To further demonstrate the dismal state of the local music scene I bring you last night's synopsis. First of all it was good that nobody I knew went. I am not sure what the awesome promoter of this show was thinking or what drugs he was on but $15 ticket prices for a local show is a little outrageous. Here is the deal:
First of all we were scheduled to originally play at 9:30pm which would have been nice though there wouldn't have been many people. I am sitting at work right at this moment after a nice three hour nap last night, if we would have played at 9:30 I would have gotten some more of my beauty sleep. BUT they bumped us to 11:30, shitty for my sleeping habits but good for our exposure to the crowd. Everything would have been fine and dandy until the guy before us decided to play two sets IN A ROW. He plays probably 7-8 songs, then gets off stage. We think 'sweet we can get this shit over with'. BUT NO....some old guy in a plastic green hat decides that he gets to sing an operatic song complete with backing acoustic guitar track. Probably some sort of Irish thing I think, but at least we will get to play after his one song. Too good to be true. The rapper guy before us again gets on stage and plays, get this, SIX MORE SONGS! Ridiculous. My patience growing very very very thin, I retreat into introvert mode remaining silent for the majority of the remainder of the night. So that time comes when we finally get the go ahead to set up which is at 12:30am, leaving us ready to play at 12:45am. We begin. First two songs are hype, as they say in the ghetto back alleys of Maryvale. We are in the middle of our third song when suddenly the lights on the stage go off and the PA turns off. Though the PA was off, my bass was still powered so the drummer and I busted into a drum n bass spasmodic improv piece worthy of any avant garde music experiment complete with hyperspeed notes on my bass and manic drumming.
I am instantly returned to one gig we did at a park in south phoenix where the sound guy turned us off suddenly because we were using silent curse words that even we did not know about. Still trying to figure out how he got that subsonic hearing.
But I digress, short story long, we got through two and a half songs which we started over an hour late because of the "awesome krunk demigod's" overly long and drawn out set and then got shut off. Rumor has it somebody was smoking the green Irish weed somewhere in the vicinity fo the venue(which happened to be the VENUE OF SCOTTSDALE, A side note: I smelt the green odor throughout the night in the back parking lot, curious they only shut it down later into the night ) and they decided to shut down the show, not only screwing us but also the remaining two acts that didn't even get to play. So my middle finger salute to John Durham and all of his cronies at the Venue of scottsdale, your promotional skills are as legendary as they were when you jacked us for cash back in my days with Seventh Gear, which was seven long years ago. Some thing never change. Once a shiester always a shiester.