The reason I am being so specific is because THERE WAS NOBODY THERE! Jeez! The crowd was the size of an audience for an original act. It was really sad. We made no money.
Most of the highlights were supplied by Mark Cobb, who played with more energy than he's summoned in some time. Everything was leaning forward tempo-wise, and so all the songs had an extra intensity. It was pretty cool. I think the pushing left less room for us to screw around, and made the gig a little tighter--everybody was playing like they were holding on to him for dear life. I dug it.
Ganesh Giri Jaya and Kevin Spencer manned the front tonight. It seemed like Ganesh sang ninety percent of the songs. I'm not sure why it worked out like that, but every time I thought about it he was on lead vocal. Normally I am a big fan of the way his voice strains at the top of his range--I think it sounds really cool when it's sort of starting to break up (similar to a altissimo sax note that sort of splits), but last night it sounded like he was just getting abused and his voice couldn't do it.
Other than that, it was a night of equipment failures. Mark Bencuya's amplifier speaker crapped out on him, leaving him with no way to hear himself. On the break, he and Greg got Greg's spare bass amplifier out of his car, and the input jack on the amp went bad! Somewhere in the second set, Mark Cobb's drum throne broke (the bracket that holds the seat to the tripod). The weld just gave way. What a night! Fortunately, none of my stuff broke. Weird, huh?
Iron Men invaded/manned the merch booth last night. Dig it:
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