Category Archives: Gigs

I’ve recently noticed  that my pre-show mood has been declining steadily since I left for tour back in September.  Where once I was bright-eyed and bushy-spirited, now I am a dark cloud of brooding silence who wishes for nothing more than to be left alone while playing Angry Birds.  Industry friends have informed me that this is a critical stage of the transformative process one goes through when becoming a “pro.”  I believe the answer is far less profound: failure to eat at Biscuitville.  Hopes for improvement at tonight’s NekoCon event are dim, as we have passed into Virginia with nary a greasy wrapper in sight.

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No segue here, folks, we’re getting straight into the action: our show at the Laboratory in Gainesville.  This was our second time playing at the science-themed eatery and performance space, and while they had fewer beer beakers that previously, they more than made up for it with an improved sound system, stage and fancypants green room.  Larry the proprietor is a fairly amazing guy who runs a tight ship and is a true champion of the arts, so if you find yourself in the land of gators, I suggest you swing by and catch whatever act is playing that night.  On our night, those acts were Rappy McRapperson, King Pheenix, Emergency Pizza Party and DJ RoboRob.  And Brandon!  All in all it was a stupendous show, with lots of nerdy dancing, sweating and general revelry.  Gainesville is definitely on our must-play list.

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Here’s what I dreamed last night: that I was on tour with MC Frontalot (I’m not much of an escapist) and the routing had us darting between the US and various European cities.  In Brussels we witnessed strangely-shaped airplanes flying impossibly slowly at very, very low altitudes through the city streets, apparently filled with sight-seeing tourists.  “This is our last European date on the tour,” Front said to me.  “I don’t think they can do that in the US.”  Driven to experience this foreign form of informative transportation, I started searching the internet for “low altitude airplane tours.”  Nothing came up.  Somehow my perspective changed to that of a third-person observer watching as a man shouted “LOW ALTITUDE AIRPLANE TOURS!” while his wife waited impatiently in a canoe.  “George!” she yelled, “you’d better get in this canoe right now or I’m going to leave without you!”  George paused.  His response was timid yet desperate: “Low altitude airplane tours?”  The dream then revealed itself as an advertisement for some new search engine.  THIS IS WHAT NERDS DREAM ABOUT.  And also how they pad their word count!

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