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State: Virginia
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Thursday, June 07, 2007 

6 Foot Loofah

This Saturday June 9

7:00 PM at ArtSpace

Free and all ages

ALL GOOD THINGS COME TO AN END

Seinfeld came off the air setting up the inevitable debate with Cheers fans, regular distribution of Orangina in the states ceased, and quality music put out by Michael Jackson seemed to be as rare as hippies wearing something other than patchouli.

BUT WHY MUST 6FL COME TO AN END

Van Lloyden is getting married and moving to Vermont

Shelby is bored of 1 and 5

Alycia is checking into a rehab clinic for her addiction to garden gnomes and lousy 70s disco music

Hunter is fed up with being called Johnny 5 and feels that the only way to reinvent himself…is to disband 6 Foot Loofah

1 of the above is true, you take your pick.

I'VE NEVER HEARD OF 6 FOOT LOOFAH, WHO ARE THEY?

It was in a small unknown village in Mexico that 6 Foot Loofah got their start.  However, at that time they were known Loofah de Seis Pies and Van Lloyden as….uh Dave.  After being discovered by their talent agent El Guapo, Loofah de Seis Pies was quickly moved to the budding music metropolis of Richmond, VA and changed their names to the more anglo-radio friendly name of 6 Foot Loofah.  Since their move to Richmond 3 years ago, they have found themselves a nitch in mediocrity from which they have thrived.

Come celebrate mediocrity with Richmond's best unknown band, 6 Foot Loofah this Saturday, June 9 at ArtSpace (at Plant Zero in Manchester) as we give our final show.  We will pay every song we have ever written and do so in style with the backdrop of ArtSpace.

www.myspace.com/6footloofah for more details

Tuesday, February 27, 2007 

After being in the Richmond music scene now for 3+ years, people have finally started spelling our band name right...6 Foot Loofah.

It is not spelled:
TBA
6 Foot Loofa
Lawnsmell
Foot Loofa
Playing Grab Ass With Mr. Knopple
sixfootloofah
Sucky Suck and the Sucks
Bon Jovi
Sicks Phut Lupha
The Testestertones
six phat loofas
Brian Adams

Being new on the Richmond music scene, we were ok with people spelling our names wrong; however, now that we are huge rock stars, it is no longer acceptable.  We will now call down the wrath of van lloyden whenever we see 6 Foot Loofah spelled wrong.

I would love to hear your comments on how you thought we spelled our name whenever you first heard our band name.  Feel free to comment below.

loofahcorp

Monday, November 13, 2006 

Current mood:  ecstatic

So we've changed our "top friends" list to 24...here's the rational:

The first 9 are venues/companys/local org.s that have promoted us in some way.

The next 7 are our personal favorite bands that we've played with or would like to play with sometime in the future.

The final 8 are peoeple that are guitly by assossiation or they just plain like us!

Here's to you TOP 24

Wednesday, November 01, 2006 

Current mood:  confused

6footloofah.com is fashionably late with its updates.  After 6 months of no attention, the page has up to date information and downloads from a live show in June.

 

Wednesday, October 18, 2006 
Loofah Lovers,

After years of being #11, Loofah has finally managed to break into a top 10 list...and in dramatic fashion! Somehow after years of sounding like #2...we have managed to become #2. So go check out the Richmond Buzz's Top Hot 10 List, and be sure and shower the comment section there with love and adoration for your beloved loofah (lie if you have too!).

The Richmond Buzz's Top Hot 10 List
Monday, August 21, 2006 

Check out the article on us at The Richmond Buzz website:

http://www.therichmondbuzz.com/6FootLoofah.html

Saturday, May 27, 2006 

Annual MUSIC SEEN FESTIVAL in its 6th year

Free music festival scheduled for June2 & 3 at the Canal Club

 

May 3, 2006, Richmond, VAWCVE Richmond PBS, one of the Community Idea Stations, will hold its sixth annual MUSIC SEEN FESITIVAL, a free music event in preparation for new episodes of THE MUSIC SEEN, WCVEs series televising local musicians. The festival will be held June 2 and 3 at The Canal Club, 1545 E. Cary Street and will feature ten bands:

 

Friday June 2

  8pm - Chuck Disse (New Progressive Rock)

  9pm - 6 Foot Loofah (Power Pop)

10pm - The Caste (Indie/Punk Rock)

