Just thought I’d post a quick note to let everyone know that Dash Eight won the first round of the WRNR “Land Your Band” competition. The grand prize is a trip to Epic Records in N.Y.C. to meet with some guys about the small matter of a record contract. Big ups to Thom for coming out and representing the C.O.T. crew. Next round is in August- I’ll keep everyone updated. 🙂
when in maryland-- --a world of lawns and the requisite mowers fields of soy and sky-- --don't forget to look for me i'll be the one tending to his lawn eating crabcakes reading the paper under a tree and... Man fuck that. I won't be doing any of that shit.
Dash Eight have emerged from a field of almost 40 bands as the victor of Salisbury University’s “Battle of the Bands”. As a result, they will be playing Salisbury’s annual Field Day along with Viv, The Starting Line and Talib Kweli. (Talib Kweli!!!!!) Check ’em out at the ever-evolving dasheight.com
Also, be sure to check out Hordak’s reccomended pick of the week, Derby Lane. These guys are destined for big things, and I feel lucky to be a friend of such a promising bunch of musicians. I hope these guys get everything they deserve– which is a lot. Pop fans, be sure to dig into “Guess What Girls”. Hooks a mile wide.
Can I get a moment of silence, and a poured sip of your 40 of choice?
Mitch Hedberg. Damn.
Bear said to put it back, so here it is:
I be lovin’ me some lists. Especially the music ones. So, after listing your top 10 current picks, I ask: what are your top 20 albums of ALL TIME????? (Imagine the booming echo) These should be the most important albums in your life, not just a list of what you believe to be the most important albums in the history of rock. And in no particular order, of course. For me? Check it:
- Radiohead – OK Computer/Kid A/Hail to the Thief (I know, I’m cheating.)
- U2 – Achtung Baby/Rattle and Hum/Wide Awake in America (Still cheating…)
- Pixies – Doolittle/Trompe le Monde/Surfer Rosa (Will continue to cheat. Get over it.)
- Flaming Lips – Yoshimi Battles the Pink Robots/Soft Bulletin
- Toad the Wet Sprocket – Dulcinea
- Whiskeytown – Pneumonia
- Chris Whitley – Dirt Floor/Terra Incognita
- Wilco – Summerteeth/Being There/Yankee Hotel Foxtrot
- Replacements – Pleased to Meet Me/Tim/All Shook Down
- Elliot Smith – Figure 8/XO
- Smiths – Louder Than Bombs/Peel Sessions/The Queen is Dead/Strangeways, Here We Come
- Old Dirty Bastard – N***A PLEASE/Return to the 36 Chambers, the 37th Chamber
- Beatles – White Album/Revolver/Sgt. Pepper
- Depeche Mode – Violator
- Badly Drawn Boy – The Hour of Bewilderbeast
- Oasis – Definitely Maybe
- John Frusciante – To Record Only Water for Ten Days
- R.E.M. – Automatic For the People
- Coldplay – Parachutes/Rush of Blood to the Head
- Kashmir – Zitilites
Ok, so I bent the rules. A LOT. Meh.
i'd rather be anywhere anywhere i can run to anywhere that's dark secluded any place at all anywhere i can count an endless string of worries anywhere you aren't and they aren't i can make it all STOP. (i can't...) just wanted you to know that i think about you and in the soft glow of a computer monitor my face looks sunken, sallow as i rattle off this self-indulgent poetry casting myself as the nostalgic hero who never worries and always feels good about things who is perpetually 22 and everything to you.
I swear, if I ever meet the guy who invented Hawaiian Punch, I’m gonna’ kick his ass for making me crave his sweet, sweet polynesian crack on an hourly basis. I’m sending that bitch the medical bills when I’m finally diagnosed with Diabetes.
So, here I am. Late to the party, as per usual. Apologies.
Great gig this past weekend. Landed a resident booking. More on the horizon.
Finally free of the bruises which plagued me in the wake of the car crash. “In an interstellar buuuuuuuurst, I’m back to save the uuuuu-huuuuu-niverse.”
More news to come. For now, a warm bed beckons.
I’ve been trying to write some music around which to frame Mike’s poem from a little further down.
These lines in particular really got to me:
sought where it isn’t
the grass uncut
as mist falls
wrappers and cans
round beneath the rusted bridge
where a man hangs
by a cable”
” maps litter the backseat
taken from the center
where the man speaks a history
that turns in and over itself
wrapping me by”
I think there’s a song in there. A really pretty/creepy song.
Also, I need to get this whole new site thing figured out so I can post the newest recordings we’ve been working on. We’ve settled on the name Dash Eight (a nod to Piedmont/Chesapeake air and the Wico./O.C. Regional airport at which Mike and I always seem to end up…) That’s right- we have a name for real this time! Website can’t be too far behind, can it? Stay tuned. For a while.