Hi Kids,
I interrupt the sweet sounds of the new, to me, Black Bunny album (featuring the six string shenanigans of one Chrisso of future Mother Feather fame) to fill you in on just how the Casey Shea Band got to the point of Saturday night's colossal meltdown at Rockwood Music Hall.
It started innocently enough with a quick pint to celebrate the engagement of one Dean McCarthy (of Margarita Club infamy) to some girl I've never met but will assume is probably not the sharpest knife in the drawer.
From there we headed out for out secret-ritual-pre-show dance party. It's a great band bonding experience and motivational tool that Casey learned while getting his MBA in Underwater Basket Weaving at FSU. And since it was Nick Webber's week to pick the spot, he upped the ante and took us all slummin' to his most fav spot in the always inviting and underdressed West Village, Don Hill's!!!! Just look at how excited he is to be there...
Maybe he'll try to relax a bit before this week's world tour of Williamsburg, Manhattan and Cambridge. Cambridge!?!?!?!?! Holy crap. We have officially arrived!!!! Before you know it, we'll be playing in Ithaca, home of the greatest marquee in all of rock:
In other news, I did not go to the Rubin Museum yesterday to see the Jung exhibit on his Red Book. But I meant to. Maybe if you've got some free time this week you'll finally call and take me out on a day date.
I'll be holding my breath.
In other other news, you can help me pay my rent by clicking on the ads at the bottom of the right margin. That's right kids, I have officially been monetized. And I have to say that once you get used to the itch (which is incidentally nothing a little cortizone cream won't fix up in just a few short days), it really starts to feel pretty good. And you too will feel good about getting in on the ground floor of what promises to be an empire of some or another scale. So, welcome to my financial future. Happy clicking.
Finally, today is Tommy Merrill's Birthday. If you didn't know, Tommy is the Senior Executive Vice President Of Talent Buying over at Rockwood Music Hall. So if you don't go on facebook right now and wish him a happy birthday you'll be relegating yourself to the 3pm slot on a Sunday afternoon for the rest of your pathetic little music career life. Pucker up bitches!
M
P.S. I'm gonna listen to the new All Night Chemist's album right after I finish up with side 2 of The Idiot.
P.P.S. You should too.
P.P.P.S. Both of 'em.
P.P.P.P.S. If you didn't already, you should click on the words All Night Chemist's and get yourself redirected to a page where you can download the album for free.
P.P.P.P.P.S. Because I told you to.
P.P.P.P.P.P.S. KOBE!
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