i am almost Lois Lane.
thank you for checking up on us.... we're on day 3 of Unisex Tour and hanging out in the heat at our friend Baby A's house in Chevy Chase, MD (air conditioning is busted...). after rehearsing for a few days with drummer Seanny (Columbus' the Illusion), bassist Brad (Cinci's Charlie Hustle), and WALK newbie and guitarist Mikey (met him on tour in South Bend), we left Friday for Lexington in Seanny's white Ninja Turtles van. thanks to the sexy Dolores (our GPS) we made it safely to Buster's, giant warehouse venue in Lex. there we played with an incredible funk band fronted by Lurch from the Addam's Family. as white as the day is long, the lead singer was nearly 7ft tall and sang like Barry White. however perhaps the most notable detail you need consider about Buster's is the wind. it took me a minute before i acknowledged that the air conditioning inside the warehouse was nothing short of turbulent. it was another moment before i realized spinning sinisterly below the sprawling ceiling was the source: a titanic fan, at least 30ft in diameter. after i reconnected the lower part of my jaw i delighted in pointing out the Big-Ass Fan to others throughout the night and watching them reconnect the lower parts of their jaws. i have actually just been informed by Seanny that the company who makes these is called "Big-Ass Fans". ...
we left our friend's house in the morning and began the 10hr drive to Baltimore. the drive through West Virginia and Pennsylvania was gorgeous and made quick enough by Herbie Hancock, Amazing Baby, even At the Drive In..?, Miles Davis, and the wonderful most wonderful game ever in the world Contact. if you aren't aware of this mind-reading word-game, the love is spreading all over the world and will find you soon enough.
Charm City Art Space, the Baltimore venue, was a garage-turned-hipster-artsy-venue. our promoter friend there, Scott, was a big red viking and very kind... he accommodated us and squeezed us onto his video-game-band bill. yes every band that played were video game cover bands, and how! unfortunately the space was so hot, SOO hot, that we sweated nearly to the point of collapse. by the last chorus of Anna Sun i believed i was going to bite it Lois Lane style and fall over into Mikey's guitar rig. thankfully the night was faint-free and we ended the night relaxing with friends at the Tastee Diner in Bethesda.
we are now leaving Baby A's abode and are off on the easy 4hr stint up highway 95. our show in NYC is at the Highline Ballroom in the West Village, 8pm sharp. love and poodles and panda bears. hope to see you there =)
Sunday, July 18, 2010
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
Sunday, July 4, 2010
wishing you good tidings on July 4th
as much as we argue about how it is and ought to be run, as much as we sometimes love to hate on it, as big a joke as it is made out to be in movies and pop culture, America is a good place to live, a good place to grow up.
i was a homebody tonight instead of goin out friends, and my parents and i stood out on the front lawn, watching explosions in the sky 200 yards away, 20 miles away, right over our heads, from all different parts of the Eastside 'burbs.
i had a similar experience a couple years ago... hanging out for the 4th at the Bellevedere apartments in Clifton, went up to the roof where there's an almost 360-degree view of the city. mild night, nothing doing, and then: all across the city of Cincinnati were flashes of light and fire... a few at first and then hundreds of explosions all at once, filling the air with color and sound and it shook me for a moment as i thought, my God, it's like we're being attacked. it's like some beautiful terrible memory of being attacked in our own town. and i remembered... well duh, that's exactly what it is. but it had never dawned on me the meaning, the vision of your own home being lit up red and white in the middle of the night, the fear for your close friends and your mom & dad and your future and your life. and today we replicate that moment in history but without fear.. instead with fun and drinks, wows, smiles... in celebration! how strange! how mildly inappropriate? how oddly exactly what it ought to be? how poignant?
whatever it was, it was special to me to be so humbled, struck in the face by this holiday which had been in my mind just a big weird party that happened every year. may the meaning and sense of hope that this day is meant to bring find its way into all of our pointed little heads this year.
happy 4th! be safe and be merry!
i was a homebody tonight instead of goin out friends, and my parents and i stood out on the front lawn, watching explosions in the sky 200 yards away, 20 miles away, right over our heads, from all different parts of the Eastside 'burbs.
i had a similar experience a couple years ago... hanging out for the 4th at the Bellevedere apartments in Clifton, went up to the roof where there's an almost 360-degree view of the city. mild night, nothing doing, and then: all across the city of Cincinnati were flashes of light and fire... a few at first and then hundreds of explosions all at once, filling the air with color and sound and it shook me for a moment as i thought, my God, it's like we're being attacked. it's like some beautiful terrible memory of being attacked in our own town. and i remembered... well duh, that's exactly what it is. but it had never dawned on me the meaning, the vision of your own home being lit up red and white in the middle of the night, the fear for your close friends and your mom & dad and your future and your life. and today we replicate that moment in history but without fear.. instead with fun and drinks, wows, smiles... in celebration! how strange! how mildly inappropriate? how oddly exactly what it ought to be? how poignant?
whatever it was, it was special to me to be so humbled, struck in the face by this holiday which had been in my mind just a big weird party that happened every year. may the meaning and sense of hope that this day is meant to bring find its way into all of our pointed little heads this year.
happy 4th! be safe and be merry!
