was, but he had his wife/girlfriend buy him a boxset and a t-shirt... and that for now is all that matters. We sold some stuff. Unfortunately, I think that is all we sold. Oh well. It's still money for the band fund.
I finally got the car loaded around 2am. I was hungry so Maryann and I drove through Steak and Shake. It was 2:30am by that point and all the bars had just closed. There was a car with two completely drunk guys in front of us. Hearing them try to place an order was a laugh. "I was want one... no, two cheese burgers with no cheese or onions... no wait, one with cheese and the other with no onions. No wait... one with two cheese and no and onion and... wait.' You can see where this is going. 5 or 10 minutes later the drive-thru dude had to tell the drunk guys to just pull around. The line was SLOW, but there were tons of drunk people ordering tons of food. I got home with my double-bacon cheeseburger, onion rings and vanilla coke around 3 or 3:30. And was probably asleep by 4am. Ugh....
Anyways, here's the killer setlist. Again, the songs are right... but the order of them is nowhere close.
(ed. - According to Todd who taped the show, the set list below is accurate and complete.)
MARSHMALLOW
WEINERMOBILE
PIZZA PARTY
CEREAL & BEER
HANDS OFF MY OREOS
DEEZ NUTS
SALAD BAR MAN
PIE HAIR PIE
BIG MAC
CHICKEN NUGGETS OF SIN
FRANKENSTEIN'S FRENCH FRIES
RED POP
SPICY BEEF STICK
SACRIFICIAL LEG OF LAMB
FRIBBLE
(encore)STROMBOLI FEVER
WE ARE DEVILCAKE!!! GOODNIGHT!!!!
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Everlasting Godstopper | Tom Foolery & The Mistakes |Devilcake
Little Brother's
Thursday, July 3rd 2003
I first want to say it's amazing that I'm even posting this since I got to bed around 4 am. I all groggy and shit, but my body is not cooperating with the sleep thing, so I am up and barely functioning.... with that said:
Devilcake rocked the house last night at Little Brothers.
The night started off with me going to get dinner for Me, Maryann, MCB and E... (shit, I forgot her name) at Subways. However I get to the Subways and THEY'RE FUCKING CLOSED!!! WTF!!! So I had to go to Jersey Mike's to get everyone's steak and cheese sandwiches.
Got to the parking lot around 7:30/8-ish. MCB and Todd were already there. Todd showed me the t-shirts that he had made up and they were SWEET!!!! Black with a red Devilcake logo. They look awesome. (You should order one from Ian, you know. They're only $10. check out the killer logo at http://www.twistedzen.com/devilcake/.)
(I could go on about sitting around until 10pm but I won't. Nothing that interesting happened). We watched the downtown fireworks from outside Little Brother's. They were cool, but they shot off all the finale fireworks so low that I we couldn't really see any of them. We heard the finale though. :P
Everlasting Godstopper (no, that's not the jawbreaker from Willie Wonka. It's GOD stopper). They had a nice goth / death metal look about them. I have to admit the sound was good. We hired a girl named Tera to do the sound and she just fucking ROCKS!!! She's got mad mic skills. They brought in a few fans and that is good. They played for about 30 to 45 minutes. Not too bad I have to admit. The drummer had a rack-mount drum kit. He had cymbals all over the place, which was cool. He had a 10" or 12" china splash/crash thing which sounded awesome. I'm not sure where that sound would fit into the Devilcake realm of music, but I think I might have to get me one of those.
The great Tom Foolery and The Mistakes took the stage around 11:30. (I wasn't looking at my watch so I am completely clueless as to what time it really was.) They rocked the house as usual. They gave us multiple props which is totally cool. We're fans of them and they're fans of us. It works out well. They even dedicated a song to Nancy (our operatic screamer and Todd's wife). Nancy loves their version of Cyndi Lauper's 'Time After Time' and they added it to the set list just for her.
We got on stage around 12:30. Tonight we pulled out almost all the stops. We had the coffin and cross (although I have to admit I never saw them in place or lit up... I was too busy putting together the drum kit). We had the smoke machines. Ian had a hat on. He had his wife do a special haircut just for this show... a Mr. T mohawk!!! I hope to goodness that _someone_ got a picture of it. I don't care who, just someone. Ian also wore a big black cape. MCB did some gothy corpse makeup. Todd was dressed as a butchering coroner complete with blood splatters. Me? I just wore black shorts and a black t-shirt. I sit behind the drums and ya can't see me anyway.
