Here’s the video of the drumming. Notice the simplicity, and the toothpick in my mouth. I almost always have a toothpick in my mouth. If I don’t I’m usually wondering where my toothpicks are. Also, I had taken a Vicodin a couple hours before. That just seemed important for you to know.
http://www.dannycashdesign.com/
I never recommend anything to anyone. So understand the significance when I say that I HIGHLY recommend the design work of Danny Cash. Whether you’re looking for ads, brochures, CDs, displays, environmental designs, and so on….you can expect innovative, professional, effective graphic design from his office.
Take a look at his website, which hints at the variety and impressiveness of the work. Contact him today and recommend him to others.
http://www.dannycashdesign.com/
–J. Glen Reid, Songwriter & University Administrator
Even though the family car was destroyed on Tuesday, I still made it to recording on Wednesday. By the light of DCC’s lava lamp, as it lightly heated the skin of Trixie’s Pot Stickers, I found myself singing endlessly, sans results to find pride in.
An Expert on Barriers has been in the works for about twenty years. We’ve been writing, rewriting, not righting, but riding its buzz for that whole arid era. Some think the tune means less than photoshop switchings of father-and-son heads. A lonely me in the other room couldn’t agree less as I fight the urge to cry and go home…in a car that I do not own.
Success!
The video was shot, imported into iMovie, and is awaiting my editing.
The song’s name I can’t remember, but I did it in one take, with one arm and the hand attached to that arm.
I fractured my left hand. I will, at the very least, be able shake a shaker. However, tonight I will attempt to record a song using one hand. I will try to get video of this and post it tomorrow.
Both the fluoroquinolones and the URF* failed us again this past Tuesday. And-Brosia and the Ass of Bass continue to do nothing but disappoint Debutante fans across the globe with their problematic lack of practice. And we’re coughing up blood.
Don’t forget that success only arrives after the doorbell is pressed over a long period of time. You can’t just expect to walk up to someone’s door, ring the bell, and be let in. You have to go to the object of your desire’s door over an extended period of time before you’ll be able to step directly into the abode. Even then, it may just be that the door wasn’t locked.
In conclusion, Les Debutantes are ringing your bell. We’ve been ringing. We’ll keep ringing. We won’t leave until you allow us into your sacred realm. At that point, we’re not leaving.
.
from the thick, wooded glen,
a debutante
*URF - Unified Rhythm Front
My “ideas” are no longer accepted. I can accept this seeing as how we’re in the last phase of recording and there’s a real need to get this record done and not continue to attempt to litter the soundscapes with my brilliance.
Anyway, I’ve moved on to a better head space and this is in no small way due to the one, or two, hit wonders from way back, Ambrosia. Danny was right, it used to be okay for ugly guys to be rock stars. Sure, they’re ugly, but Danny was probably right again when he said these guys were washing their hair with cocaine.
Take a look and listen and try to deny the softness of this rock:
I’ve been, and am still, in Florida this week.
Whilst in the “Orange Juice, Mickey Mouse, and Cocaine” state I’ve done a number of things I swore I’d never do, such as golf, fish, and enjoy life. January in Florida, especially in the upper regions can be hit or miss weather-wise and that has most definitely been the case this week. For instance, one day the temperature will hit 70 and the next day, 68! Lame. My complaints to the WAC (Weather Authority Commission) have gone unanswered, but I will have satisfaction…or a large bag of grapefruits, which will also be satisfying.
Things are moving at a workman-like pace at SuSuStudios and it looks as though Centennial will indeed be completed before the earth catches on fire.
Next week the carpet goes in, the dishwasher gets fixed, and the drums get covered.
My brain is semi-paralyzed by the close proximity to my bedtime. So, we’ll be sticking to the bullet points until Glen has something amusing to say:
* I had a fever Tuesday.
* Therefore I didn’t have to do much in the studio.
* Which is just as well because Louisville’s own bass/vocal/multi-threat talent Kirk Whitehouse came by the studio to lay down the lead vocal on “Welcome to the Show”.
* This song is the opener to the mini rock opera (concerning a murder at a circus sideshow) which forms the diamond tought core of “Centennial”.
* It was the fact that I was suddenly writing a lot of songs for this new idea which lead Danny to put a moratorium on writing songs for “Centennial”. “One bad idea at a time, boys,” is what he more or less said.
* Kirk KILLED it. Just knocked it right out of the park. I could practically smell the greasepaint and cotton candy.
* This is the only song which features a solo lead vocal by someone other than Glen or myself. We have a duet and a several harmonies and backups by guests, but Kirk gets this sole honor.
* We now have a Facebook group thing. Go find us at
http://www.facebook.com/search/?q=les+debutantes&init=quick#/pages/Les-Debutantes/256690981501?ref=ts
At least I hope that’s right. If not, well, just go to Facebook and search “Les Debutantes”. We really should be the only ones showing up. If anyone else pops up, The Kentucky Hammer is gonna have to fly his car over to someone’s house with some major legal comeuppance.
Ok, well, that’s all I’ve got.
I’m not sure why this is called “Painfully Anal”. I have no doubt that I uttered this phrase, because it does sound like something I would say, and it is descriptive of my person.
So apparently I said it, and at some point someone said that it had to be the title of my blog post, and now here we are.
Glen and Andy have gone over the things that are superfluous to the recording process.
