carey wolff, merkin, bill pohl, blood of the sun
fell by the wreck last night for the first time in awhile. tina pack said it was closed this past wednesday because an electrical switchbox blew up. looks like the no-shit final show there will be sub oslo on september 30th. on this particular night, carey wolff was sharing the small "wreck west" stage with amy royer, kinda like he does with scott copeland at 6th street live on wednesday nights. carey said he played the allgood cafe in dallas with spyche and reggie rueffer last week and got a good response. "the people there actually _listened_," he said. unfortunately, you couldn't say the same for some of the folks at the wreck, particularly the tool who kept yelling for hendrix and made annoying noises at the end of each line while carey was singing "19 years."
finally got to see a merkin show for the first time since fredfest. cameron and chris told me they were originally gonna give me an inflatable godzilla for my b-day before lee-boy said "let's get him an amp!" the boyzzz from river oaks, who've been gigging a lot lately at froggy bottoms near their home turf, played their asses off to a small crowd of "their peeps." chris said, "it felt like we were rehearsing; in fact, we _hadn't_ rehearsed," and there was lotsa onstage banter, including a request from cameron that the crowd _get up_ instead of perching on stools at the tables along the wall, which is a damn silly way to take in a rawk show, if you ask me. carey blackwell was there, sittin' on the monitor, his devil sign held high. my sweetie took some pics which will undoubtedly be posted later, either here or on her photo blog.
"bill pohl street patrol" was prolly a misnomer for citizen patrol, the name bill's been using for the trio consisting of his underground railroad compadre kurt rongey on drums and sequencing, rick read on bass and chapman stick, and bill his own self on gtr, of course. they played a mix of material from u.r. and the old bill pohl trio. bill started to call a mahavishnu orchestra number, but thought better of it; have to wait for the next incarnation of mad jack mcmaddd(d) (which is up to five d's now, i think) to hear thatun. ex-mad jack drummer dave gryder was in the house, too -- he's the ivory-tinkling evil genius behind headliners blood of the sun -- but he didn't share the stage with bill this time.
we cut out not long after blood of the sun's set started, since we were walking and i'd had too many tequila shots thanks to the generosity of cameron from merkin and carlos from tongue (who'd finished a set a froggy bottoms earlier). b.o.t.s. gtrist richard hurley sez that they're having in blood we rock remastered to correct its "squashed" sound, and that after their current run of shows is done, they're gonna concentrate on writing material for a planned session with ex-ted nugent vocalist derek st. holmes (whose name inspahrd one of the characters in spinal tap).
das ist alles.
finally got to see a merkin show for the first time since fredfest. cameron and chris told me they were originally gonna give me an inflatable godzilla for my b-day before lee-boy said "let's get him an amp!" the boyzzz from river oaks, who've been gigging a lot lately at froggy bottoms near their home turf, played their asses off to a small crowd of "their peeps." chris said, "it felt like we were rehearsing; in fact, we _hadn't_ rehearsed," and there was lotsa onstage banter, including a request from cameron that the crowd _get up_ instead of perching on stools at the tables along the wall, which is a damn silly way to take in a rawk show, if you ask me. carey blackwell was there, sittin' on the monitor, his devil sign held high. my sweetie took some pics which will undoubtedly be posted later, either here or on her photo blog.
"bill pohl street patrol" was prolly a misnomer for citizen patrol, the name bill's been using for the trio consisting of his underground railroad compadre kurt rongey on drums and sequencing, rick read on bass and chapman stick, and bill his own self on gtr, of course. they played a mix of material from u.r. and the old bill pohl trio. bill started to call a mahavishnu orchestra number, but thought better of it; have to wait for the next incarnation of mad jack mcmaddd(d) (which is up to five d's now, i think) to hear thatun. ex-mad jack drummer dave gryder was in the house, too -- he's the ivory-tinkling evil genius behind headliners blood of the sun -- but he didn't share the stage with bill this time.
we cut out not long after blood of the sun's set started, since we were walking and i'd had too many tequila shots thanks to the generosity of cameron from merkin and carlos from tongue (who'd finished a set a froggy bottoms earlier). b.o.t.s. gtrist richard hurley sez that they're having in blood we rock remastered to correct its "squashed" sound, and that after their current run of shows is done, they're gonna concentrate on writing material for a planned session with ex-ted nugent vocalist derek st. holmes (whose name inspahrd one of the characters in spinal tap).
das ist alles.
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