Set:
| Beards | Poet (Who Didn't Know It) | I'm a Bad Mamma Jamma (Who Works at Wendy's) | Destiny, She Drives a Rolls | Modern Age | Hell-Bent Woman | Mystic Princess | Moon Over the Water | Fluffy Little Hands | Handlebar Mustache | Soul Shaker | Jumpstart My Rocket |
Tonight we were joined by our dear friends, the inimitable San Haven Chuckle from Fargo. They've been wanting to get to the Cities to play with us for awhile, and now we've finally made it happen. Anthony's birthday is in a couple days, and we figured this was a perfect occasion to party with some music and friends. This was Anthony's birthday celebration, and the place was full of friends and fans. As Anthony said when the show got underway, "I'm one year older and a lot more stupider."
Of further note tonight -- This was Dillon Marchus's very first show as Junebug's bassist. Coincidentally, it was exactly one year ago tonight that former bassist Brandon Johnson had his first show as Junebug bassist. Strange. Kismet.
The first two songs of the night have a dubious connection. Both songs begin with solitary drum beats which are identical. So if anyone was paying attention, they would notice that.
Dillon had his first experience with "Bad Mamma Jamma" tonight. He funked it up well. And when talking about getting out of the mental institution, Anthony gave a shout out to an old band from our youths called Outpatient 13. After this song, we got chants of "one more song!" Which is interesting since it was only the third of the night. Was it a subtle hint? We didn't pick up on it if it was.
Before "Modern Age," Anthony mentioned "we like to believe there's something sacred hidden in both classic rock and facial hair... Some gems, maybe." The we played the song. Afterwards, Dustin said, "As a birthday present, I'll help you write an ending to that song."
When we finished playing "Mystic Princess" tonight, one member of the crowd felt so positively about the song that he shouted out, "Correct! Correct! That was correct!" Dustin informed him that his beat is correct. "Hell yes," I added.
We continued with the show, rocking as you would expect. Some fine, but anonymous, audience member bought us a pitcher of beer, which is one of the perks of the job. But I wish we had known who it was so we could thank them.
We did experience the typical San Haven Chuckle mooning tonight. Any time we play a show with the Chuckle, we can be assured of seeing their big white man butts at some point throughout the night. Apparently, that's what we get for singing their lyrics to our song. They returned that favor, however, in addition to the mooning. They sang our lyrics to their song in a return tribute.
We opened tonight, and let the Chuckle close 'er down. Since it was Anthony's birthday, we decided to play early and let him party down for the rest of the night. No only that, but we're heading into the studio tomorrow for the weekend to work on more of Beards.
Fun fact: 58% of the songs played tonight are from the upcoming new album.
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