I'm tired. I left work on Friday, came home, showered and got dressed for Matt and Kim's wedding reception. Jay came by and picked me up. We rolled out to the beach house at Golden Gardens. It was a lovely evening. Cloudy, but the sun was glorious as it slowly dived towards the horizon.
As usual, the beach was packed and the air was filled with the smell of bbq.
We made our way into the party, just as the waitstaff was collecting all the food...
So Richelle, Jay and I had some cupcakes and shot the shit with Dante, Kim, Kiyo, Matt, Kim, Peter and some other Photodisc people that were there. We talked the waitstaff into hooking us up with some food too!
After the sun went down, we helped pack everything up and headed up to Matt and Kim's brilliant house in North Beach. I had to get back though, 'cause my new band, Blue Star Creeper was playing a gig at The Blue Moon. Jay dropped me off at home, I changed clothes and walked in right as the first band was packing up. I watched most of BSC's set and then joined them for the last three songs.
Porter Harp was on next. He and the lead singer in BSC were in a band together years ago. I worked with Porter at PhotoDisc so I really wanted to catch his set. It was some really cool stuff...like Phish, but not as 'jammy'.

The next day, I was picked up by Liz and Jessi as our friend Rebecca was graduating from the UW. We got into Husky Stadium (my first time!) and cheered as Becca walked in with Bachelor of Science kids. William Ruckelshaus gave the commencement speech and it was a pretty awesome one too! Not what I was expecting from a guy who'd worked for Nixon and Regan. He told the graduates that his generation had left them some "pretty big messes to clean up" and cited a pretty "liberal" sounding list. He was booed a bit when he called the Iraq War unjustified, but he got way more applause. Some of us (myself included) gave him a standing ovation!
After getting out of the clusterfuck of traffic around the U., Liz, Jess and I went to the Twilight Exit for beer and nachos. Then we took the ferry to Bremerton.
We hung out for a bit, then met Rebecca at The End Zone, but the place was dead. Turns out there's a new bar in Pt. Orchard called Mako's Bar and Grill. So off we went!
I won't bother to describe Mako's...I suggest you go yourself. Depending on how you like to have a good time, you could have a lot of fun there....or not. It was worth it, just to watch the mating dance and all the latest club bangers, though they could use a real DJ...y'know - with actual turntables.
I crashed on the couch and the next morning had coffee and cigs with Liz while we sat on the back porch and absorbed the day. I caught the 12:35 boat home.
It was a crackin' day. So after a shower I called Frito and rolled out to his place. He'd just gotten back from surfing. We watched the Netherlands v. Serbia/Montenegro and several episodes of "Arrested Development".

I got to bed around midnight.

BTW- If you click here you can download mp3's of The Visitors, which was me, Matt, Stu and Andy. This stuff was recorded at three different sessions in two different studios between '94 and '97. We didn't know anybody in the scene or how to promote ourselves, but I daresay the performances are actually better than on the Fey Ray album.

There's a earlier verions of "I Wanna Be New and Perfect" that has a killer pick slide, which IMO makes the damn song!

Anyway, I'd love to get y'alls feedback on it. And if you didn't already know, Fey Ray is no more. Matt's getting his Masters and learning Arabic, Seth's doing solo stuff and playing with The Graze and Rosyvelt and Adam has his jazz group and is awaiting his firstborn.

Thanks to all who came out and supported us, bought CD's or gave us encouragement over the last five years. I had a blast!


1 comment:

Tracy said...

Flat on my back
In a lonely sprawl
I stare at the ceiling
Because i can not fall
Asleep tonight
No not at all
Head lights flash
Across my bedroom wall
Crying eyes open
Because i can not fall
In love with you
No not at all

Walk away and taste the pain
Come again some other day
Aren't you glad you weren't afraid
Funny how the price gets paid

Busted in two
Like a brittle stick
I can not drink
Because my throat constricts
Lovesick from you
That will never do
Open my mouth

i couldn't make a sound
i could not scream
i could not shout
it out to you
nothing to do

walk away and taste the pain
come again some other day
aren't you glad you weren't afraid
funny how the price gets paid

this may come as a shocking surprise
i have to take a walk
i have to kiss it goodbye
goodbye my love
goodbye my love
i am not alive

walk away and taste the pain
come again some other day
aren't you glad you weren't afraid
funny how the price gets paid