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Saturday, August 27, 2011

Walking In The Footsteps

Word cannot begin to describe how much fun I had tonight at the Marquee Theater in Tempe. It has been something about three and a half years in the making and it finally happened tonight. To say it is the best show I have ever played with Riot Act is an understatement, it was the best show I have every played. In my four plus years playing shows, I have never had such an amazing gig that left me in awe after.

About three years ago I first heard of the Marquee Theater, a little behind I know, but it took me a while to settle into the music scene out here. The band I was in at the time was given a chance to play the Marquee, all we needed to do was sell 50 tickets and they would be more than happy. Our guitar player at the time said it was a bad decision and we didn't do it. That was the only shot I had at it. There were other events that fell into my lap, but were totally missed because they were about 4 months too late.

Anyway... From the stage the Marquee seems a lot smaller. It really does. Same thing with the stage. Certain angles it looks a lot smaller than what it really is. Don't get me wrong it is a big place, but it is one of those eyes are deceiving you kind of places. None the less I had a great time running around the stage and just having fun.

It wasn't just the place that has me in awe, but also during out set I noticed a few people singing along with our songs. It wasn't just our single "On Edge," but also our track "Last Fight" that I saw people singing along with. This is amazing. Something is going right when you start to see that. I can't wait to have a full record out, and people can learn all of the words. Then, that will be an interesting sight.

I have done a little research about the concert history of the Marquee, and there one show that caught my eye. In 2003, Anti-Flag headlining with Rise Against, and Against Me! as their support. Yeah, three of my favorite bands on one stage. I have played the same stage that Anti-Flag has played before, the Clubhouse, but never one with Rise Against, or Against Me! for that fact. Then I thought about it, who else has played here; Bad Religion, Bouncing Souls, Offspring, Street Dogs, just to name a glaring few. I got to walk in the footsteps of my idols tonight. I totally could feel their presents over me.

Now there is this, I just hope that we can go back there and play again some day. It is just a great place to play, and the sound was a whole lot better than what I expected. Awesome night!!!

Thursday, August 25, 2011

Another Short One

Just a reminder to myself that I need to post a political rant blog!

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Not Dead, Just Relocated

Title says it all. Home for the first time in five days. Have internet connection, besides my phone. I will be writing more in Flag this fall, especially if I do get that radio show. I'll probably start a whole new blog for that.

Sunday, August 21, 2011

On Edge....

Riot Act "On Edge" by Riot Act Official

Need I say more. How I spent my last day in Phoenix. Awesome feedback already. Lets hope it stays true.

Friday, August 19, 2011

On Edge....

Riot Act "On Edge" by Riot Act Official

Need I say more. How I spent my last day in Phoenix. Awesome feedback already. Lets hope it stays true.

Thursday, August 18, 2011

This Town Will Be The Downfall Of Us All

This is it. It was months, weeks, days, now just hours. In 48 hours I will be in my apartment in Flagstaff.

I mean, I can even go back almost two years that this has been building up from, but it is now finally happening. To say I am not nervous, or scared would be a blatant lie. I have however been feeling indifferent about everything. When things fell through last year, I was disappointed, and maybe left a lot of excitement there. I think now it is starting to settle in. It has been 11 years, going on 12 now that I have been stuck in this place. To say I had it hard would be a lie too, it has been difficult at times, but I have persevered. There is so much up that I have no idea about. The uncertainty is mysterious, and unnerving at the same time. There are so many positives coming out of this too.

The biggest that I can say I am making is the jump into a real life, if you want to call it that. A step that can take me just about anywhere, and everywhere at the same time. The jump isn't the thing that I am most concerned about, it is about all the "hardships" that I have heard about university life. It is so weird that I have to learn a new town, and get used to all its oddities. I am also going to meet a slew of new people, hopefully, too. I think that is what has me most intrigued.

If there is one thing that has me the most concerned is the chance of failure, and things going horribly wrong. There is so much that can, then again there is so much that can go right. One of those things that has concerned me.

I'm leaving Phoenix in the rearview mirror and not really going to look back. While, yes my band still is in Phoenix, I will be coming down to practice every other weekend to stay up on everything. That isn't stopping me from playing on my own in Flag though. I will be practicing almost non-stop up there.

To those who have doubted me, fuck you. I am done here. I am moving on into another more important chapter in my life. There is a good group of people around me, and a supporting cast starting to form. I am looking forward to the next year, and see where it will lead me...

"Meet me out past the train tracks, I'm leaving, and I'm not coming back...."


Tuesday, August 16, 2011

From Where I Stand

A conversation that was brought up the other day about why you want to be in a band. It was really interesting. It is obvious to see when someone is in a band for all the wrong reasons, ie: money, women, material things. Most people dream of being a rich rock star, and I did at one point too, but I have been humbled over the past few years on things, and people that I have met. Not humbled because the dream seems like such a stretch to reach, but to see how people are in the position I want to get to.

