Friday, February 16, 2007

These Are My Confessions.

>>>Pick of the Week. I know it's been a while since I've done one, but better late than never is what I always say...

Since they're playing tonight and I've had this song, "Behold the Wolf," playing on constant repeat because of how well the harmonies are intertwined throughout, I'm picking Summerbirds in the Cellar. They'll be playing somewhere in the time frame of 8:30 at Smith's Olde Bar. Upstairs. I will be leaving there with a copy of the full recorded material, I promise you that. Oh, the show is a mere $6, and the line-up tonight is phenomenal. Do yourself a favor and GO. You can point and laugh at me and my intoxication.

>>>Dick of the Week. Also haven't done one of these in a while. But I have one this week. A certain singer with a very non-gay haircut had the audacity to email me and inform me that despite the fact that I have been good to him, that will not, (and I'm going to quote this because it was so good) "help my chances with the nookie." Nookie? First of all, I'm sorry you think I'm that desperate for "nookie." Second of all, you might want to remember what my iPhoto Library holds before you get so, ahem, "cocky."

>>>Last night I went up to Smith's for the BMI showcase. I give props to all involved in putting that together, because I thought it was a success. I caught a few things to speak of, I suppose.

---->I saw a couple of songs of Andy Zipf. It wasn't bad, although I make it no secret that I'm not fond of that whole singer/songwriter thing, as it tends to bore me after about 2 songs. The guy has a super voice.

---->I also caught half of a song from the Less. It's not that they weren't good, it was that they were so loud, I couldn't stand and listen to it. The small snippet I did hear sounded a little bit like that pop-punk stuff. More pop rock than punk, though.

--->And then I saw about three songs of Nathan Angelo. So, I couldn't place what it reminded me of. Although, finally, while showering this morning, a comparison to the sound of "Sunday Morning" by Maroon 5 came to mind. This is in addition to the pool of artists like Teddy Geiger, Michael McDonald, and a few others that my escort and I came up with. Piano rock. My escort liked it so much that he actually cried a little when he learned he was a dollar short of being able to purchase the CD. Poor guy. Maybe next time...

>>>Finally for today, Ally mentioned this to me last week, and the funny thing is that I thought about doing it, but never really got proactive about it. Since this blog is "Confessions," we're going to ask local rockstars to confess something to us that we can use. We managed to collect one at the Devil Stole the Beat launch party, and I managed to collect one last night. The juicier the better, but baby steps, people, baby steps. Andy Lee, the drummer for a superb act called Estates, who we have spoken highly of here, told us that sometimes when he's in the car, and Three Days Grace comes on the radio, he doesn't change the station. I think he may have even said he sings along. I'll save the other confession for another time.
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