The VP

One of the VP's of my company (yes, I have a day job until we're frickin' rockstars) came to a show a couple of months back. She dug it and bought a t-shirt, and now she wears it on Casual Fridays.


Today, I scheduled my meeting over one she had scheduled in the same room at the same time. What did I do to resolve the situation? I told her I'd put her photo up on The Motor Primitives blog.

What are you doing to keep your job?

New Dre(a)my Guy in Town

Due to the shear number of swear words laced throughout the hand written letter (written on a greasy popcorn bag) I sent to the Isthmus last Friday, I don't expect it to be published. Here are some brief comments on John Mendels(s)on's article:

1. To the man in parenthesis: If you have to supplement your byline with a self-aggrandizing, large font sidebar and declare how humble you are. You aren't.
2. To the Isthmus: Everyone need an editor (even the "formerly famous"). This town is brimming with a lot of really intelligent and capable people. Why they all turn to mush and fall to their knees screaming "We're not worthy!" when someone new walks in the room is beyond me. It must be a upper Midwest thing. The article had at least half a dozen foci, none of which were truly developed. For example, you could have easily edited out one of the million references to the local band tendency toward wearing T-shirts. How does this addresses the subject of "How We Sound?" Filler, filler, filler!

Finally, I would just like to point out that, pound-for-pound, our band has more sex appeal than any other band in Madison. We're so sexy we've got a gig on the day of love, Valentine's Day. Now, I'm not talking trollop-like sex appeal (not that there's anything wrong with that), I'm talking oooh-baby! sensual-NESS! Have you seen our organ player purse his lips? Hell, our punk-ass rhythm section is entirely too sexy for it's figurative shirt. Yes, that's right...Sexiest band every...Per(i)od!

We Love Luv 'n' Stuff

While we are busy mixing our latest recording, I wanted to take the opportunity to "pump" our next show. Next up is a Valentine's Day gig at Dobhan Restaurant - not a place we'd usually play, but for Luv, we'll do anything. It's a fantastic restaurant with food like this:

No, I don't know what it is, but I'd gladly eat it. The idea is, you can enjoy dinner at Dobhan (2110 Atwood Ave, Madison, WI 53704) and then stick around to dance with yer date to The Motor Primitives. Or, just stop by with or without a date around 9pm and enjoy free admission and a cocktail or three. If you're single, instead of weeping on your couch, this might be a cool happening at which to meet someone! And, if you're not good at that sort of thing, we'll talk to you. Really...if you buy a T-shirt, a-that is... :>)

A Day in the Life

Here's what it's like to be famous rock stars in the studio. Unfortunately, I didn't get any photos of the (**rock 'n' roll cliché alert!**) hookers and blow. Recording in cac-o-phonic dubley sound, of course.


Robin and Jeff hard at work.




Pam hard at work.




Engineer Ken Busch hard at work.




Some serious jazz must be happening here.




Pam, shredding. The sneer makes it sound better. Really.




Jeff doing what Jeff does better than anyone in the business.




Robin hard at work, again. (Poor Robin had to sit through all of Sunday, which was the "Day of the Overdubs" with nothing to overdub himself beyond a four minute tambourine track which he finished first thing in the morning. But we were recording in his house; where was he going to go? What was he going to do? Read the sunday New York Times in his kitchen, of course!)




Use the Force, Ed!




Griffin and Kane hard at work.




Artsy!

Recording...Finally!!

So the current line up of the Motor Primitives have been together since Feb/March-ish of 2007. I think it's about time we lay down some tracks.

No, not hotwheel tracks. But this is one of my favorite cars:
(Corvette: Hummena-hummena)

In ten hours we will begin recording a few songs. Finally some accurate representation of how we sound now! This recording experience will be a little different from others we've had. The studio will be on Rutledge Steet. We'll be using something more sophisticated than this:

But something less sophisticated than this:

We might end up with a really fantastic EP or a great demo. Impossible to know. Stay tuned!

First Gig of the Year!!

And it's about time!

Tonight we salute New Zealand in all of it's glory. Come on down to the Glass Nickel for a party and some music (music starts at 10 pm). Help us celebrate the suchness of Alison! Tomorrow, our friend journeys back to the land of her birth for a whole three months.


(Disclaimer: Not really a naked picture of Alison)

If you show up before 10 pm, you'll be able to get in for free. The Nickel will start to charge a $3 cover at 10pm which is still super cheap admission for a show that will start with Johnny T and ending with us.

And now...An observation:
New Zealand looks like Italy only upside down and flipped.





Don't see it? Try squinting and forget about Sicily.





Hobbits get in for half price.