It is cliche' to want to be rich, and music famous, but there is so much more to it than that. Sometimes when I say why I want to get famous, a up the punx kind of guy would look at me and think I am nothing more than a poseur, because I stand almost for what those "underground" kids believe in. I want to get gigantic, I would be more than content with being say a Green Day kind of famous, but that is too big. I would take anything that gets thrown into the mainstream. Why you may ask, because I have a message I want to get out. If you are in a band and you want to stay submerged, and out of the spotlight, but say you have good messages, what are you doing. The point is to get it out, and let it be heard. Most of us have strong opinions about, say problems in the world or what not, but so many afraid to vocalize their beliefs. This music is meant to be a conduit for those people do it their anger, and their voice heard.

The ultimate goal for me to get out of being in a band is this, have someone come up to me at some point and say that how I handle myself, and what I have to say in song and voice changed their life for the better. I don't want to be just some material star. To me that isn't what it is about. It isn't about having overly complicated music that has a bland, boring almost self loathing kind of message, but just the opposite. Writing songs that people can make weird connections to, to rally around, to pick them up when they are down. That's what I believe in. Music is the best, and safest medicine. So many people loose sight of that, and I have seen it already along this beaten path.

When this story book closes I don't care how big the crowd, 10,000, 1,000 or even 500 come out to a show every time, I just want it to be heard. Maybe spark the inferno in someone else's mind and let them become an architect to something great. It isn't about self gain in music, and I am so tired of it.

That is where I stand, and what I want to mean someday. Nothing more, nothing less...

Thursday, August 11, 2011

You Were Right And I was Wrong

Feel privileged.

It has been an exiting three weeks. I mean, all that has been happening has been absolutely nuts, from finding different uses for the word "bacon," to near death experiences. Yeah, it has been that cool. I didn't even mention that Against Me! has been part of it twice, well that would be outside of four weeks. So you get what I am talking about.

Here's where I will begin, I start with Andrew Seward of Against Me!, this man made my Warped day that much better, besides from finding out that Jim Lindberg's new project was playing Phoenix, and I missed them last fall at Epicenter Fest. Start of the day, I send a tweet to the guys of Against Me!, and say that I'll be up on the rail, and for them to kick ass. Saw AM!'s set, went ape shit crazy the entire time in the 110 degree heat. At the end of the set, I asked for a setlist, and the roadies said they couldn't do that, so I started to walk away. Right as I was walking away, my brother grabs me by the shoulder, and points me to the security guard, the security guard was holding out a Monster can that was apparently directed to me. Not only that, according to my brother Andrew was saying "Shane, Shane." I was deaf after the show, so I didn't hear it. Shortly after the set I checked my phone and saw I had a tewwt from Andrew that read "Thanks for braving the heat with us today." (check it @ShaneAgainst.)After their set ran into Jay Weinberg, spoke with him for a few, give him one of our stickers, same with Tom Gabel, and asked him about his new label Total Treble. Then during the UK punk band Sharks set Andrew found me again, and we spoke about their set AM!'s future, and just general music. I kind of have an inside scoop on AM!'s new material that they are working on. Gave him a sticker, and told him any time that AM! is in the realm of AZ you can expect to see me up on th rail.

Cool classy guys.

Speaking of my band, how could I have forgotten. Or the narcissism. We've had quite the interesting few weeks together. So much better than it was before. I mean, a lot better.

Since Wes has joined the band we have ordered shirts, and plotted out a possible summer tour, spoken with people about playing Warped Tour in the future, and lined up to go record a single on the 18th. Not to mention we have played the Clubhouse again, and will be playing at Marquee Theater in the next two and a half weeks. Things just keep getting better... As I was typing this blog I was given a strong indication that we will be playing the Nile Theater in October. Also, we are headlining Club Red in Dec 3, which has been confirmed. Not 100% confirmed, but really close to being on the bill. So good thing coming. To anyone that my music career was over, you were obviously wrong. We have only gotten stronger. Not only as band mates, but this time it is feeling more and more like a family, not like it was before.

Flagstaff is a whole different story, I have an address, I have a place to live, now I just have to find a job. Moving out, and getting started with a real life. That doesn't mean that I am done with my band, no. We're playing in Flagstaff Nov 5, so it just goes on and on. If I get that radio show with KJACK things may get really fun this fall.

"You were right, I was wrong. This town will be the downfall of us all"

UPDATE: WE ARE IN FACT PLAYING THE NILE THEATER THIS FALL!!

Monday, August 8, 2011

The Restless Mind

Warped Tour was today. Saw Against Me! made friends with them too. They are the coolest guys that you will ever meet.

