Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Thursday, May 7, 2009
From the wires
Businesswire May 7 2009:
A minor bidding war erupted upon a recent news leak that Marc Hanson (Guitar player, Supersofar) is rumored to potentially rehearse with THV (Tommy Had A Vision). Both camps have been quiet about the rumors, but sources close to the bands said there have been ongoing negotiations. One anonymous source states, "Supersofar has been in talks with Marc, explaining they have done pretty well without him for the past several years, however, they have offered him an extra 15 minutes of exercise near the koi pond and a double stack* from the Wendy's dollar menu." To which an anonymous source from the Tommy camp countered, "we've been able to sweeten the deal with the use of a hot pink Les Paul copy and the promise of an abundant supply of 80s' rocker chicks with fishnet stockings and those little black boots that Marc loves so much."
A spokesman for Marc insists that his allegiences lie firmly with Supersofar adding, "there ain't nuthin wrong with getting a little raw dawg on the side. You know what I'm sayin? Plus, Tommy assures Marc that there will be no scheduling conflicts whatsoever." To which Bob (drummer/engineer/tinfoil hat wearer, Supersofar), speaking from an undisclosed underground facility somewhere in the west desert, replied "Yeah right... I've heard that before!"
*Upon release of this news. Sources say Marc is rumored to be holding out for some Arctic Circle yukon gold fries and small chocolate banana shake.
A minor bidding war erupted upon a recent news leak that Marc Hanson (Guitar player, Supersofar) is rumored to potentially rehearse with THV (Tommy Had A Vision). Both camps have been quiet about the rumors, but sources close to the bands said there have been ongoing negotiations. One anonymous source states, "Supersofar has been in talks with Marc, explaining they have done pretty well without him for the past several years, however, they have offered him an extra 15 minutes of exercise near the koi pond and a double stack* from the Wendy's dollar menu." To which an anonymous source from the Tommy camp countered, "we've been able to sweeten the deal with the use of a hot pink Les Paul copy and the promise of an abundant supply of 80s' rocker chicks with fishnet stockings and those little black boots that Marc loves so much."
A spokesman for Marc insists that his allegiences lie firmly with Supersofar adding, "there ain't nuthin wrong with getting a little raw dawg on the side. You know what I'm sayin? Plus, Tommy assures Marc that there will be no scheduling conflicts whatsoever." To which Bob (drummer/engineer/tinfoil hat wearer, Supersofar), speaking from an undisclosed underground facility somewhere in the west desert, replied "Yeah right... I've heard that before!"
*Upon release of this news. Sources say Marc is rumored to be holding out for some Arctic Circle yukon gold fries and small chocolate banana shake.
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Show recap.
Had a blast playing for you folks at Liquid Joes last Friday with Osiris and The Street. However, it must be stated that the "Liquid" in Liquid Joes has nothing to do with assets - a more appropriate name, "Doingyoutotallydrywithoutsomuchasakissorphonecallthenextmorning Joes". We were all unaware that, besides cutting the ticket count in half, apparently it's the band's job to pay for the bouncers, and by the looks of the bouncers, they don't appear to be going hungry. That aside, it was a fantastic show with the best crowd a band can wish for! Osiris played a rocking set of chunky melodic rock and their new drummer did a fabulous job (plus, he looks like a young Ty Tabor of King's X). The Street, as if they just cracked open the Ark of the covenant, melted every one's face at the end of the night. Love those guys to death!
Some of the highlights of our set were:
1. Me and Dave showing the proper use of floor monitors by using them to do Captain Morgan poses whilst rocking out.
2. Filming live footage for our next video. It's going to be pretty much just the band performing live, however, I'm going to try and push to include a homeless single mother in there somewhere, because it worked so well on the "Thursday" video (Thanks again Rinda! You rule).
3. Playing a couple of new tunes. The first song called "Til I found out" - It's about how you think you know someone, then more and more, the true colors start to emerge and you're quite disappointed (see first paragraph about Liquid Joes). The second tune I believe is called "Crazy" and I think it might be about a crazy person. It's a cool fast little tune that leaves Bob exhausted at the end of it, but the band won't let him rest, because we want to stay up for the next couple of hours and talk about our feelings.
