![MARCH 2 – FARSIDE COLLECTIVE, TALLAHASSEE, FL [SHOW #162]
[DF] On the drive down to Tallahassee from Athens, gearing up for our 162nd show of tour, Patrick points out that after tonight we will have played the same numbers of shows on this tour as there are games in a regular season of Major League Baseball. Not bad, but our equipment is really starting to behave as though it’s exhausted from the first 161.
We had played the Farside once before – on Don’s 30th birthday, where we Skyped him into the show and played only Don songs during our set. This time we played some songs that Joe, Pat, and I had penned, after opening with our favorite opener, the Don Curtis-penned tribute to Nashville, “Monument”. Attendance was better than our prior Farside show, although the place wasn’t packed. We were battling against finals at Florida State University this visit. Love Is The Law opened with an amazing set of droning, pulsating feedback. Parasol played second with a quick punk-poppy set, and Random Notes of Decay (our second time playing with them) played some awesome, heavy tunes.
Our set was marred with a couple technical issues. I’ve been having troubles on and off with a couple of my guitar pedals cutting in and out, and usually right about when I’m about to do a guitar solo or something. During “Pacific Sunrise”, our third song of the set, my guitar completely cut out, causing me to mess with my pedals mid-song to determine what was going wrong, creating a bit of a distraction during Joe’s trumpet solo. I thought I solved the problem, but then everything went haywire again towards the end of the song again. Patrick, seeing the train-wreck that I was causing to the song, tried to save the situation by doing one of those sling-the-guitar-over-the-shoulder moves that he’s done a million times and his guitar strap breaks mid-swing, sending his guitar straight into the floor. It’s in the shop right now, but it doesn’t sound like the damage was too bad. When he had the guitar custom-made years and years ago, he asked for it to be “built like a tank”. It seems that it was. But during the song, the train-wreck that I was in was compounded with his own train-wreck. Besides the technical frustrations, the rest of the set went alright, but we’ve taken advantage of having the whole day in Tallahassee by getting our equipment fixed. Hopefully the problems are all solved.
Spent the night at the Panda Conda house, playing tunes on guitar, washboard, jaw harp, giant kazoo, and spoons with Mike, Johnny, and Becca. Mike did the most amazing throat-singing, and could mimic the sound of a didgeridoo incredibly. Pat and Joe slept in the van, while Dave and I hung out with the Panda Conda folks drinking beers until 3:30am or so outdoors, taking advantage of a warm early-March night – something us Iowans aren’t used to this time of year.
The jam in the van: Toro Y Moi Underneath The Pine / Cat Power The Greatest
The word we heard: “Wanna see my bullet hole?” –Vietnam vet talking to us outside the venue
Dinner was a winner: Taco Bell / Soul Vegetarian
Sound Tech we respect: David
The pad was rad: Johnny / Mike / Becca
The fill of the bill: Love Is The Law / Parasol / The Random Notes of Decay
Monument / Some Ordinary Vision / Pacific Sunrise / Camille Claudel / Collage of Impressions / Don’t Go / Torpedoes on Tuesday / When the World Sleeps](http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lhi50z6slO1qahyhxo1_1280.jpg)
MARCH 2 – FARSIDE COLLECTIVE, TALLAHASSEE, FL [SHOW #162]
[DF] On the drive down to Tallahassee from Athens, gearing up for our 162nd show of tour, Patrick points out that after tonight we will have played the same numbers of shows on this tour as there are games in a regular season of Major League Baseball. Not bad, but our equipment is really starting to behave as though it’s exhausted from the first 161.
We had played the Farside once before – on Don’s 30th birthday, where we Skyped him into the show and played only Don songs during our set. This time we played some songs that Joe, Pat, and I had penned, after opening with our favorite opener, the Don Curtis-penned tribute to Nashville, “Monument”. Attendance was better than our prior Farside show, although the place wasn’t packed. We were battling against finals at Florida State University this visit. Love Is The Law opened with an amazing set of droning, pulsating feedback. Parasol played second with a quick punk-poppy set, and Random Notes of Decay (our second time playing with them) played some awesome, heavy tunes.
Our set was marred with a couple technical issues. I’ve been having troubles on and off with a couple of my guitar pedals cutting in and out, and usually right about when I’m about to do a guitar solo or something. During “Pacific Sunrise”, our third song of the set, my guitar completely cut out, causing me to mess with my pedals mid-song to determine what was going wrong, creating a bit of a distraction during Joe’s trumpet solo. I thought I solved the problem, but then everything went haywire again towards the end of the song again. Patrick, seeing the train-wreck that I was causing to the song, tried to save the situation by doing one of those sling-the-guitar-over-the-shoulder moves that he’s done a million times and his guitar strap breaks mid-swing, sending his guitar straight into the floor. It’s in the shop right now, but it doesn’t sound like the damage was too bad. When he had the guitar custom-made years and years ago, he asked for it to be “built like a tank”. It seems that it was. But during the song, the train-wreck that I was in was compounded with his own train-wreck. Besides the technical frustrations, the rest of the set went alright, but we’ve taken advantage of having the whole day in Tallahassee by getting our equipment fixed. Hopefully the problems are all solved.
Spent the night at the Panda Conda house, playing tunes on guitar, washboard, jaw harp, giant kazoo, and spoons with Mike, Johnny, and Becca. Mike did the most amazing throat-singing, and could mimic the sound of a didgeridoo incredibly. Pat and Joe slept in the van, while Dave and I hung out with the Panda Conda folks drinking beers until 3:30am or so outdoors, taking advantage of a warm early-March night – something us Iowans aren’t used to this time of year.
The jam in the van: Toro Y Moi Underneath The Pine / Cat Power The Greatest
The word we heard: “Wanna see my bullet hole?” –Vietnam vet talking to us outside the venue
Dinner was a winner: Taco Bell / Soul Vegetarian
Sound Tech we respect: David
The pad was rad: Johnny / Mike / Becca
The fill of the bill: Love Is The Law / Parasol / The Random Notes of Decay
Monument / Some Ordinary Vision / Pacific Sunrise / Camille Claudel / Collage of Impressions / Don’t Go / Torpedoes on Tuesday / When the World Sleeps