There is so much that I want to say, but sometimes I don't know how to say it. I saw her again at the show. All I could think of when I saw her was the first couple lines of Rise Against's song "Savior." It is really sad when you read the lines on a person's face, or the scars on their body, and you can tell that they are hiding something deep. Something so deep, that if they were to try and fight their demon in them, it would only defeat them. We are a species that is so good putting up facades. I know if I talked to her still, she would love my band. That is why I was so tempted to give her a flyer or sticker, but I didn't want to say anything because what I saw....

Sure enough, as I start writing this, my shuffle puts on "Savior."

Creepy...

It went from that song, to "Kristy Are You Doing Okay?" all day after seeing her. She isn't the only example that I have of a "Kristy," but she is the closest that I have to an almost flawless example of a character from a Offspring song. Just simple eye contact can bring back memories like opening a floodgate. I try not to forgot these memories, but rather keep them safe, so I don't let time fade them like a old photograph. Those who try to force bad scarring memories out will only slide, and fuck up again.

So perplexing. Then again, I may be looking at it as a purely business decision. She likes it, all pieces will fall into place. A frequented ticket sale, CD and merch purchases. Do the whole personable singer who seems like he is a friend, but is really no more than just a singer in a band who wants you to keep coming to his shows. Not how I would run. I'm too friendly at times, I'm too nice and it sucks.

I mean, there was so much that happened at Warped today, it was nuts. Concerts like that make me think, and sometimes thinking is my downfall. Then again, sometimes when my mind gets thrown into motion interesting things happen. Either way.

I shouldn't be awake anymore. I'm tired. This is all too weird.

Friday, August 5, 2011

Rise And Fall (Architects of Disaster)

“Rise And Fall (Architects of Disaster)”
I’m screaming at you,
But you don’t open your ears
The stubbornness, the ignorance is all you stand for
The writing is on the wall
Are you that blind, am I coming clear
Another turn missed, and there won’t be anymore

The lines are down, not a fucking sound
This fucking mess, is lost its innocents

We can be the ones, to tear it down
Or to make everything anew
Thought it all, with the rise and fall
I’m reaching out to you
I’m reaching out for you

Sometimes it’s that simple
Like its right in front of our face
A puzzle you left unsolved, like a forgotten song
Just let it fester, it’s okay
You are someone I can replace
So many faces in this town, do we really belong?

The lines are down, not a fucking sound
This fucking mess, is lost its innocents

We can be the ones, to tear it down
Or to make everything anew
Thought it all, with the rise and fall
I’m reaching out to you
I’m reaching out for you

The guilty pride, we hold inside
It’s just some false confidence
If you tell the lie long enough
Your true colors will run through
Into black and white, no wrong or right
I’m reaching out, I’m calling out for you

Yeah, we can be the ones to tear it down
Or make everything andew
Thought it all, with the rise and fall
I’m reaching out to

We can be the ones, to tear it down
Or to make everything anew
Thought it all, with the rise and fall
I’m reaching out to you
I’m calling out to you

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Ghosts Or Just A Memory

It's funny about that that thought came back tonight. Every year around this time about what I think about. It is honestly a memory that comes, and goes. We are all entitled to a memory that does that, even if it is a bitter sweet memory. Something that we want to forget, but want to hold close to our heart.

It was three years ago Saturday that I met someone that would so subtly change my life. They way it changed is almost Inception like. Plant a simple thought, or idea and it grows like a disease. There were things so subtle that I did to then to wind up where I am today. There is a lot that she did that kind of shaped how I got to the end of the road.

There is always one thing on my mind about her. As I grow older, and those days just fade into oblivion of what is my memory, I think about her. Not just about what happened, but what happened to her. How her life turned out, how she made it along the way, all the ups, all the downs. Did she get where she wanted, or did she fall? I do wish the best, but I don't know. I think about that with all people in my past and how they have gone, she is just a good example of this thought process that I have. I've already seen how others lives have turned out, and they are total wrecks, and it has only been 3 years since I may have seen them. I guess it doesn't take long to go from having a decent living, to a walking train wreck. So many weird reasons why I make connection to Offspring songs, "chances blow, nothings free, long for, what used to be."

Looking back, there are so many things I would do differently now knowing smaller outcomes. I know if I did one thing her, another person may still have been a bigger factor in my life. Sad, sometimes I think my true opposite number (and I mean it in a good way) may never have known how much I actually felt. There is always one person like that. Three years make a big fucking diffidence. Just look at the politico blog I posted earlier.

This blog only chronicles a third of what has happened. There are so many blank pages that came before this. I wonder what they would have looked like. I'll never know. Certain memories are lost forever, only to be recovered by a faint scent, or a deja-vu happening. Gone. Keeping memories close are important. Sometimes they can help solve problems in your future, or be warnings. They help you move forward. Sometimes people just reside in your memory, and that is where they stay, forever, locked in your mind.

