Status: Single
City: ATLANTA
State: Georgia
Country: US
Signup Date: 5/14/2005
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Friday, December 11, 2009
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We have gotten a lot of feedback from fans about the problems with drinking and driving when attending our live shows. We have come up with a plan and are implementing it for the New Years Eve show at The Masquerade in Atlanta. If this goes well we will consider doing something similar for all of our shows. Here is how it works: Anyone who is willing to be a designated driver for at least three 21+ fans gets a free ticket to the show. The three tickets must be purchased in advance and at the same time from The Masquerade box office or any of the bands to get the free ticket. Designated driver will be marked as a NON-DRINKER for the evening. Please let us know your thoughts on this program, we are open to suggestions. If you are interested in taking advantage of this special please send a message to us on the myspace, or info@thebastardsuns.com
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Saturday, December 05, 2009
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Category: Music
Hello and Happy Holidays from The Bastard Suns! Its been a while since our last update so I thought I'd give all your twigs and berries a quick 'how's your father'. So take your balls outta your purse, Mary, cause here we go!
Lets start with some good news/bad news: The bad news is that, as you might've noticed, the bastards have taken most of November and December off, and that means you'll have one LESS reason to get drunk during the holidays, even though we're all probably looking for a few MORE reasons!
But fear not, for just as every cloud has a silver lining, and at least some hookers have a heart of gold, there is an upside to the bad news. Actually, there are a few upsides-first off, we've written and learned three new songs so far and we've got another two waiting in the wings. One of these is the first song written completely by Levon and it kicks serious ass. Big ups to my little cinnamon warrior. "So C-Murda, when can we expect to sample these new gems on a live stage?", you ask.
Well I have an answer, because we're throwing the best New Years Eve Party/Show in Atlanta at The Masquerade! We've recruited two of the best punk bands in the Southeast, The Carry-Ons and The Bitter End, to help us ring in the New Year right. Also, we've got special surprise guests and a DUI-Prevention Program lined up. For every three tickets sold to 21 & up carpoolers, a fourth designated driver will get a free ticket. That's right, we bastards are doing our part to keep all our loved friends and fans footloose and felony free! Hit up any of the bands for details/tickets.
Just like Bartles and James Winecoolers, we thank you for your support!
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Wednesday, October 28, 2009
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"Hey there Little Red Riding Hood-The Bastard Suns are really good-hows about hangin' out with us on Halloween? Hey there Little Red Riding Hood, its gonna be so awesome that I've got wood, come rock out with us and support your scene."
Ooh Ooh-what about this one?: "We're creepy and we're kooky, we make jokes about dookie, our shows are so good that its spooky, The Bastard Family! (Duh duh duh duh, snap snap.)" I know, I know, my songwriting majesty rivals that of Yanni, or even early Bobby McFerrin, but what can I say, if you've got it, flaunt it. Right off the top of my head, crazy.
Anyhoo, as you might have already guessed, The Bastard Suns have returned from our cross-country adventure almost completely in one peice and we're playing some welcome back shows this Halloween weekend. So PLEASE come out in your best costume and make us feel loved. (We're fighting self esteem issues and we have trouble with our sensitivity levels-you don't want to see grown men cry, do you??)
We've got a show on Friday night @ McRobies in Rome, Ga with Unseen Stimuli and a huge Halloween Show @ The Uptown Loft in Alpharetta on Saturday night with the Blacksmithz. I can't tell you what our costumes are gonna be, but I can tell you that most of them will celebrate the glorious moustaches that most of us grew on our tour. (Well, at least the ones who are physically able to grow a moustache.) If you miss out, all I can say is "May God have mercy on your poor, boring, non-partying communist soul! Moohahahahahaha! Moooohahahahahahahaha! Cheers, and Happy Halloween from The Bastards!
