Set:
Tonight, we arrived to a packed Wild Oats. We thought this was a very good thing. That there would be a lot of people there to hear our rock. We came in about forty minutes before our start time and began tuning and gearing up for the show. Well, it turns out that tonight was some big night in the world of the Ultimate Fighting Championship. And those UFC fans take their stuff very seriously. Some dude came up to us and asked, "What the hell are you doing?" Well, we were getting ready to start our set at the start time we were told. "We're watching a fight here. You better not interrupt that." There were other such welcoming comments, and even a threat in one case. One of the members of our band was told that our asses would be kicked if we started playing. So... yeah. Pretty serious about their stuff. Needless to say, we waited until the match was over. No asses were kicked in the making of this show. There was a bigger crowd tonight, at least at the start. The fight fans stuck around long enough to finish their steak, potatoes and beers. As a bonus, they got some of our tunes. To start the show, Anthony announced that now was the time to place your bets, because Junebug would be having a no-holds barred, ultimating fighting match ourselves. Maybe asses would be kicked after all... by ourselves! The show started off well. Our friend Scott Waltman was one of the people who was totally into it, and we encourage that. Not everyone was so into it, however. After we played "Jumpstart My Rocket," one of our more energetic songs, there was nearly no response from the mostly unattentive crowd. Well, just like last night, we caught their attention with "The Ocean" by Led Zeppelin. Again, like last night, "Episode" took over, fully baffling the patrons in attendance. Afterward, Anthony explained that "You never know when the Episode's gonna strike. It could show up anywhere!" Sometimes in shows we like to transition seamlessly from one song to another, just to keep things moving along. Tonight we attempted a seamless transition between "Rapper's Delight" and "Clone You." Let me tell you, there were seams. And they were ripped. Not the best idea we've ever had. Let's see if that ever happens again. Anthony caught the crowd's attention once again by shouting, "Who here likes Ween!?!" Massive cheers. "No, no," I interrupted, "WeeN, with an N." The cheers subsided. Anthony said, "Well, I like that, too, people, but we're going to play some Ween right now." Then some dude yelled out, "Play some Slayer!" Yeah. "We wish," Anthony sheepishly replied. We played "Piss Up a Rope" and dedicated it to Randee from Wild Oats. He plays in a country band, and it's a country song. Dan Cleberg showed up tonight to shoot some footage of us for a documentary he's working on. He's taking a look at the Aberden music scene and comparing the bands he looks at to different types of hot sauces. It sounds odd, but it'll all make sense in context. So he shot about ten minutes of footage of us from different songs and hopefully we'll make the cut. "Bullet In Your Head" was dedicated to Scott Waltman tongiht, since he stuck around and he digs that tune. In the words of the immortal Randy Jackson, "Good lookin' out." Before our final song tonight, Dustin wished to thank the venue. "From UFC to country bands, you've got it all, Wild Oats." We then proceeded to play the money medley, because, as we said, "Foget about the music and artistic integrity. We don't need that crap." It's all about the CASH, people. All about the cash. Dan's raw footage from tonight
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Sunday, April 8, 2007
4/7/07 - Wild Oats - Aberdeen, S.D.
Saturday, April 7, 2007
4/6/07 - Wild Oats - Aberdeen, S.D.
