The musings, politics, frustrations and triumphs of an extrovertedly introverted musician from Philadelphia, PA.
Next shows: Blue Scheme: Wed., November 12 (blue scheme on last), Grape Street Pub [Manayunk], w/Lazlo and Secret Society, 105 Grape St., Philadelphia, $5, 21+, Doors at 9:00 pm
Wed., November 19 (blue scheme on first) Malokai's/Club 218 South [Center City], w/TBA 218 South St., Philadelphia $6, 21+, Doors at 9:00 pm
Fri., November 21 (blue scheme on second) Tokio Ballroom [Center City], w/Wellstar and Heather G 122 Lombard St., Philadelphia $5, 21+. Doors at 8:00 pm Yellow Brain: Saturday, December 27, Fergie's Pub, 1214 Sansom, Philadelphia, 9:30pm
Now that I've got your attention, hello again! That title has nothing to do with the rest of this entry, although it is a reference to a joke a friend and I often bring up about fictional Bryn Mawr College dance parties. It doesn't look funny, but it actually is, so you'll just have to take my word for it.
In an effort to get back into writing in my blog more often, I'm going to start writing. In my blog. More often.
Easy as 3.14159.
Bad jokes aside, why the hell is pie so easy? Is pie really all that easy? Is it easy like a Sunday morning? Or is it only easy when in the presence of Jason Biggs?
Yuck. I hope not.
Anyway, Blue Scheme is back in the studio again tonight, mixing the last batch of songs. It will be nice to get this done. It will also be nice to get some more shows.
I'm getting the opportunity to play more shows these days, in spite of myself and in some cases, sight unseen. Or sound unheard, I suppose.
Yellowbrain's got a show next week at L'hexagone, which should be a good time. I made up a flyer that I think is kind of cool. And the week after, apparently I'll be playing with Pete from Yellowbrain and James "Super Duper" Cooper from Old Roy with rhymes by Herbie D, formerly of Fathead.
I must mention that James recently came back from gigging with Les Nubians in Orlando, New Orleans, and another southern city I don't remember off the top of my head. What an awesome gig. I'm overwhelmingly happy for him. That had to have been a great experience. I didn't get a chance to talk with him at length about it, but I imagine I'll probably get together with him at the Last Drop Coffeehouse or something, and he can tell me more about it.
This coming Thursday, I'm playing at the Dawson Street Pub. I have no idea what I'll be playing, but I know that I'll be there, as will Pete Gaudioso. This guy Bruce (not to be confused with Bruce Torres, a Fergie's regular) asked a bunch of us to play a show here this Thursday. How he got a show there, and why he's just now securing the musicians for it, I have no idea. There's also some such about a tour bus and being rock stars for a night or something or other.
Obviously, I know what's going on.
But a show's a show, and music is fun, and at the very least, if it leads to an interesting story to tell friends over coffee that doesn't end in my untimely demise, I'll take it.
Anyway...in news regarding life-changing events, I met an extremely hot blonde (in reference to Nammy karaoke, the entry from June 12).
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