That's all for now. Thanks for all the support!
Marc
Some of the highlights of our set were:
1. Me and Dave showing the proper use of floor monitors by using them to do Captain Morgan poses whilst rocking out.
2. Filming live footage for our next video. It's going to be pretty much just the band performing live, however, I'm going to try and push to include a homeless single mother in there somewhere, because it worked so well on the "Thursday" video (Thanks again Rinda! You rule).
3. Playing a couple of new tunes. The first song called "Til I found out" - It's about how you think you know someone, then more and more, the true colors start to emerge and you're quite disappointed (see first paragraph about Liquid Joes). The second tune I believe is called "Crazy" and I think it might be about a crazy person. It's a cool fast little tune that leaves Bob exhausted at the end of it, but the band won't let him rest, because we want to stay up for the next couple of hours and talk about our feelings.
That's all for now. Thanks for all the support!
Marc
Saturday, April 25, 2009
If I could be more serious...
This is for people familiar with this band that might ask, "Why are the blogs so goofy? I mean, the songs are so poignant and moving. I expect to come here and be barraged with some Bono-esque pathos and pictures of a somber band with the one guy that isn't facing the camera, but looking thoughtfully towards the bleak horizon." Well, that's the thing. Trust me, I have been moved to tears several times by James's emotive singing (and one time when he kicked me in the nuts) that I think it's clear we are serious about the music - we're just not that serious about ourselves.
So, while I may have fun by describing me as an emaciated prisoner of the band, Dave as a chemical abusing Golem like creature, James - a task master with "kermit the frog" bedroom eyes, Bob as a conspiracy nut with a dirigible cranium, and Mikey as...as... Well I'll be damned! Mikey has just kind of flown under the radar, hasn't he? I'll have to work on that. All said, we work extremely hard on the tunes and the catharsis is released through, to quote Poison, "Nuthin but a good time!". It's a Yin and Yang thing. The songs are the Yin, and this right here is me showing you our Yang.
If you still need a nice dose of seriousness. Here is a link you can go to: http://www.cnn.com/. There you can gorge on the juicy prime rib of murder, war, and all around mayhem - washed down with a mulled wine of economic collapse, and top it off with a slice of American Idol pie!
Consider this place my vomitorium.
Marc
So, while I may have fun by describing me as an emaciated prisoner of the band, Dave as a chemical abusing Golem like creature, James - a task master with "kermit the frog" bedroom eyes, Bob as a conspiracy nut with a dirigible cranium, and Mikey as...as... Well I'll be damned! Mikey has just kind of flown under the radar, hasn't he? I'll have to work on that. All said, we work extremely hard on the tunes and the catharsis is released through, to quote Poison, "Nuthin but a good time!". It's a Yin and Yang thing. The songs are the Yin, and this right here is me showing you our Yang.
If you still need a nice dose of seriousness. Here is a link you can go to: http://www.cnn.com/. There you can gorge on the juicy prime rib of murder, war, and all around mayhem - washed down with a mulled wine of economic collapse, and top it off with a slice of American Idol pie!
Consider this place my vomitorium.
Marc
Thursday, April 23, 2009
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FAQ Pt 1
Below is a short list of random frequently asked questions (that I made up) about the band. Enjoy!
Where can I purchase your music?
We are in all the major digital music stores ie: iTunes, Amazon, Rhapsody, CDbaby etc...
Can I purchase more than one copy?
Of course! Unlike many other bands, we do not put any restrictions on how much money you would like to give us.
How old is each member of the band?
Do you believe in reincarnation? Nor do I, but if I did, I would say we are all old souls. Plus, Mikey likes to frequently bring up the fact he was previously a Persian princess that once existed around 11 A.D.
What's a typical rehearsal day like?