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Monday, October 19, 2009
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Now in light of all the help and kindness we received from virtually everybody, we've compiled a short list of people we had to thank one last time. So here we go, and I hope we don't miss anybody. -Rick and the entire Ft. Walton Beach Crew. We saw people from Ft. Walton at shows across the country, it was the wierdest, coolest thing. Also our good friend Ritchie, its good to know that we always have a couch at your house with only the small potential for molestation. Seriously, we love you, homie. -No Fuego and everyone from Baton Rouge, cheers to ya! The food was great, and as long as the music didn't involve any drunken Bastards, that was great too! -Dirty James and Little Red, and everyone at Fitzgeralds, especially Felipe-can't wait to get back and play with the Skarnales! -Of course, all the dudes in Liquid Cheese, you guys are the shit! Marco and Jared, thanks for the hospitality and for introducing us to Habaneros! Can't wait to see you guys out East so we can cook some soul food for ya. -Jason Devore for coming to our Phoenix show-that guy is way too talented to be that humble and personable. You made our night, man thanks again! -January and Katrina in San Diego, thanks for the supplies! And, of course our new friend Jesse, cheers, it was an honor to meet you. -Of course, the award for most ridiculously fun time of the trip goes to....PDubb and Adrianna and the whole crew. I hope I get all the names right, here goes: Tony 'the trampoline'-thanks for letting wes jump all over ya. Frank 'the ref'-thanks so much for all your help, it was a blast partying with you, even if I did pass out early. Ram 'its a song of lies'-great to meet you, we'll be talkin about that joke for awhile. Eli, and everybody else whose name I didn't catch, thanks so much, you made our whole trip. -Chris, his roommates and the rest of Eken Is Dead, thanks again for the love, when I come back with a healed arm, the ping pong is on! Oh yeah, and Marvin, we love your sausages. -Felony Ron, the coolest west coast music guy we met, thanks for the buds and we hope to work with you soon. -That guy Chris Dally from Ten Foot Pole and Death By Stereo, even though you didn't come to our second show, your compliments were really encouraging, and you're cool as shit, so I don't care-you still get a thank you. -Of course, our esteemed colleague Chris Austin and his lovely wife Katrina, you two made our Vegas trip one of the true highlights, and one of the things we'll never forget. We all hope you two know how much your friendship means to us. Awwwwww...... -Special thanks goes to Kevin's parents, who flew all the way from Pennsylvania to Vegas to surprise him-wow, selfless encouragement of your kids should serve as an inspiration to us all. -The mechanic in Arizona that fixed ourwater pump in 4 hours, that was seriously the nicest surprise of the trip.
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Monday, October 19, 2009
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Well folks, the old Albino Rhino pulled into our house around 4:30 this morning, and I proceeded to spend the next 10 hours with something that I missed very much on our journey: my big-ass bed. We drove from Las Vegas, Nevada to Atlanta, Ga in 2 days straight, it was quite a haul. Our last show in Las Vegas was really good-we played with a band called Murder Majesty and it was a great final night. Our new manager Chris and his wife Katrina flew out and showed us a GREAT time, we ate an around-the-world buffet and I even won some money in the slots. Now we've got to get back to our daily lives, but before I go I'd like to say a few things. The first is pretty simple: if you go on the road with a bunch of guys, chances are that you'll all have semi-gay nicknames for each other before the end of the second week. Now we're all completely hetero, but somewhere along the line I started calling Levon my Cinnamon Warrior, Wes became our little Ginger Snap, and my nickname, well mine was just racist. It was Eggplant Parmigian because of my Sicillian and Italian heritige. Ah, the joys of touring. JayTea will always be Uncle Creepyhands, and, true to form, he made some offhand-but-still-kind-of-wierd comment about Kevin having nice haunches, and that he'd like to take him down like a lion on a gazelle. That statement kind of opened the floodgates, and that's why Kevin simultaneously holds the record for most and funniest nicknames, which included but were not limited to the following: The Head Hauncho, Starsky and Haunch, (that one was mine) The Haunchback of Notre Dame, and my personal favorite, Officer Hauncherelli (of the California Haunchway Patrol, obviously.) No real point to all that, just thought I'd share.
My last point has to do with what I've learned on our journey, and I believe that I actually have learned a few things. The first is that I will probably pursue our band as long as I can. We got such an enthusiastic response all they way across the country, and I think we all had more fun and met more amazing people than we ever thought possible. Long live the power of music, for it has truly changed my life. Also, I made a few realizations about our country as a whole. Now I'll admit that I have been less than optimistic in the past, and in light of the recent economy, I know it may seem like things are pretty tough right now. But the most compelling realization of my trip was that this country's landscape is still truly amazing. From a bayou rest stop/observatory in Louisana to a national park/turkey refuge in Texas to a yoga estate/meditation garden in the Hollywood Hills, there are still little corners in this country that are filled with absolute perfection. And furthermore, these little corners can also be filled with the most genuine, welcoming, amazing people. Now I know what you're thinking, and yes, I am actually starting to smell like patchouli just by WRITING this, but I don't care. That's right, I said it, I LOVE most of the people in this country, and the ones that I don't love no longer have to die violently. I'm having an actual moment of hope, that maybe as long as there are still patches of people out there who primarily don't suck, maybe we actually still have a chance to get back on track. So cheers to all of you who have actually been reading my awful attempt at blogging, I hope you laughed, I hope you cried, but most of all, I hope you learned something. This is Eggplant Parmigian signing off.
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Sunday, October 11, 2009
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Man o man, sports fans, I honestly don't know where to begin. SO MANY positive things have happened in the past few days that its hard to really put it all together in a cohesive update. I can say that the amount of love and support that we have received from Florida to California has been beyond our wildest expectations, and the only way to honor all the cool people we've met is to try to make a timeline and bring you all up to date. So here's my third installment, starting with our show in Las Cruces, New Mexico: -Tuesday night we played with Liquid Cheese, a Latino-centric Ska/Reggae band that you MUST check out right away! Their horn section literally brought tears to my eyes. They were as hospitible as possible, we all ate Habeneros Tacos 4 times in 2 days, and the show was badass! Special cheers to Marco and Jared-can't wait to return the favor and bring those guys to Atlanta. Oh yeah, they even got us an interview on the college radio station, it couldn't have gone better, we basically owe them the blood of our first born children.
