Really big friday night back-to-back gig weekend for Please Standby. First we had a hot house party unicef charity show engagement hosted by the lovely Paige Bartel alongside Treble Warriors, Light 'Em Up Tiger, and the ever-popular Love & Terror Cult. Following that was another hot gig of ripping down the street at Marcello's with, you guessed it, LTC, Luke Mitchell and Zaddy! What a night! God damn!
That's what would have happened if I hadn't been vomiting from 9:00pm-3:00am.
Check in next week for more Alex Brett fail!
17.10.09
xtigerxpantherx
matt. miller makes his first appearance in the blog-zone.
big gig last nite. lots of tigers roaming around in the zoo. light'em up tiger (http://www.myspace.com/lightemuptiger) joined us in another attempt to keep mississauga's tailspin of a music scene together. along with bulletproof tiger (http://www.myspace.com/bulletprooftiger) from windsor, who brought out the crazy instrumental tapcore. as well as tiger in vacuum (aka life in vacuum http://www.myspace.com/lifeinvacuum) who are my favorite band from waterloo.
lesson learned: don't try to pull off 4 bands in a night at marcellos or you will not leave until 2:30am.
also, i'd like to correct slim's slip in the last blog. we've been a band for TWO years not THREE. as we head into our 3rd year of throat-punching and white russians there are rumors running rampant that year 3 means a 3rd member will be added.
i (of course) cannot confirm or deny those reports.
big gig last nite. lots of tigers roaming around in the zoo. light'em up tiger (http://www.myspace.com/lightemuptiger) joined us in another attempt to keep mississauga's tailspin of a music scene together. along with bulletproof tiger (http://www.myspace.com/bulletprooftiger) from windsor, who brought out the crazy instrumental tapcore. as well as tiger in vacuum (aka life in vacuum http://www.myspace.com/lifeinvacuum) who are my favorite band from waterloo.
lesson learned: don't try to pull off 4 bands in a night at marcellos or you will not leave until 2:30am.
also, i'd like to correct slim's slip in the last blog. we've been a band for TWO years not THREE. as we head into our 3rd year of throat-punching and white russians there are rumors running rampant that year 3 means a 3rd member will be added.
i (of course) cannot confirm or deny those reports.
15.10.09
It's fucking minimalism people!
Don't get me wrong, I'd love to post pictures on this blog, but neither of us own a digital camera. That's probably a good thing since digital cameras (along with tuning) are for posers. And we all know that the best shots are taken by disposable cameras. But those cost money too. Basically, if it isn't free, we won't do it. Just let the descriptive power of the blog's language create all the visuals you could ever desire.
Furthermore, we're over 3 years old now.
Furthermore, big surprise on the way.
Furthermore, we're over 3 years old now.
Furthermore, big surprise on the way.
11.10.09
Alex Brett personal hygeine update
I have been sick in my house for the last four days.
I have not had a cigarette in the last three days.
Yesterday I bought my first stick of deodorant in over three years. I am excited to apply it for the first time.
I have been out of contact with Matt for three days. I have no information about his condition. Cross your fingers. This usually isn't a good sign.
I have not had a cigarette in the last three days.
Yesterday I bought my first stick of deodorant in over three years. I am excited to apply it for the first time.
I have been out of contact with Matt for three days. I have no information about his condition. Cross your fingers. This usually isn't a good sign.
5.10.09
Follow the Canal! Punk slamz, beer charity, getting lost in the maze of bloomin' onions and James Brown covers:
Time for our weekly update (since we did stuff this week). Friday night Please Stand by attended the Burnitdowns' cd release show at racho relaxo which was fucking killer. I got the new cd which rules, and I will disinterestedly hype it on this high-traffic blog out of pure love. Hopefully our webmaster doesn't complain. I stopped paying attention to the contents of my wallet over the course of the night, but the main thing is that I got drunk. Forgetting where that $60 went the morning after is irrelevant. Burnitdowns rule. As do Blind Cats, Cool Dad, and the Strumbrellas (who performed under a fake name that night due to some bullshit-sounding contract with Clinton's- but the band ruled!). Did I mention I got drunk?
On Saturday I slept it off and Matt and I drove to Welland to play during thier food festival. It was pretty rad. Although we couldn't figure out where the fuck we were going to play at first. After wandering around the town and asking at the information booth, we finally got our shit together, despite the fact that I had essentially given up hope of playing and had reconciled myself to eating street meat for the rest of the day. Turns out the stage was 20 feet away from where I'd originally parked.
Highlight of the lovely outdoor set came when Matt mentioned how thirsty he was for alcohol after singing. A dude on a bike with two babies rode up to the stage. I thought he was a bike cop (with babies) pulling out a taser, but instead he pulled out two beers, gave them to Matt, and rode away. Amazing. Matt also learned that smoking and singing simultaneously isn't the best combination for throat comfort.
I was charmed by the fact that over 50% of the male population of Welland wear jean jackets, smoke cigarettes, and grow enormous moustaches. I think I've just found a good location for my retirement from whatever.
Before leaving Welland I bought a jar of blueberry honey for my mom. Wanna fight about it?
On Saturday I slept it off and Matt and I drove to Welland to play during thier food festival. It was pretty rad. Although we couldn't figure out where the fuck we were going to play at first. After wandering around the town and asking at the information booth, we finally got our shit together, despite the fact that I had essentially given up hope of playing and had reconciled myself to eating street meat for the rest of the day. Turns out the stage was 20 feet away from where I'd originally parked.
Highlight of the lovely outdoor set came when Matt mentioned how thirsty he was for alcohol after singing. A dude on a bike with two babies rode up to the stage. I thought he was a bike cop (with babies) pulling out a taser, but instead he pulled out two beers, gave them to Matt, and rode away. Amazing. Matt also learned that smoking and singing simultaneously isn't the best combination for throat comfort.
I was charmed by the fact that over 50% of the male population of Welland wear jean jackets, smoke cigarettes, and grow enormous moustaches. I think I've just found a good location for my retirement from whatever.
Before leaving Welland I bought a jar of blueberry honey for my mom. Wanna fight about it?
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