
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
The Good Old NW

Monday, September 28, 2009
It's Yom Kippur in NYC!!
Sunday, September 27, 2009
I hate the Broncos!
Here is a pretty sweet pic of Jay Cutler getting sacked last year. I only wish he was still on the Broncos so we could do this to him again all afternoon. Looks like Mr. Orton will have to take the heat. This beloved rivalry is the first of two meetings, with today being on Oakland soil. Go Raiders!!!
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Isn't it Magical?
Look here.
I just had my bow re-haired with the mane from a unicorn. Seriously. Everything is so magical when I play now, it feels like......I'm at a Night Club with Britney Spears' Toxic blasting over the speakers, and I just can't help but just dance my ass off. And all around me are these magical creatures, equally dancing their asses off. Centaurs, Mystics, Harpies, Leprechauns, Luck Dragons, JC, and of course Unicorns. We just float around and rock out! And there's Sashimi floating around too. We just eat sushi and dance and.........
Sorry, I got lost there. Anyway, I like my new unicorn hair.
Geoff
Friday, September 25, 2009
Ice Cream

All right, look! Tomatoes are pretty rad. I love them. I could eat them all day. This one is growing on my roof as I write. And I'm telling you, it would taste delicious! I can not condone the desecration of these lovely little guys.
Ice cream is also pretty rad! There's this salted caramel stuff I've fallen in love with lately. Damned good! But any kind of ice cream will do it for me. Frosty's are awesome too.
But I'm telling you. If that ice cream truck comes around my corner one more f'n time today, I am going to plaster the side of the truck with this juicy morsel. Why can't they come up with a better tune to play? Anything?
My vote is gonna be for...Summertime, by Will Smith.
Any other thoughts out there?
Geoff
ps. Sorry tomato.
How sweet is this pic?!!
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Billyburg
Monday, September 21, 2009
Lessons

I'll be damned if this is the craziest most difficult little instrument I've ever tried to play. I just can't figure out how it makes sense. I have seen many people try to play this thing, and I'll be damned if they sound genius on it! Well, I try to carry it with me, and soon you'll see me playing some Upright bass/harmonica duos with myself. Practice, Practice, Practice...
I'll take Josh yet in a solo. Burn Baby!
Monday, September 14, 2009
You've gotta be kidding me!

Sometimes the Seattle government is so very disappointing. They make me want to punch them all in the face! And that's not easy! There are probably thousands of them. But then again, it could just be a little squirrel making all of the decisions. I could punch that guy in the face. Unless its one of those Rescue Rangers. They are pretty bad ass!
Anyway, apparently the cops don't know how to walk anymore. They drive these things around. Waste of money? Please circle answer Y/N
And is the one on the right talking on his cell phone? That's illegal! No more wheels for you!
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
New Beginnings
As I fly back home to Brooklyn I realize that the next phase is commencing. Relaxing in Seattle and seeing family and friends only solidified the feeling of being in a constant state of flux and growth. The comfort of home will always be there when I’m ready. Now is a unique time and will never come again. The time that we take to really dig into something and grow is tense and uncomfortable, but the resolution to make something truly great is an absolute. There is no compromise. And, the reward is taking a step back and a deep breath and saying wholly shit look what we have made.
After being away in NYC the Seattle air was especially crisp and clean and the conversations I had with friends and family felt all the more passionate. I know that Seattle is home and always will be, but I have a job to do.
We have really grown as a band and we really really rocked some shows!
Now that the album is done and released it feels like phase two is taking the music to the next level. The visual aspect that we brought to these Northwest shows inspires me to dig even deeper. Playing to B-nasty’s video projections felt as though I was performing live, the dramatic soundtrack to my life in the city. Tension and release… tender and abrasive…very personal and very pertinent.
I’m excited to get to work.
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Avast Studios


So...sitting at computer at Avast Studios here in Seattle. Recording some Moon Doom Music with our good friend Robb Davidson. I found the following text up on the computer...enjoy.Dear Friends,
I'm sure you've received numerous bogus offers from someone in a foreign country who has been trying to contact you to give you a fortune if only you would give them an administration fee or your information. Some of it even looks legit. Most is in broken English, which I guess is supposed to lend authenticity. However, I think I've finally found one that really is!
My name is Ndugood. I am a wealthy Nigerian prince who loves the jazz of music.
I am seeking your help to move $200,000,000 from my checking account here in Nigeria to the United States. I too love the jazz of music and am planning to flee to America to open many jazz clubs at which I would like you to perform.
You will receive $42,000 a night, plus a meal.
My new "Tribal Village Vanguard" clubs will be of great success and you will become rich like the rest of American jazz musicians.
I have already applied for building exemptions to allow thatched stages and the spearing of live animals. But I desperately need your help. My tribe, the Swindlisi, a peaceful jazz-loving people, has been horribly oppressed by the ruling military junta, which despises the jazz of music.
My father, an exiled king and booking agent, was recently imprisoned under the draconian "three gigs - you're out" law, and now I must flee my beloved country with all of my improbable wealth - But I need help in moving it.
I have so much money that it will not fit in the allotted two checked bags and one carry-on. I am therefore want to transfer the money through your ATM system (The Nigerian ATM system cannot exchange international currencies; it only converts "antelope to money"). So please to just provide me with your full name and address, social security number, bank account and PIN numbers, and you will become incredibly (literally) rich from playing many jazz gigs.
(Note: normal Nigerian Musician's Union rules apply: three hour performances, two 15 minute breaks allowed, musicians to provide their own mosquito nets, one open fire per bandstand, one free meal plus anything you kill).
Act now. The first ten musicians to respond will receive a free copy of the Nigeria's Greatest Jazz Hits CD, by our beloved 'Disoriented' Gillespie Band, which contains the hits:
The Night Has A Thousand Flies
Goodbye Shrunken Head
Here's That Rainy Season
Just Tribesmen (Lovers No More)
Take the 'A' Trail
When I Fall In Quicksand
Half-Nelson Mandella
Blue Monkey
Leopard Skins and Moonbeams
Blue Mombossa
Almost Like Being In Lagos
Sunny Side of the Goatpath
I Didn't Know What Century It Was
Thank you for your many help.
Your inordinately wealthy Nigerian brother...
Prince Ndugoo
Monday, September 7, 2009
Secret Show tonight in Seattle
Thursday, September 3, 2009
Done
Das Vibenbass: You guys really ripped into your shit, good work (self-serving I know, but had to be said).
B-Nasty: Video most certainly help my mood in the show. First time I've let my shadow dance on screen with manta rays and robot dancers in the same night.
Lis Anna Christensen: She played the love of Elliot's life at the show. She was hiding back stage.
Michael Wallenfels: The comic rules!!! I hope you all buy a record and read the comic before they are gone.
Jenn Meyers: All the promo we needed. Thank you so much! I didn't even get to thank you in person.
C Newell: Sound/recording extraordinaire. He always makes us sound just that much better. For some reason he knows what we want.
Jessica Schroeder: My lovely was selling our gear all night long. Very beautifully I might add.
Michelle Miulli: Thank you thank you thank you for helping with the albums. And so straight.
Martin and Sam: Thanks for my rehearsal space back for a day. That made the show happen.
My Bass: Thanks for not falling apart onstage. Just a few more, and we can bandage up that bridge.
The Triple Door: Will, Ross, Nathan, Ira. I know you all didn't work it, but you help so damned much.
You: Thank you.
OK...now I can move on. Let's go get Portland Das!