Gourley and Todd started off the show with Marshmallow. Just them two on stage which was pretty cool. The rest of the band went on when it was time to rock. And rock we did! The sound (at least from my seat) was great. Hopefully Tera was able to get a good mix fast since we didn't give her a sound check. (oops!)
I can tell you that I had a great time. I didn't get super tired. My equipment didn't give me pains. I stuck a big fuckin' cinder block in front of the double bass pedal. it usually moves on me during the show, but tonight it had now chance at all.
Ian was all over the place which was cool as hell. He was doing some excellent backing vocals (Todd too!). He pulled out all the stops when, during the breakdown of Chicken Nuggets Of Sin, he drank blood from a SKULL!!! It was sweet. I hope Steve's videotape comes out!
Everyone else was rocking as well. Todd's new amp sounded great with the cheez-o-keyz! As far as I could tell, he didn't have any of the cut-off problems which have bothered some of his performances. MCB and Steve were musically playing off each other in a fantastic way.
I think it is safe to say that this show was also the longest ever in Devilcake history. Todd brought in a tape deck (and Tom Foolery brought in a 4-track) which Tera used to record the show. The plan was to play every frickin' song we knew and then some and we were darn close. Below is the list of the songs we played. The order is all kinds of fucked up, but I'm pretty sure I got them all listed.
After the last song, Gourley said his usual thank you's to the other band and to Little Brother's. I got up and was milling around to mention the CDs and t-shirts we had for sale. But before I could do that, Ian got on the mic and congratulated 'the little drummer from Devilcake' (that's me... der!) on getting engaged. I thought was pretty fuckin' cool of him... and embarrassing for me. :P Then I got on the mic and mentioned that we had t-shirts for sale and also CDs for sale... however I was botching up the titles of the regular CD and the box set... after fumbling around on the names for what seemed to be a 1/2 hour, MCB stepped in an told me to sit down!!! ha ha ha!!!
After the show, it felt great to know that I didn't have to rush around and tear down the kit so the next band. I walked around and talked to Kyle from Tom Foolery. He swapped shirts with us which I thought was cool. His band has a show in New York next weekend and he was talking that he might wear the Devilcake shirt for that show. I told that if he did he HAS to get a picture of it so I can say that Devilcake was in New York!
There was one guy in the audience who kept screaming our name out (even during Tom Foolery's set) who said he was from Austin and was trying to put together some music festival. I don't know who he was or how legit he was, but he had his wife/girlfriend buy him a boxset and a t-shirt... and that for now is all that matters. We sold some stuff. Unfortunately, I think that is all we sold. Oh well. It's still money for the band fund.
I finally got the car loaded around 2am. I was hungry so Maryann and I drove through Steak and Shake. It was 2:30am by that point and all the bars had just closed. There was a car with two completely drunk guys in front of us. Hearing them try to place an order was a laugh. "I was want one... no, two cheese burgers with no cheese or onions... no wait, one with cheese and the other with no onions. No wait... one with two cheese and no and onion and... wait.' You can see where this is going. 5 or 10 minutes later the drive-thru dude had to tell the drunk guys to just pull around. The line was SLOW, but there were tons of drunk people ordering tons of food. I got home with my double-bacon cheeseburger, onion rings and vanilla coke around 3 or 3:30. And was probably asleep by 4am. Ugh....
Anyways, here's the killer setlist. Again, the songs are right... but the order of them is nowhere close.
(ed. - According to Todd who taped the show, the set list below is accurate and complete.)
MARSHMALLOW
WEINERMOBILE
PIZZA PARTY
CEREAL & BEER
HANDS OFF MY OREOS
DEEZ NUTS
SALAD BAR MAN
PIE HAIR PIE
BIG MAC
CHICKEN NUGGETS OF SIN
FRANKENSTEIN'S FRENCH FRIES
RED POP
SPICY BEEF STICK
SACRIFICIAL LEG OF LAMB
FRIBBLE
(encore)STROMBOLI FEVER
WE ARE DEVILCAKE!!! GOODNIGHT!!!!
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