At first, we generally spend an hour or so smoking cigarettes and discussing how fabulous we are. Then we draw straws to decide who gets ridiculed relentlessly that night. The law of averages is really being stretched as I am sure to get the short straw every time. Later, if time allows, we'll play a game of dodge ball using the largest koi fish from the pond as the projectile.
Is James, Mikey, Bob, Dave, Marc etc... Single?
That question will be answered as soon as all the wives and girlfriends leave the room. *wink wink*...
What is James singing about in (insert song name here)?
All of Jame's songs are inspired by the writings contained in the "mad Arab" Abdul Alhazred's "Necronomican" - If you read between the lines of songs such as "Manners", "Blessing of the Curse", "Circles", and "Faith", you'll find that they are nothing more than incantations with the purpose of causing descents into madness. The songs summon The Great Old Ones - particularly Azathoth and Yog-Sothoth. What about Cthulhu, you ask? Well, we feel Cthulhu has just gotten way too commercialized and has really lost it's edge.
Are you based out of Ogden, Utah?
Where can I purchase your music?
We are in all the major digital music stores ie: iTunes, Amazon, Rhapsody, CDbaby etc...
Can I purchase more than one copy?
Of course! Unlike many other bands, we do not put any restrictions on how much money you would like to give us.
How old is each member of the band?
Do you believe in reincarnation? Nor do I, but if I did, I would say we are all old souls. Plus, Mikey likes to frequently bring up the fact he was previously a Persian princess that once existed around 11 A.D.
What's a typical rehearsal day like?
At first, we generally spend an hour or so smoking cigarettes and discussing how fabulous we are. Then we draw straws to decide who gets ridiculed relentlessly that night. The law of averages is really being stretched as I am sure to get the short straw every time. Later, if time allows, we'll play a game of dodge ball using the largest koi fish from the pond as the projectile.
Is James, Mikey, Bob, Dave, Marc etc... Single?
That question will be answered as soon as all the wives and girlfriends leave the room. *wink wink*...
What is James singing about in (insert song name here)?
All of Jame's songs are inspired by the writings contained in the "mad Arab" Abdul Alhazred's "Necronomican" - If you read between the lines of songs such as "Manners", "Blessing of the Curse", "Circles", and "Faith", you'll find that they are nothing more than incantations with the purpose of causing descents into madness. The songs summon The Great Old Ones - particularly Azathoth and Yog-Sothoth. What about Cthulhu, you ask? Well, we feel Cthulhu has just gotten way too commercialized and has really lost it's edge.
Are you based out of Ogden, Utah?
No, we are from Salt Lake city, but that is a reasonable mistake as we kind of do have that "Ogden" sound.
Friday, April 17, 2009
Minutes seem like....Ah, whatever! Pt 3
How much longer can I keep myself together? Up to this point, the sinuous tentacles that stretch out from dark reaches of my mind, and threaten to drag me into the abyss of insanity, are being kept a hairsbreadth away by a routine that involves me bouncing a dead rat off the cell wall, and sobbing uncontrollably. However, even this distraction is losing it's effectiveness and I fear I cannot walk this razor's edge much longer... Also, I'm concerned that any who read this will figure out this paragraph was merely a vehicle for me to use the word "sinuous" in a sentence.
'scratch....scratch'
"they tooks the preciousss from us, Briggsee! tricksie little guitar players!"
"Wha? Who's out there?".... I must be slipping. Voices in my head? Oh God!
The door opens. Another silouhette - slightly smaller head this time.
"Let's get you out of those shackles, Marcus!" It was James.
"It's just Marc, actually..." I said.
"Sure thing, Marcus. It's time to lay down some tracks. Have you learned your parts?"
James leads me down a hallway. Haunting shadows play across the walls in the flickering torch lit corridor - and again, I hear... 'scratch....scraaatch'
"what's taters....precious? tricksy triscksters....but...but, masters' nice to us...he's Briggsee's friend! No! he wants the preciousss!!!!"
"Did you hear something, James?" I asked.
"That's Briggsee." He said. "He's been following for some time now. I believe he serves a purpose in our task, somehow."
"I thought he played bass."