Friday, July 2, 2010
onesies and facepaint
UNISEX TOUR:
7/16 Lexington
7/17 Baltimore
7/18-19 New York City w/UNISEX SALON
7/20-21 Philly/DC TBA
7/22 Columbus
7/23 Cincinnati
7/24 Covington
more to come.
7/16 Lexington
7/17 Baltimore
7/18-19 New York City w/UNISEX SALON
7/20-21 Philly/DC TBA
7/22 Columbus
7/23 Cincinnati
7/24 Covington
more to come.
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
three-hundred sixty-five degrees
some video of the show with Wakey! Wakey!
first, something we never do, but did on Friday. =) i think we will make a habit of this...
last, the bum, bum, bum, clap clap!
e-mail us your ideas for cover songs at theboys (at) walkthemoononline (dot) com
OR message us on facebook.com/walkthemoon
videos courtesy of the delightful Lauren Rasmussen (youtube 'wingedelfgirl')
addendum
and in case you didn't get the message:
thanks Robin ;)
first, something we never do, but did on Friday. =) i think we will make a habit of this...
last, the bum, bum, bum, clap clap!
e-mail us your ideas for cover songs at theboys (at) walkthemoononline (dot) com
OR message us on facebook.com/walkthemoon
videos courtesy of the delightful Lauren Rasmussen (youtube 'wingedelfgirl')
addendum
and in case you didn't get the message:
thanks Robin ;)
Sunday, June 20, 2010
eggs and bac-y! and news
first, a memory.
Friday night we shared the stage with the well-bearded, well-worded, well-yes-some-more-if-you-please NYC band Wakey! Wakey!, led by Michael Grubbs of One Tree Hill fame.
across the foggy ribbons of neons and stage lights we saw so many friends and so many faces we didn't know... after we offered up an upside-down cover of "Burning Down the House" and finished out the set, we (and everyone else) got to enjoy the epic, folky Spring Standards and long-awaited Wakey! Wakey!. all not before discovering the secret all-black back room of the Mad Hatter where Sean, Ryan, and I hung out for a minute with Michael, his gorgeous German bassist Anne and babe keyboardist Tanya (I love it... Wakey! Wakey! consists of TV heartthrob Mikey Grubbs and his army of talented and approachable supermodels... and drummer Spencer). among other things we worshipped Twitter, chuckled about dudes who wear bright colors, played a purple guitar and took some silly photos with my disposable camera (did you know they still make those?). they couldn't have been kinder and more content to spend time with some real cincinnati folk... and watching their show wasn't too different from that. the Wakey! Wakey! set was sparkling and earnest, sort of like if you rode Space Mountain with the cast of Andy Griffith and 200 of your best friends.
the members of Spring Standards and the purple-guitar-playing tour manager then rushed onstage for the last tune; Anne must've seen me hungrily eye-ing a tambourine, cause she pulled me up and we all shouted and shook and jangled and sang together. smiley, Wakey! Wakey! said goodnight.
AND suddenly, when all the sounds had softened and Michael made his way back to the merch table, the room went black and floodlights flicked on as the power was cut to half of Covington. AND then in the half-light the greatest thing in the world happened, which means people spontaneously pulled out instruments and started singing folk songs together. AND that's what i love about music, that when all the lights go out and our phones are dead and our tech-y modern world is reduced to half-light, people are gonna make music like so what?
and off the soap-box for a little news...
this coming Friday we're back at the Mad Hatter for a rare show - a rep from a big-whig booking agency will be there checking out Cincinnati acts. it's an important one for us, and we'd be really grateful to see you out there. got to show this man what we're about!!
if you can't make it Friday, we're playing Saturday night at the Mainstay in downtown Cinci. we play at midnight, and the Dukes open at 11pm.
thanks again to everyone who came out on Friday... you were wonderful. cheers, Michael, Anne, Tanya, Spence, and friends! and to the Heffs and Birdfinder! hope to see you again soon.
love,
Friday night we shared the stage with the well-bearded, well-worded, well-yes-some-more-if-you-please NYC band Wakey! Wakey!, led by Michael Grubbs of One Tree Hill fame.