Soundcheck: Set One: Set Two: Tonight was a great start to another weekend at Wild Oats downtown. We had really hoped we'd get a big crowd, with college students and regulars alike. Unfortunately, we hadn't realized until very recently that this weekend is Easter weekend and tonight was Good Friday. This, of course, means that the college students are at home and people are more in a family mindset than a party time frame of mind. Luckily, though, the place wasn't empty. We still had some pretty good attendence, and those who were there were ready to enjoy some drinks and have a good time. We opened with our own Junebug-ized version of "Back in the U.S.S.R." by the Beatles and seemingly caught the crowd's attention. We continued with "Casanova" and then on to "Another One Bites the Dust" by Queen. We've found that the more we play cover tunes in a setting like this, the more people pay attention to our originals. So that's what we did tonight. But we don't ever play covers in a copy-cat way. We always play the songs in our style. The show tonight contained our normal frivolity. We wished Cheryl Tullis a very happy birthday. Anthony told the crowd that "we've come to rock you - and give you Cadillacs." Dustin responded, "Shut up, Oprah." Our friend Wade in the crowd threatened us with "I'll donkey punch you, tomorrow!" We don't know why he threatened this, but he did. Anthony then proceeded to advertise the Donkey skate shop in the Lakewood Mall, and invited people to check it out. Inside info: The Donkey store, which Anthony used to manage, closed up shop some time ago. Anthony was grateful that his presentation got a laugh. Dustin added a "Tromboooooone." The witty banter continued. Later in the show, Dustin thanked the crowd for coming out to Wild Oats tonight. "That was totally not lame of you." We dedicated "Spring Fever" to Liza tonight, even though her mother Diane was consistently protesting spring time in favor of winter snows. She's one of those. Anthony, relating an anecdote, finished his tale by saying, "You know what they say, if the groundhog sees his... uh, Buick Skylark or something.." A crowd member shouted "Shadow!" Dustin affirmed, "Dodge Shadow, yes! Thank you." Anthony descended into giggles. Dustin then encouraged people to buy drinks and tip their waitresses. "But don't tip 'em over!" Classic. Tonight, to introduce "Damn the Man," Anthony went on a mini-rant about hating your job and hating your boss and how you sometimes just want to damn him. Well, I had to add a disclaimer that I work for my future father-in-law. He's my boss. Not to mention, he was present at tonight's show. So, I had to assure him that I do not necessarily support the claims and/or products presented. After it was over, Anthony said to stay tuned for our second set -- Junebug mark two: this time it's personal. To open the second set, Dustin brought out an electric shaver and announced that if at any time during this set, there are four people dancing, "I have this razor here that could be used to shave something." "He'll shave his beard," Anthony announced excitedly. "Let's not limit it to the beard," he replied. "It could be anything." Intriguing, no? The second set started with us poorly attempting "Rapper's Delight" by the Sugarhill Gang. The bright spot was the guest vocal by Aberdeen's own hip-hop artist, Fatcat. We had fun with that fella tonight, for sure. Too bad there weren't more people paying attention to a good tasted of local rap. Afterward, Anthony thanked him saying, "Thank you for breathing life into this boring band." He later introduced "Bad Mamma Jamma" by saying, "You're gonna savor the Wendy's flavor, if you know what I mean." "What do you mean," I asked. No answer. The world will never know. Tonight, we began playing "The Ocean" by Led Zeppelin. It was going very well, and the crowd that was there was completely into it, raising their glasses and bobbing their heads. Then, without warning, "To the Next Episode" reared its ugly head. The crowd was supremely confused by this horrible turn of events. As the song went on, it gave up the struggle to "House of the Rising Sun." Once again, the crowd dug it. They were singing along and swaying their mugs, German-drinking-song style. But alas, "Episode" returned to close out the battle. Much bemusement was held by those in attendence. Then, after a few failed joke attempts, Dustin let everyone know that we have now dropped the "witty" from the banter. We had another special guest tonight, and it was our old friend Elizabeth Andrews. She played violin with us on "The Date," "Breathe You In," "Place" and "Piss Up a Rope." I think she was a bit taken aback by "Piss Up a Rope." I don't quite remember if she practiced this with us or not, but it's kind of a delightfully vulgar and misogynistic song. She may have been uncomfortable. If that is the case, we are sorry. Tonight, a brand new song was debuted. It's called "Call Me Up" and it will be on the upcoming album, Stan. It went okay and the crowd liked it. We then closed with "Last Dance With Mary Jane" and called it a night. I don't think Dustin actually shaved anything tonight. Not on stage, anyway. We'll be back, same time, same place tomorrow night. |