11pm - Pentup House (Progressive Alternative)

12pm - Palominos  (Southern Roots Rock and Roll)

 

Saturday June 3

  8pm - Chris Lucas (Solo Acoustic Roots)

  9pm - Buttercup (Country Gone Hay-wire)

10pm - The Atkinsons (Americana)

11pm - Kevin Davis and Ban Caribe (Caribbean)

12pm - Bio Ritmo (Nuyorican style Salsa)

 

The performances are taped for television, to be broadcast later this year on the Community Idea Stations, WCVE Richmond PBS and WHTJ Charlottesville PBS. Past episodes are currently being aired in cities across the country through an arrangement with American Public Television, the largest provider of ancillary public television programming in the United States. Thus this locally-produced series is providing nationwide exposure for local musical artists.

 

Production funding for THE MUSIC SEEN is provided by the members of WCVE Richmond PBS and by Plan 9 Music.

 

For more on this series, go to ideastations.org/musicseen.

Monday, May 01, 2006 

Stealing Time

Stealing time

You wont leave me alone

Stealing time

I wont answer the phone

 

She walked in the room, nobody noticed

but I saw your eyes move, as she sat beside you.

Tell me what made you think?

What made your body sink?

As I begin to fade away.  Your just

 

Tell me what I should see,

instead of you hurting me

Was it some kind of art,

Traded lives as I played the part

I laughed and I cried and made certain to try.

Only to now ask why?

 

It could have been my heart, torn apart.

I called you friend.  Now Im near the end.

It was all right for you, that night

To loose yourself in her.

Now Im sure your just

 

 Fall

Like leaves fall on me

Like leaves fall on me

Holy roses feel that way

Holy roses feel that way

 

Red gold green blue

Red gold meet you

Red gold green blue

Red gold meet you

Dont sail away, no

Dont sail away

 

Holy roses feel that way

Holy roses feel that way

 

Like leaves fall on me

Nobody knows no one like these

Fall on me

 

Yes

Ill say yes

 

 Consume

Clothe me in your glory

Clothe me in your fragrance

Clothe me in you

Clothe me in you

 

Walk beside me now

Be with me

Dance beside me now

Be with me

 

Youre the one I want

Youre the one I need

You are my desire

You are my desire

 

If its all you want its me

If its all you want you see

 

Phever

Look at me and tell me you dont see another pretty face in the crowd

Talk to me and tell me to get my head down from these clouds

 

La, la, la, la.

Oh, Ive got a fever

Ive got a fever

 

Shout with me and dont say its too late to say goodbye

Dance with me and lets move and lets groove and lets jump so high I can almost touch the sky

 

Hot then cold this fever grows

Help me pick this life up off the floor

All around theres light and sound

It doesnt really matter anymore

Oh, Ive got a fever

Ive got a fever

A fever inside

A fever so high

 

All my friends say, You dont want me.

I never wanted things to end this way

Soft and slow you pull me close

It doesnt really matter anyway

 

Oh, Ive got a fever

Ive got a fever

A fever for you

Only you

 

 Green

Green grass on the ceiling

Crosses on the floor

Makeshift down your feelings

Leave them wanting more

 

Come what may

Ill be here

On my way

To another year

 

Unsure of a reason

Make it to the storm

Offering of a season

Maybe something pure

 

Come what may

Ill be here

I was driving away

To be followed again

 

Be one

 

I was driving away

I was moving again

Your butterflies lead me astray

Or do you push me away

Hey

 

One day

 

 Power Pop

Sixteen Candles on my cake

Im not sure if Im awake

I know you told me so

But I still need to know

Is this the 1980s?

Have I become my television music?

 

Sixteen candles on my cake

Puppy love my heart will break

I know I told you no

Can we hold hands for show?