across the foggy ribbons of neons and stage lights we saw so many friends and so many faces we didn't know... after we offered up an upside-down cover of "Burning Down the House" and finished out the set, we (and everyone else) got to enjoy the epic, folky Spring Standards and long-awaited Wakey! Wakey!. all not before discovering the secret all-black back room of the Mad Hatter where Sean, Ryan, and I hung out for a minute with Michael, his gorgeous German bassist Anne and babe keyboardist Tanya (I love it... Wakey! Wakey! consists of TV heartthrob Mikey Grubbs and his army of talented and approachable supermodels... and drummer Spencer). among other things we worshipped Twitter, chuckled about dudes who wear bright colors, played a purple guitar and took some silly photos with my disposable camera (did you know they still make those?). they couldn't have been kinder and more content to spend time with some real cincinnati folk... and watching their show wasn't too different from that. the Wakey! Wakey! set was sparkling and earnest, sort of like if you rode Space Mountain with the cast of Andy Griffith and 200 of your best friends.
the members of Spring Standards and the purple-guitar-playing tour manager then rushed onstage for the last tune; Anne must've seen me hungrily eye-ing a tambourine, cause she pulled me up and we all shouted and shook and jangled and sang together. smiley, Wakey! Wakey! said goodnight.
AND suddenly, when all the sounds had softened and Michael made his way back to the merch table, the room went black and floodlights flicked on as the power was cut to half of Covington. AND then in the half-light the greatest thing in the world happened, which means people spontaneously pulled out instruments and started singing folk songs together. AND that's what i love about music, that when all the lights go out and our phones are dead and our tech-y modern world is reduced to half-light, people are gonna make music like so what?
and off the soap-box for a little news...
this coming Friday we're back at the Mad Hatter for a rare show - a rep from a big-whig booking agency will be there checking out Cincinnati acts. it's an important one for us, and we'd be really grateful to see you out there. got to show this man what we're about!!
if you can't make it Friday, we're playing Saturday night at the Mainstay in downtown Cinci. we play at midnight, and the Dukes open at 11pm.
thanks again to everyone who came out on Friday... you were wonderful. cheers, Michael, Anne, Tanya, Spence, and friends! and to the Heffs and Birdfinder! hope to see you again soon.
love,
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
oh my God.
courtesy of 
MONROE — The large Jesus statue iconic to Interstate 75 in Monroe is destroyed following an apparent lightning strike.
Motorists were stopped along the highway and around the Monroe area to watch the 62-foot “King of Kings” statue burn before officers dispersed traffic. The fire was reported just 11:15 p.m. Monday, June 15. Within minutes, all that was left was the steel frame of the statue at Solid Rock Church, 904 N. Union Road.
“It’s crazy,” said Ted Williams, 35, of Monroe, who could see the statue ablaze from a Shell gas station along Ohio 63.
After midnight, the fire had spread to the nearby amphitheater of the church, according to Monroe dispatchers. There were no reports of injuries.
The statue, which appeared to come out of the water, was known by multiple nicknames since it was built in 2004, including “Touchdown Jesus” because the arms re raised upward, similar to a motion made when a touchdown is scored in football, or “Drowning Jesus.” It also was known as “Big Butter Jesus” after comedian Heywood Banks referred to it as such and created a song about the statue, which he performed on radio’s “The Bob and Tom Show.”
The statue was constructed of wood and styrofoam over a steel framework that was anchored in concrete aand covered with a fiberglass mat and resin exterior, according to the church. Earlier this spring, the statue was power cleaned and touched up with 60 gallons of white paint to address exposure from the elements, said Ron Carter, administrator at Solid Rock, a nondemonimational megachurch.
Crews responded from Monroe, Middletown, Liberty Twp., Deerfield Twp. and Trenton, according to dispatchers.
Messages left at the church late Monday were not returned.
MONROE — The large Jesus statue iconic to Interstate 75 in Monroe is destroyed following an apparent lightning strike.
Motorists were stopped along the highway and around the Monroe area to watch the 62-foot “King of Kings” statue burn before officers dispersed traffic. The fire was reported just 11:15 p.m. Monday, June 15. Within minutes, all that was left was the steel frame of the statue at Solid Rock Church, 904 N. Union Road.
“It’s crazy,” said Ted Williams, 35, of Monroe, who could see the statue ablaze from a Shell gas station along Ohio 63.
After midnight, the fire had spread to the nearby amphitheater of the church, according to Monroe dispatchers. There were no reports of injuries.
The statue, which appeared to come out of the water, was known by multiple nicknames since it was built in 2004, including “Touchdown Jesus” because the arms re raised upward, similar to a motion made when a touchdown is scored in football, or “Drowning Jesus.” It also was known as “Big Butter Jesus” after comedian Heywood Banks referred to it as such and created a song about the statue, which he performed on radio’s “The Bob and Tom Show.”
The statue was constructed of wood and styrofoam over a steel framework that was anchored in concrete aand covered with a fiberglass mat and resin exterior, according to the church. Earlier this spring, the statue was power cleaned and touched up with 60 gallons of white paint to address exposure from the elements, said Ron Carter, administrator at Solid Rock, a nondemonimational megachurch.
Crews responded from Monroe, Middletown, Liberty Twp., Deerfield Twp. and Trenton, according to dispatchers.
Messages left at the church late Monday were not returned.
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