saturday november 20th

Right now I'm on my in-law's computer, home for Thanksgiving. It's really hard right now trying to send my mind back to this past weekend. It's all just color blocks and really good music. And was there actually moshing going on???? How come I missed this?!!
I want to draw a picture of Celine with wings coming down to the bar to save me from the wrath of heavy drinkers that night!!! Thank you!

ANYWAY

This weekend started with Gabe of o'death coming to visit early to shoot a video for their new album. He handmade masks using melted skin wax flesh and a bed frame chipped into splintery wood slivers, whited out graduation robe, and flying machine flashlight eyes cute monster.

Skeletonbreath started the night with one of the most beautiful sets I've heard them play. Really the liveliest. I think they've been recharged by some new energy- it can only come to life in that stingingly satisfying way filtered through the songs they write. Whenever I see them play, I can't believe what I'm hearing. I can only describe it as a flock of birds that know which way to go always, psychic. I didn't even get to watch them this time with the horde all over the furniture. The feeling of birds must have come from my mind painting to the sound. So exceptional.

The Woes. Sometimes the musicians change or grow in number or slim down to just Osei (which is amazing). But Saturday nights group felt really perfect. Osei has this honey rich voice, that no one could ever imitate. It really defines their music. I'm constantly impressed by the way the room handles sound. His vocals floated above the music and weaved in and out of it. Their music is like an ethereal carnival of sweet and mellow. It swells and falls without ever a carny shrillness. Ok, it's like a carnival with caramel apples and the smell of caramel and cotton candy and soft grass at sunset, but it doesn't get freaky once the sun goes down and kids high on acid start filtering in.

o'death. ridiculous. it's ridiculous what a huge fan I am of this band. sometimes it sucks just a little that I'm married to the lead singer. Their new album (out March 1st..) is something that haunts me everyday now. I have it on the moment Greg leaves and let it play continuously until he returns and I have to hide my obsession a little. No new songs in their set that night but a rebirth were the older songs they played. They are definitely a band that's so hard to watch without being infected by a strange energy. I couldn't see them at all. It was great actually to experience it so live but without the visual, and still feel it's effect on me. The sound was so tight, like they'd been on the road for two months. I think there were a lot of newcomers to their music that night and you could tell. A lot of people had a look of shock and joy on their faces. When they played I reviewed the room and everyone had a smile on their face, such a great feeling.

Jacob and the House of  Fire. If you stayed for the epic end to this night...well please keep watch for this band's return, as we will be building an incredible night around them when they come back. Our big build-up for their set was a teaser of 3 beautiful songs. A lot (a lot!) of people came out especially to see these guys. Definitely a bitter-sweet night- the fire alarm went off and the entire 140 main st. had to evacuate the building (tenants and all). There was no way of turning the alarm off without the fire department and they came and very dramatically all garbed up marched through every room and storefront that 140 main encompasses. Jacob and the House of Fire were heartbroken. A long night of waiting to play and working up to it fed by the energy in the room. Apologies to all their fans that came (some of you from far away) to experience their music that night.

Thanks, everyone who came out. We are so touched by the response to the show. Thank you for drinking so much that we sold out of most of our beer, and for the smell of sweat and booze that still lingers a little.