Im just a fragile kitten

I need kid gloves remember

 

Please believe me when you seize me

Make me want to hold and squeeze you

Make me purr and kind of queasy

Being pure is not that easy

 

Peel away

Save the day

 

 Tell Me Again

Ive been thinking of dreaming my life away

And Ive been thinking of telling you all the things Ive wanted to say

 

And outside you call my name

But inside you stay just the same

I know that Im in your dreams

Tell me what youve seen

 

Tell me again what you think of me cause I really want to know

Tell me again why you love me cause I cant remember anymore

 

 Polyphonic Polly

Polyphonic Polly found lifes hard without her dolly

She was only just sixteen

Seventeen was calling when she heard that life's appalling

moving round from scene to scene

 

Goodnight my friend

 

Polyphonic Polly heard that there's a certain folly

in life without the same routine

All she could remember was that cold day in December

the day that she turned seventeen

 

Goodnight my friend

 

Playing with her doll

everything seemed so small

to find a move

through a world, a world she had to prove

 

Finding time was funny cause she always needed money

to cover all of life and love

Polyphonic Polly, thoughts of those times when she saw me

just simple things she could speak of

 

Goodnight my friend

 

 Rock Show

Eighteen years old on my waterbed

Taking the arms off Mr. Potato Head

I teased my hair and rolled my pants

Then watched my brother eat a fistful of ants

 

Sitting on the couch in front of the TV

Watching McGyver was pretty sweet to me

When my friends burst in

At a quarter past 10

 

Lets Go!  Lets Go!  Lets Go!  Lets Go!

To The Rock Show

 

The lights went down to the sound of a guitar

We yelled so loud at that leather-bound superstar

For my money Bolton can't be beat

Late at night in the summer heat

 

No more Abba, no More GoGos

No more New Kids, you just don't know

No more tattoos, no more fondue

No more late nights watching Kung-Fu

No more parties, no more disco

Now Im on the straight and narrow

No more tight perms, beehive hairdos

Now my closets full of muumuus

 

The smell of smoke and sour beer

I can still hear the crowd scream and cheer

My last show rocked so hard

As me and my friends listened from the yard

 

 Boy Next Door

He was a prom king

She was a bad, bad, girl

She was convicted

He was the boy next door

 

He was so charming

And so hard to ignore

A smile so disarming

For a boy next door

 

She was alluring

He thought hed let her know

His voice assuring

With a simple hello, hello

 

She was the prom queen

Wanting to feel no more

Twice hurt and addicted

To the boy next door

 

Dating Game

Whats a girl gotta do to get a date with you

Whats a girl gotta say to make you look my way

Let me tell you why I do the things I do

As we ride all night in your daddys Chevrolet

(So you can tell me why you say the things you say)

 

I don't want to be alone

I stay up late at night staring at the telephone

You don't seem to want to call

Look my way or even notice me at all

 

You never look at me and smile

I can see that this is going to take a while

I never thought it'd be this way.

What more do I have to say?

 

Don't take a look, don't stop and stare

You didnt notice me standing over there

Youre not ever gonna see my brighter side

And you don't seem to want to try

Friday, February 17, 2006 

Current mood:  apathetic

Loofah Wins?

So, Shelby called me into his office, and we both listened to the radio....Loofah would continue to play in the 102.1 Local Xposure concerts.

So this is a good thing I guess.  To be honest it wasn't what I expected.  I mean come on, with a name like Local Xposure?  Didn't think that sort of thing was legal in south, boy was I dissapointed and embarassed when I showed up at the Canal Club...guess I'll be smarter in April.

That brings me to my final conclusion....Shelby sounds dumb on the radio.  Though I think any of us would sound dumb on the radio as we all sound so corn-fed Iowa in comparison.  In comparison to whom you ask?  Got me, but did I just say whom?

To quote Mr. 5....now show me my motto.

- DVL

Friday, February 17, 2006 

Meow Mix....Please Deliver

Well, the last time I was at the Canal Club, I had a pineapple and ham pizza that gave me the runs for 2 days.  I expected similar returns from last nights appearance; however, I was surprised at my overall enjoyment of the evening.  Being sick I decided this would be a low-octane evening, then I somehow conjured up the belief that a bourbon neat would help kill the remaining germs in my mouth - yep, that did the trick as I feel much better today.  So the show sounded alright, I was a little sloppy, but not too sloppy to charm the metal kids into fascination with my Sambora-like licks.  I had a great mini-conversation about Tool with some guys that I would have never imagined could become 6 Foot Loofah fans.  I had a nice side conversation with Alyssa from the 102.1 the X on the side-stage and have to admit that all of the X kids were very good people.  After the gig I drove myself home for the yin of my otherwise yang evening.  The image of the pseudo-rockstar-sambora-like-guitar-icon scooping cat poop out of a litter box contrasted the set at the Canal Club nicely.  I laughed it off as I fed my cat and sang "I want chicken, I want liver.  Meow mix, meow mix, please deliver."

-DVL