It's September 5th and fall seems to have started, reminding us that the terrible truth of winter is coming, that Cold House is indeed a damned cold house, and that we're not far off at all from being stuck in front of our space heaters for five miserable months.
Historically, rather than enjoying this nice weather, I become an obsessive planner of hibernation. Last year I spent the Five Miserable Months glued to craigslist trying to gather an arsenal of gigantic amplifiers for a doom metal band, in an effort to be as awesome as
The Body, a band from Providence R.I. that most of us have seen several times by now, or twenty times, or heard from our apartments two miles away. After blowing up three expensive speaker cabs, tearing up floorboards in our practice room, and causing a light-fixture to break over my partner-in-doom's shoulder, I realized that I was no Body, and that the only way they get to practice must be by touring constantly enough to never get evicted / lynched by townsfolk.
The Body will be playing @
The Studded Bird on
9/29. Check em out and try not to shit your pants.
(Note: Allow yourself to shit your pants, because the alternative can be lung collapse. Higher risk groups include tall, skinny, male smokers, or in other words, all of us)
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But again, let's not enjoy the present, let's return to the reality of approaching winter.
This year I'm gonna get a fucking god damn sonofabitching recording setup.
I swear it! This time is the time! I've tried to get on this for years, and it's never happened. This shit is expensive as hell, and I don't understand how anyone I know has any of it, but I'm gonna somehow fucking finally DO IT, even if it means getting the dreaded
SECOND JOB or trying the ultra-dreaded
SOBER PERIOD or returning to
RAMEN LIFESTYLE. If this actually happens, I'll have an enjoyable spot to sit in front of a space heater, and my Five Miserable Months can make the transition into becoming my Five Productive Months.
The only way in which this relates to Strictest Sense is that winter will be prolific, one way or another. We'll be putting out other people's tapes instead of just our own projects, we'll hopefully record and release a full-length Scammers album, and we'll start working on the distro side of the business. The pivotal choice to make is whether or not we should continue to be a constant touring band (which keeps us permanently broke/in debt and would have us out of town for January and parts of February) or if we should become a recording act / real record label / house venue.
Meanwhile, Jeremiah James (Be/Non, Umberto, Shit-tons of other stuff) and myself are about to go on a 3 day Scammers meta-tour to Minneapolis, Sioux Falls, and Lincoln. We've had two practice sesh's now, so the shows should be fraught with danger. I'm excited. It's a beautiful time of year and leaving town is my kind of way to spend it.