But here is what actually happened on Tuesday:
Daniel Sturdevant, a fine young man in his own right in addition to also being the youngest brother of the Sturdevant clan (you will remember eldest Sturdevant Andy as a frequent collaborator with the Debs live shows, and middle brother Nate The Viking as, well, Nate the Viking) came over and laid down a bunch of HOT guitar on “All Right All Right”. Sounds killer. Can’t wait to mix it. We also coerced him into doing some hand claps. One thing is for sure: if Andy Hurt is around, someone will be clapping. And not because they’re happy to see him.
It is my understanding that tonight we will be visited by at least one guest vocalist, but I am not going to name names because then it probably won’t happen. But as soon as it HAS happened, I will be happy to tell you that it DID happen. See?
Here are some things to keep on your radar:
The band that I play bass in, The Ravenna Colt, is preparing for the release of our debut album, “A Slight Spell”.
Leader Johnny Quaid will be doing a solo show with Alejandro Escovedo on January 19th. Then the entire band will be regrouping for the grand RECORD RELEASE SHOW on Friday February 19th at Zanzabar here in Louisville, and playing again the next night (Sat Feb 20th) at Natasha’s in Lexington.
For more details please check out
www.theravennacolt.com
and
www.removador.com
Also, while you’re looking for a great live rock experience, you could hardly go wrong attending “Phantasmagoria”! It’s January 31st at Headliners, and is a benefit for Jason Noble.
Not only is Jason Noble a super swell person who definitely deserves your support, this show is a who’s who of the best bands in Louisville. Really, it’s the cream of the crop. Is it any coincidence that each of the bands on the bill is represented on “Centennial”???
You get Second Story Man, Wax Fang, D.W.Box, Ultra Pulverize and Lucky Pineapple. You won’t be able to shake a stick in that place without hitting someone who is absurdly talented.
So, once again, that show is Sunday Jan 31st at Headliners, I believe it’s 8pm and $10.
My entries have a title. One of the many things we accomplished last night was that, giving everyone’s blog entries a title. Brent’s is misleading, but widely believed to be in contention for “most views.” So, next time you arrive at this site and see the words “Painfully Anal” you can go ahead and read on, it won’t be what you think.
As for Glen, I’ve thought about this and have decided that his entries shall henceforth fall under the heading of “The Bleamy Blammy Bloamy Blog.”
My first official entry is a text I sent to Brent after his beloved Louisville Cardinals lost a game of basketball. I sent him the following:
“Sorry about the loss yesterday. This might not be much of a consolation, but if you cared as much about humanity as you do about basketball you’d still be as disappointed today as you most surely are.”
“This is not the EKG reading of a 35-year-old man.”
–Keddiz’ doctor, 01/06/10
It’s extremely hard to re-release any record.
But if you’re re-releasing something as monumental as the one hundred-song album Centennial, then you have to consider many factors that most ignore. Example: We can’t decide which photo of us to put on the cover! Ay-Ay wants to use the one in which Danny and I are wheeling him down the hospital hall. (It was taken the day that Ay-Ay shot himself in the eye with a Canadian Mist cork. The fool!) Personally, I want to use this picture from around eight years ago. Many of our guest stars were invited over and we all put on sexy matching outfits (designed and donated by the Ass of Bass’s Aunt Bess):
http://images.quickblogcast.com/60978-53519/WonderingSoulsNC.jpg?a=64
Help us decide!
–keddiz
Look, you can’t blame 2009 any longer. Jesus Christ isn’t walking through that door. We talkin’ ’bout practice? It’s going to be hard to persuade you, but watch me measure it like a Jesuit: Think about how badly you’ve done! Could you do any worse? Try not to in this the thirty-sixth year of our lord.
You’re probably thinking, “Keddiz isn’t talking about me specifically.” And yet, I have a specific person in mind, and that person is you. ”Some choices are just too hard to make?” Don’t give me that dong and sance! The time for gettin’ by must give way to gettin’ mine. If you need to talk to me directly about how, just write me or any of Les Debutantes at lesdebutantes@gmail.com. Simply do it! 2010 is already almost 1/365 over!
–Keddiz
“I don’t enjoy finishing what I’ve started. I prefer to begin that which I will never finish.”
—Keddiz, 12-30-09
This just about sums it up:
No one seemed to miss me on Tuesday. I was in the hospital.
And I haven’t received any updates. The below is all I’ve been able to learn.
—-keddiz
Merry Christmas! It’s a Christmas album by Les Debutantes! This collection includes old, new, and just whipped together favorites that will be sure to add holla to your holidays and act as the gift that jolly Ol’ Santy asked us to shove in your hearth sock! (Note: You were supposed to get something different.) Give your family a kiss for Brent. Listen, download, and listen again. And when you see a freezing volunteer ringing a bell and asking for money this month, look into your heart and tell them “Seasons Greetings” and “I don’t know you and I have my own money problems.”:
“I Will Treasure This Forever: A Debutante Yuletide Testament”
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— KeddizSince John McCain is no longer using his “Straight Talk Express”, I purchased the rights, pulled the cars out of the railway graveyard, gave it a spit shine, loaded up the boilers with coal (I hope that’s where the coal goes)(and I hope that stuff is coal), and pulled it out of the station to take it on a tour of the greater internet metropolitan indie rock nation.
So here’s the straight scoop, the true poop, for you who can no longer wade through the arcane ramblings of inspired yet somewhat diseased minds.
Tuesday was called on account of non-religious holiday.
Thursday was an orgy of activity, featuring a beloved local Andy (Hurt), and beloved prodigal Andy (Cochran).
There was some truth to GLen’s post: it really did take four men, two iPods, and a microphone to tune one acoustic guitar. That shouldn’t be true. But it is. Glen has the pictures to prove it. Will he post them? I can’t say.
This is what I can say:
