Posts Tagged 'guitar'

Pittsburgh Rocks! The Weakerthans! Warhol! Fallingwater! Photos!

10/30/2007 – Pittsburgh rocked! Wow, what a fun two days I had up in the Iron City and parts thereabouts. I flew up early on Saturday morning and Andy picked me up at the airport.

We checked in to the hotel and made a beeline for the Duquesne Incline on the top of Mount Washington. We rode the cable cars and took in the breathtaking view of the city from the top. It was chilly, but sunny and wonderful. We grabbed some lunch at the Georgetown Inn and then headed down into the city.

We went to the Carson Street South Side neighborhood and checked out the great shops, cool record stores, and Pittsburgh Guitars. What a great neighborhood, cool architecture, and hip vibe the area exuded.

From there we headed north over the river, through downtown (some cool old buildings) and over the river again to the Andy Warhol Museum. This was an unexpected treat, there were so many great pieces from Warhol and others on display. I wish we had more time to study every piece.

After a quick break we headed off for the main course of the trip, The Weakerthans at Mr. Smalls in Millvale. We arrived a little early and grabbed some pizza around the corner from the club and talked hockey with the guys that were working the counter. Great pizza and conversation.

With a slight drizzle in the air we made our way back to Mr. Smalls just in time to see the opening act, Jim Bryson. Jim was great, he was affable and warm on stage, and the songs we’re heartfelt and sweet. He stopped to grab his harmonic for a solo (I can relate), he played piano with the headstock of his guitar, and he invited people up to play percussion. I loved it.

Next up was Last Town Chorus. Megan, the singer/guitar player played a mean lap steal guitar “with an aquatic feel,” and she really made an impression on the crowd! I’d love to check them out again if they come down to Atlanta. She’s blogging the tour too, check it out HERE.

OK, it was time, the opening bands had rocked and I was ready for the Weakerthans to play. They were nothing short of fantastic. They played every song that I hoped they would and more. They we’re humble and fun, and they pulled off the rock moves (synchronized guitars in the air!) with delight. I don’t think I’ve seen a band have that much fun in ages.

The crowd sang along with every word, a difficult task, and requests were shouted as soon as each song ended. I cannot thank Stacey enough for turning me on to this band, but I did attempt it by getting her a t-shirt. Shhh… don’t tell her, I haven’t surprised with it yet.

Too soon the show was over. I talked briefly with Jim Bryson after the show, and we decided that food was in order. We headed back down to Carson Street, where the Halloween costumes were out in full force and ordered up some big french fry sandwiches from Primanti Brothers. Wow, what a great day.

Sunday we got up and out pretty early. I was going to catch an early flight home since Andy was heading back to Cleveland, but I saw the Hertz rental counter on my way into the airport and I couldn’t resist. One of the things that I wanted to do when I was up in this part of the country was to see Frank Lloyd Wright’s Fallingwater. It was about 60 miles south of town, and it was such an amazing fall day, I had to go.

90 minutes later I’m pulling up to the ticket gate, “Sorry sir, tickets are sold out today, but you can still buy a grounds pass.” Done. I registered at the information center in case anyone didn’t show up for a tour, and I was told that I’d probably get to go, “People always cancel.” She handed me one of those buzzie-light things you get at restaurants when you’re on the waiting list. Sweet.

For the next hour I walked around the house, explored the area and took pictures. BUZZZZZZZ! Hurray!

I scampered back to the info booth and joined a tour just as they we’re leaving. For the next hour we explored every nook and cranny of the residence, and words cannot describe what an amazing building it is. If you are ever in the area, you have to go.

With the time before my flight dwindling I jumped back in the rental and high-tailed it back to the airport. I made it with 5 minutes to spare before the flight started boarding. Damn, I could have spent 5 more minutes at Fallingwater.

The flight home was quick and uneventful and I nearly finished David Sedaris’ Dress Your Family in Corduroy and Denim by the time we touched down.

Good times indeed.


My Weekend In Naptown

10/16/2007 – Traveling is fun most of the time. This is true. Trying to book a flight the night before the flight leaves in the morning is not smart, or recommended. This is also true.

Whoever said computers and the internet make life easier never tried to transfer their frequent flier points online between merchants and have it work the first, second or third time.

“Hello, yes… I’m fine thank you, look, I… yes… they haven’t? Uh-huh, well the website shows that they have. Well… hello?”

And so it went for about 30 minutes.

Saturday morning I got up and out early. The security line at the airport was long but it breezed along and quick enough I was on my way to my connection in Cincinnati.

The Cincinnati Airport, like the one in Indianapolis, isn’t too big and it’s quick to get around unless you have to take the shuttle bus to the C terminal. Every time I come into CVG I’m always startled by the short runway and the braking power these big planes have.

I got into Indy around 1:30 PM and by 2:00 PM I’m in the rental car and off. I swung by Reno’s Music and Meridian Music to check out guitars and then I headed down to the Mass. Ave. district and picked up the new Black Lips CD (with bonus EP!), did some shopping at Silver in the City and got some coffee.

On the way to Broad Ripple, I stopped by the new Luna Music location on College Ave. and caught a good band called Rodeo Ruby Love. Next, I was off to Broad Ripple for the Fall Music Festival. I met up with Andrea and Ryan and the first stop was the Alley Cat Lounge. Prizzy Prizzy Please was the first band we saw. They sounded great and they rocked a fun version of Thunderstruck by AC/DC.

Next up was my friend Natalie’s sister’s band, Eisenhower Field Day. I absolutely loved them. They have a mid-90s Chapel Hill sound with great harmonies, and crafty guitar and bass interplay. Loved them. Their family was out to see them play and it was great to see everyone again.

I also kept bumping to Richard from Margot every 15 minutes for nearly the entire festival. I was tempted to quiz him about their new record, but I didn’t.

Everything Now! played next and I really enjoyed them too.

Everyone headed over to Spin for Arrah and the Ferns (excellent), Beta Male (hot chicks, great tunes, hoola-hoops!) and We Are Hex (dark wave).

We had bagel sandwiches at Ripple Bagel & Deli and more coffee before closing out the night back at the Alley Cat to see Small Arms Fire and Red Light Driver.

Everyone said their good nights and cars were driven home.

I got up pretty early on Sunday and headed downtown to walk to War Memorial Plaza and the State Soldiers’ and Sailors’ Monument in Circle Center before heading back to Carmel to meet everyone for lunch at Paradise Bakery. Khali, Andrea and Ryan were there and we hung out, talked, and laughed.

After lunch I decided to check out the Indianapolis Museum of Art on my way back to the airport. I wish I had more time to spend there; they have a great collection or contemporary and classic art. After an hour I headed to the airport.

It was a quick and fun two days, I hope it doesn’t take me long to make it back up there again.


I have done so much this week my brain hurts.

04/10/2003 – I have done so much this week my brain hurts. We finished all the guitar tracks for my record and Martin tracked all the bass for Friday Morning, Half Awake. I think between Chris and I, we’ve kept Starbucks in business this week on Mochas alone.

Tomorrow, us Dank boys are headed down to Miami to do some recording. We should be back on Sunday and I’ll update the site on Monday with pictures and a journal entry. Should be quite the crazy weekend.