James chuckled, "Oh right! That is his purpose...completely slipped my mind. Keep moving, Marcus."
"It's just Mar...oh, forget it."
We continue down the corridor and pass another cell. A haunting chorus of moans rise from within. James explained to me that the cell contains former members of Supersofar who's musical ideas he didn't care for. He then violently struck with a steel rod at the emaciated hand that reached out through the bars of the cell. I try not to let him see my fear, and the fact that i've wet myself.
"And to your left is the Hell of the upsidedown sinners", James stated - a little too lightheartedly, "Mikey got the idea to build it after watching Big Trouble in Little China".
Finally - We reach the control room of the studio. Briggsee is perched on a stool like a gargoyle and laying down some tasty bass lines. A half devoured koi fish lays at his feet. "oh yes...spoilin a nice groove. Give it to us raw and wriggling! precioussss!" He's suprisingly good looking. No wonder the chicks dig the Briggsee. Now to my parts:
"Where's the guitar?" I ask Bob, who's been leering at me while toying menaceingly with an ancient obsidian blade. He nods towards what appears to be a fencepost strung up with chicken wire.
"You want me to play that?" I said, incredulously. "I know, Marc" he said while adjusting the crude tin foil cone that sits a top his unusually large head. "It's a little harder to play, but the tone rocks...ready? We're rolling!"....
Darkness. The cell is cold, my fingers are bloody and numb. I can barely grasp the dead rat to give it a proper toss. All I can think of at this point is...Hey! That was a pretty good little session! I'm very lucky to be in this band.
Oh and this post wins the prize for most edits....Argh!
'scratch....scratch'
"they tooks the preciousss from us, Briggsee! tricksie little guitar players!"
"Wha? Who's out there?".... I must be slipping. Voices in my head? Oh God!
The door opens. Another silouhette - slightly smaller head this time.
"Let's get you out of those shackles, Marcus!" It was James.
"It's just Marc, actually..." I said.
"Sure thing, Marcus. It's time to lay down some tracks. Have you learned your parts?"
James leads me down a hallway. Haunting shadows play across the walls in the flickering torch lit corridor - and again, I hear... 'scratch....scraaatch'
"what's taters....precious? tricksy triscksters....but...but, masters' nice to us...he's Briggsee's friend! No! he wants the preciousss!!!!"
"Did you hear something, James?" I asked.
"That's Briggsee." He said. "He's been following for some time now. I believe he serves a purpose in our task, somehow."
"I thought he played bass."
James chuckled, "Oh right! That is his purpose...completely slipped my mind. Keep moving, Marcus."
"It's just Mar...oh, forget it."
We continue down the corridor and pass another cell. A haunting chorus of moans rise from within. James explained to me that the cell contains former members of Supersofar who's musical ideas he didn't care for. He then violently struck with a steel rod at the emaciated hand that reached out through the bars of the cell. I try not to let him see my fear, and the fact that i've wet myself.
"And to your left is the Hell of the upsidedown sinners", James stated - a little too lightheartedly, "Mikey got the idea to build it after watching Big Trouble in Little China".
Finally - We reach the control room of the studio. Briggsee is perched on a stool like a gargoyle and laying down some tasty bass lines. A half devoured koi fish lays at his feet. "oh yes...spoilin a nice groove. Give it to us raw and wriggling! precioussss!" He's suprisingly good looking. No wonder the chicks dig the Briggsee. Now to my parts:
"Where's the guitar?" I ask Bob, who's been leering at me while toying menaceingly with an ancient obsidian blade. He nods towards what appears to be a fencepost strung up with chicken wire.
"You want me to play that?" I said, incredulously. "I know, Marc" he said while adjusting the crude tin foil cone that sits a top his unusually large head. "It's a little harder to play, but the tone rocks...ready? We're rolling!"....
Darkness. The cell is cold, my fingers are bloody and numb. I can barely grasp the dead rat to give it a proper toss. All I can think of at this point is...Hey! That was a pretty good little session! I'm very lucky to be in this band.
Oh and this post wins the prize for most edits....Argh!
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