Our Club got shut down before we named it and before the third show. What a shame. Cops came, neighbors were pissed, and landlord said no more shows. What a shame. We had a big sound system hooked up, a bunch of lights, so much shit we were flipping breakers like hippies candy flip. Shit was loud. May have been the sound system, may have been the keg of PBR, but the cops came. Our club got shut down. Tears run down my face. All the hard work setting all this shit up is down the drain. But so is the life of a FREE-lance Audio guy. I got a bunch of free gear, volunteered my time, and cranked them dB's up so loud, it is over. (Actually, the problem was the hipster drunk fucks that came to this show that were partying in multiple neighbors yards at 2am, who in turned got pissed and called the cops).
On a good note, the show kicked ass, unlike last week which had a bunch of tone deaf fools. Highlight, a group called the Ad Astra Arkestra. My friends that live in the warehouse are in this band, and it is a 7 person group, everyone plays an instrument, and everyone has percussion all around them. It is dancy, not like four on the floor, but like Medeski Martin and Wood dancy, or Futureman dancy. It was dope. Got some pics.
that dude standing next to you is on a rolly chair. you guys are living on the edge over there.
ReplyDeleteThe dangerous part was that the keg was floating by that time. Also dangerous, that dude is the Italian-decent Kansas version of "Yard of Beef" Kevin. His name is Anthony, and he is goddamn lunatic.
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