Monday, August 1, 2011

1984 Has Arrived

Have we been asleep? Have the last 30 some years all gone to the back of our minds, even if we were't alive then. These puzzle pieces do not fit, but we so casually just go along with the story that we are being fed. There is no room for improvement, we are taught that the discontent is the content. Our generation is a generation lost, and no one to stand up for it. I've watched over the last few years how things have gone in Washington DC. Ever since I was 18 I have longed for a true change, what I didn't know. Now I stand here at 21, and I see how dysfunctional things really are. After reading the book 1984 last year, I started seeing way too many connections with modern society, but no one really agreed with me.

For those who do not know, 1984 is a dystopian novel written in 1948 by George Orwell. The plot in the story revolves around a man named Winston Smith who is dissatisfied with his current living conditions under "Big Brother." This mysterious figure that is "Big Brother" is a totalitarian dictator that controls everything that goes on on "Oceania." Smith is a high middle class individual, and is forced to work with the government editing news headlines so they read how the "Party" wants them to read. Through out the book, Smith tries to find what is called "The Resistance," which is supposed to be a underground group waiting for the right time to over throw "Big Brother." "The Resistance" however, is not real, just a manifestation created by the "Party" to find outsiders and "cure" them.

Within the last 10 years a lot one sided politics has occurred. This country has been dragged further, and further right by extreme Republican politics. It's not just political agendas that right has pulled at, but also personal vendettas. Need I say more of the abortion rights of women, and the no taxes for the rich. We went from being a country of liberties, and a chance for all, to a country of oppression for the middle and lower classes, while the top two percent can prosper and thrive. It was said it a movie released by HBO recently, "Too Big To Fail," Hank Paulson. former US Treasury Sectary said after being asked about why there were no regulations that could have averted the 2008-present recession, (for good measures I'm going to call it the Depression two, or DII because that is what it is. And yes, I know they said the "Recession ended in 2009, 76% of American don't believe that though.) and responded with "we were making too much money." They may have been making money, the money they were making was off of teh plight of the middle class because of a theory proposed by the banks, which destroyed America, take out a second mortgage on your house because if you house is valued at $500k, you have $500k to spend. Now that planned totally backfired.

There's some build up to my points.

I just spoke of how the top is meant to prosper, now in 1984, those who were on the top had all the opulent things, while the middle and lower groups were to be quenched with sub-standard products and be happy with it. I continue on.

Lets talk tax breaks shall we.

In 2001 President George W. Bush enacted one of the worst policies in the United States history. To shorten the context if of it, taxes were lowered for those making egregious amounts of money. At this point in time the country was sitting on a budget surplus, and small national debt, (all countries are going to have debt, no debt is bad for countries, weird... I know.) That changed, Bush, and his Republican congress went on a spending spree, started two wars that were unfunded, and not approved by the American people. The entire time this was all going on, there was no revenue coming into the country. We shifted from being a exporter, to almost primarily a importer. Simple logic. if you don't make money, you can't spent money. Now these righties believe that they can keep zero taxes fro rich and companies at next to zero, and just cut everything. Even things that this country relies on so much, like Social Security, and Medicare. Economists have said that cutting will not help the country, but rather hurt it. We have been hemorrhaging for ten plus years, and the best answers that our government can do is put a little dot band-aid on a slit throat. They do it over and over again, and get the same results.(Wait.. Is that the definition of insanity? Why yes, yes it is.)

Where we come in. The Resistance.

There is none.

Yes, that is right. There is no resistance to stand up to these oppressive forces. In 1984, everything was monitored closely by surveillance, and resistance was futile. That is what we face today. The generation that has a chance to stand up, and take back what is ours is either too timid to actually stand up, or have been brainwashed that it is useless. I would like to believe that we can make a difference, but so many have been sedated and don't even know it. We are told to accept authority that we are given, and bow to them. We are tackled because we are thrown into perpetual debt because of school. We are told that the discontent is the content that we will have to contend with for the rest of our life and there is little, to nothing that we can do about it. We are bound by what have been told. The television has destroyed us too. If you have read the book, what runs their life? The Tele-Screen. If you include cellphones, laptops, and computers in the television status, they are our Tele-Screens. Don't believe me, think about it. It is a perfect medium for a authoritarian society, like the one in 1984, and our current living arrangements.

Next time you go to think that everything is okay. Realize that you are discontent with the world around you, but too clueless to realize how your mind has been programmed that way. We always talk about being the generation to stand up, and take back what is ours, that is not the case. We will be the ones to sit down, and turn a blind eye to it. Why? It is just how we have been taught, how we have developed as individuals. Can we change it, and take an actual stand, I have no clue. The Resistance that we thought we could be is not true. There is no resistance. We just are somehow going to have to accept the fact that it is over, and wait for the proverbial bullet to enter our skull.