Tuesday, November 8, 2011

WHOA!!! INCEPTION META MINDFUCK. Be sure to click ALL the links

                
                Hey guys, what's going on?  Sioux Falls is doing same as it ever was, except way way better.  We very recently played our first Oregon show ever in the history of the universe and all that may or may not have come before and what a show it was.  We played with this super cool band called Animal Eyes (if you'd like to listen to their music [which would definitely be in your best interest] go here [as you can see, I've recently jumped aboard the, likely, already fading trend of embedding links in otherwise unassuming text e.g. Robots are my favorite]) and had a really great time.  For a full summary of the show, please continue below.  For a full summary of "Bankok Dangerous" with Nicholas Cage, go here (Spoiler Alert: that movie sucks [I don't actually know because I haven't actually seen the "film" in question but I have read other spoiler alerts pertaining to the same "film" in question, alleging similar quality {or lack thereof <unless your idea of "quality" is SUCKING- HAHAHA>}).  Apparently "Joe," played by Mr. Cage, is quite the badass.  Who'd of thunk it?
                 The night of the show, we packed up all our cool band stuff (instruments, amplifiers, Grade-A positive attitudes etc.) and began an arduous journey of Oregon Trail-like proportions (a thirty minute drive in comfortable 21st century automobiles) to the far away, tight-knit community (I dunno, maybe?) of Forest Grove.  Upon arriving at the "Grove" as it's affectionately called by its indigenous peoples, we unloaded all of the same cool band stuff into the loving arms (house) of our dear friend Geran Wales, who incidentally would have been a way cooler protagonist in Bankok Dangerous (not Geran Wales playing the down-on-his-luck assassin but Geran Wales playing Geran Wales [Spoiler Alert: That would most definitely not suck).  We tuned up and before we even got 1/4 way into our new hit single, the power went out (hopefully because of how hard we were rawking).  Some super electrical engineering whiz guy quickly returned the flowing Tesla juice to our tools of rawkage and the crowd was gracious enough to let us play the same hit single again, this time with the last 3/4 intact.  A few songs later, my strap broke and throughout the set was repeatedly "fixed" with a number of items including duck tape, other tape, and great quantities of rubber bands (eventually we gave up and I was made to stand with one leg on a chair, looking and feeling like a super tuff power stance rockstar [much like Manowar {if you took the time to watch those awesome videos, bursting with virility}] until my glutes gave out under the weight of my newfound manliness and our closing song was performed from a (mostly) sitting position).  Fred kicked arse, Jay kicked arse and Sioux Falls had a grand ol time.  1/3 of our set was comprised of brand spankin' new songs and we even threw in a cover tune by everyone's middle school self's favorite Pop-Punk band.  Just kidding- Fuck those guys, Blink rules 4ever.  We covered Adam's Song and it was awesome (not the rick roll you were looking for?  Rick Astley's version may sound way better, but Barry Manilow's is way creepier.  As to which version is truly superior, only the gods may decide).   
                So where does that leave us?  We've already got another house show lined up and I'm in the process of acquiring a top secret list of venues to start emailing so that should be pretty cool.  Check out this sweet band my co-worker turned me onto:  Bear Vs. Shark (sorry, youtube wouldn't let me embed it so you'll have to exert even more unnecessary energy and once again click on the link.  It's worth it though, they're super cool).  I usually, as a rule, hate music considered "post-hardcore" which to me, means this .  Bear Vs. Shark's particular brand of "post-hardcore," however, is awesome because it embodies what, in a perfect world devoid of tangential techno-screamo breakdowns (see link in last sentence), "post-hardcore" should mean: The manic energy of bands like Minor Threat, combined with cool melodies and greater musical depth (which is why I might be inclined to label Modest Mouse as "post-hardcore."  I might even call us "post-hardcore" in certain respects).  Check out Bear Vs. Shark.  From what I've heard, they're pretty cool.
                We'll keep ya posted.

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