story time – first-ever-gig edition!

as the anniversary is coming up in a few days, you get this story …

so back in nineteen aught ninety-something, my Loki and I were goofing off with music – he couldn’t find a band he wanted to join here in the desert, so I bought him a drum machine, got myself a cheap-ass pawnshop bass & helped him work on songs & shit, which we recorded for college credit in a pretty nice studio at Scottsdale Community College (Go Artichokes!)

except he wasn’t into singing anymore, really – he wanted to focus on guitar & programming & engineering – so we asked the first cool person we found at the goth night at the Atomic Cafe, Dot, who introduced us to Sage, who could sing.

and so we became Paris Burning, and in the fullness of time, we booked our first show: at the Mason Jar, December 16, 1998. it would be my first show, too, that wasn’t, like, grade-school choir-type shit. it was the dawn of the niche mailing list, so we notified the AZGoths that this was going down, and they turned up in their scores, and yelled, and danced, and took photos and it was a great night in that regard, if in no other.

the main problem was that we had 40 minutes of set time, but less than half an hour of original music. and so we decided to learn a couple covers: California Dreamin’, and this gem:

my beloved Mimi had turned us on to Six Silver Spiders, and we LOVED Insane. we worked out a stepped-down, slightly-faster version, with which we planned to close our set. things … did not go as planned. we ended our set on Insane, and Sage’s dad of blessed memory was there to videotape the entire thing:

I feel it is safe to say that this shit right here is the start of my stage fright. I mean, I’d been nervous before we went on, but this catalyzed my complete and utter gut-churning terror of Shit Going Wrong – even though I was the only one who did not fuck this song up. well, me and Azrael Abyss, the drum machine. Rhythm section represent! and Loki didn’t screw up, but he did break a string, so

that night was the catalyst for a bunch of really cool shit – stories for another time – but that’s how that show ended: not with a bang, but with an off-key, out-of-tempo thunk

at least the audience cheered?

the entire set is here: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL55D73C36DA198168 if you didn’t get enough contact embarassment with just the one song. 

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story time – first-ever-gig edition!

as the anniversary is coming up in a few days, you get this story …

so back in nineteen aught ninety-something, my Loki and I were goofing off with music – he couldn’t find a band he wanted to join here in the desert, so I bought him a drum machine, got myself a cheap-ass pawnshop bass & helped him work on songs & shit, which we recorded for college credit in a pretty nice studio at Scottsdale Community College (Go Artichokes!)

except he wasn’t into singing anymore, really – he wanted to focus on guitar & programming & engineering – so we asked the first cool person we found at the goth night at the Atomic Cafe, Dot, who introduced us to Sage, who could sing.

and so we became Paris Burning, and in the fullness of time, we booked our first show: at the Mason Jar, December 16, 1998. it would be my first show, too, that wasn’t, like, grade-school choir-type shit. it was the dawn of the niche mailing list, so we notified the AZGoths that this was going down, and they turned up in their scores, and yelled, and danced, and took photos and it was a great night in that regard, if in no other.

the main problem was that we had 40 minutes of set time, but less than half an hour of original music. and so we decided to learn a couple covers: California Dreamin’, and this gem:

my beloved Mimi had turned us on to Six Silver Spiders, and we LOVED Insane. we worked out a stepped-down, slightly-faster version, with which we planned to close our set. things … did not go as planned. we ended our set on Insane, and Sage’s dad of blessed memory was there to videotape the entire thing:

I feel it is safe to say that this shit right here is the start of my stage fright. I mean, I’d been nervous before we went on, but this catalyzed my complete and utter gut-churning terror of Shit Going Wrong – even though I was the only one who did not fuck this song up. well, me and Azrael Abyss, the drum machine. Rhythm section represent! and Loki didn’t screw up, but he did break a string, so

that night was the catalyst for a bunch of really cool shit – stories for another time – but that’s how that show ended: not with a bang, but with an off-key, out-of-tempo thunk

at least the audience cheered?

the entire set is here: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL55D73C36DA198168 if you didn’t get enough contact embarassment with just the one song. 

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