Thursday, July 08, 2004
Alright ya'll... get ready for something dark and stormy.
We're in the song-writing stages, paving the way for our moody, oceanic score of [or, the whale]... julio crockett's poetic-epic-lovestory re-telling of Herman Melville's Moby-Dick, set to go down on the East and West Coast in August 2004.
The West Coast test drive is set to premier at the Hangar 1018 on Friday the 13th, August 2004. There will be music, film, theater, and a bunch of other wackery that night. The Hangar is well-known for its events, and we're pleased to be putting in an appearance there. Lisa Dee has graced their space on more than one occassion already (singing with Killsonic and If) and it's about time the Evangenitals paid the place a visit, en masse.
Immediately following the Hangar experience -- as in, the very next night -- we're playing with Fuzzard and Eagle & Talon at Mr T's Bowl in Highland Park. It's kinda sorta a bit of a farewell party, since we're taking off to Maine the very next day after that for the East Coast Real Deal Big Show Premier of the Full Blown Theatrical Extravaganza:
[or, the whale]
We're performing it in a flippin' CASTLE lookin' CHURCH building, and we're pretty dang excited about it!
Wednesday, July 07, 2004
Holy Shitballs, folks. We are moving on up, my friends...
At the last El Cid show, freakin' Dwight Yoakam's long-time drummer Jeff Donovan backed us up on Fuzzard's full-size drum kit. Lucky, lucky us. I felt like there was a freight train driving at my back... and it was fucking awesome.
How'd we get so lucky? Jeff Donovan just happens to be a friend and neighbor of our dubious and dastardly bass player Jeff Jones (who doesn't have a computator and is therefore endlessly mussed with, by us, without knowing a dang thing about it).
Donovan wasn't busy that night, so he jumped on board to lay down some serious backbone on Never Again, Gasoline, and our dark and oceanic pirate cover of Ween's Cold Blows the Wind.
The set was dope. The crowd was fly. The Evangenitals were in the groove. So much love all over the place. Ridiculously good times. I was wearing an Evangenitals t-shirt and no shoes, feeling like I was right at home in a REAL band.
Addi (the balloon guy) joined us for our standard pre-show dinner of Mahi-Mahi with a side of organic brown rice and cuban black beans and was amazed to discover that the 'genitals are all actually friends who enjoy each other's company. It's pretty surreal. We all work together in a rather untraditional office-space, we all live together in the Echo Street complex in Highland Park, California, USA.
Highland Parque -- lovingly called the "HP" by those in the know -- as the neighborhood itself emits a Higher Power Spirit Vibe that has the ability to save souls and soothe savage peoples. It also has 3 tacos for a dollar joints, a $4 movie theater, a secret lake up in the hills, the Southwest Museum (LA's oldest museum, which could always use your support), and the infamous Mr T's Bowl.
The greatest place on earth. Just for today. Come on down.
At the last El Cid show, freakin' Dwight Yoakam's long-time drummer Jeff Donovan backed us up on Fuzzard's full-size drum kit. Lucky, lucky us. I felt like there was a freight train driving at my back... and it was fucking awesome.
How'd we get so lucky? Jeff Donovan just happens to be a friend and neighbor of our dubious and dastardly bass player Jeff Jones (who doesn't have a computator and is therefore endlessly mussed with, by us, without knowing a dang thing about it).
Donovan wasn't busy that night, so he jumped on board to lay down some serious backbone on Never Again, Gasoline, and our dark and oceanic pirate cover of Ween's Cold Blows the Wind.
The set was dope. The crowd was fly. The Evangenitals were in the groove. So much love all over the place. Ridiculously good times. I was wearing an Evangenitals t-shirt and no shoes, feeling like I was right at home in a REAL band.
Addi (the balloon guy) joined us for our standard pre-show dinner of Mahi-Mahi with a side of organic brown rice and cuban black beans and was amazed to discover that the 'genitals are all actually friends who enjoy each other's company. It's pretty surreal. We all work together in a rather untraditional office-space, we all live together in the Echo Street complex in Highland Park, California, USA.
Highland Parque -- lovingly called the "HP" by those in the know -- as the neighborhood itself emits a Higher Power Spirit Vibe that has the ability to save souls and soothe savage peoples. It also has 3 tacos for a dollar joints, a $4 movie theater, a secret lake up in the hills, the Southwest Museum (LA's oldest museum, which could always use your support), and the infamous Mr T's Bowl.
The greatest place on earth. Just for today. Come on down.
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