-The next night was Jugheads in Phoenix, Arizona and the bar was owned by a couple of old school skaters with the best punk jukebox ever. I mean, the walls had hand-painted Operation Ivy and Bad Brains posters and origional Black Flag flyers-these are my
people! The show was small, but the people there were really cool, we won R-rated trivia under the team name "The Uh-Oh Feeling". (As in, "Uh-Oh, you're getting your ass kicked at trivia by the freakin punk band!) And at the end, Jason from Authority Zero came out personally to see us. That's right bitches, we're movin on up! By the way, that guy is one of the nicest, most humble people on the planet-Long live AZ! -Our third show in a row was San Diego, California. We officially crossed the entire country! Originally settled by the Germans in 1936, they named it 'San Diaago' which, roughly translated means, 'a whale's vagina'. Ron Burgundy represent. The whole audience was made up of people we know from Atlanta and Florida, and it was awesome. Special thanx to Katrina and January. They have something in SoCal called a 'medical marijuana licence'...lets just say that I highly recommend meeting
someone who has one. But enough about that, because in San Diego we also met one of the coolest, most inspiring guys ever. Jesse is a marine who had previously seen us in Ft. Walton Beach, Fla. He and a few of his friends came to all our early shows, and then he was deployed to Afghanistan. 3 months ago, Jesse lost both his legs in a bombing raid there and was sent to recover in San Diego. Now, my father and my uncle were both in the military, so this amazing dude had a special place in my heart, and I have to say that his attitude and sincerity will stay with me for a long time. We may not all agree with this war, but I hope we can all agree that this guy is the epitomy of a hero, and the fact that our music could help him through his recovery provides the kind of musical fulfillment and pride that is hard to put into words. Cheers homie, we won't soon forget you. -"I was...BORN IN EAST L.A., I was...BORN IN EAST L.A.!" Ok, so actually I was born about as far away from East L.A. as humanly possible, but we're all official vatos locos now! Los Locos kick your ass, Los Locos kick your face, Los Locos kick your balls into OUTER SPAAACE!! Short Circuit represent. Anyway, P-Dubb is not only the name of a band but also the name of the lead singer of said band, and he was our guide/protector/host/Godsend for most of our stay in the City of Angels. This dude, his girl and his friends have the most hospitable nature I have ever seen. Plus, his band kicks ass as well. Kind of a Pennywise/Black Flag mix-check them out immediately as well. We hung out with these people for 2 days, and I can't imagine what I must have done in another life to deserve such selfless hospitality. Tecate and something called cactus coolers (or 'captain crocodile catastrophies' if you're Jay Tea) were flowing like a river and, after some homemade grilled tacos, I now wish I had been born a Mexican. Sorry mom, I'm a West Coast boy now! The show on Friday was in a place called Friar Tuck's and it was appropriately shaped like a castle. The joint was packed, and we shared the stage with some outstanding bands: Conversation Kills, PDubb and Eken is dead. The latter band's frontman Chris has a voice like a cross between Tim from Rise Against and a barrell of broken glass, and he was also our host for our show on Saturday Night at Keegan's in Torrance. That one was another barn-burner, and Eken Is Dead rocked the house along with us again. Special thanks, Chris, I owe you an asswhuppin' at ping pong!
So now I'm typing in a laundromat on Sunday, yards away from one of the most beautiful beaches I've ever seen. We only have a week left, and its going by entirely too fast. Take a tip from my friend Jesse: never let ANY hurdle stand between you and all of life's adventures. Do yourself a favor and put your ass on the line outside of your comfort zone every once in a while. Life's a garden, dig it. Joe Dirt represent.
Well, that does it for now, my laundry is done and we're headed to Hollywood to do some sightseeing today. Stay tuned, and we'll see ya soon. -Clay
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Sunday, October 04, 2009
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Sunday, October 4th, 2009 Hola amigos y mueheres! Yo soy en Las Cruces, New Mexico ahora, y todo muy, muy bueno! Sorry for the delay between updates, but Texas is so ridiculously vast that we haven't had service or internet connection in 3 days! Wow, where to begin-we played Fitzgerald's in Houston on thursday night, and it was a blast. Although the turnout wasn't huge, we met some really cool people and the fact that they came and brought friends made it all worthwile. Special thanks to our new friends Dirty James and his girlfriend Lil' Red for bringing their homies to the show-we love you guys! We spent our days promoting at the local skatepark and in Houston's shopping district, and we all agree that it is an awesome town. By the way, everything IS truly bigger in Texas. I actually saw a mosquito wearing a muscle shirt-he noticed me and said, "What're you lookin at?" Scary. Then, directly after the show came the rainstorm. Now I'm from an island, so I know rainstorms, but this one was truly Texas-sized. It ripped through our RV park like Star Jones through a ham, and we were all forced to take refuge for the night in the laundry room. All of us, that is, except the brave Levon who opted to stay in the tent. If it weren't for his weight, God only knows where the tent would've ended up-but our dining canopy was not so lucky. When the storm was done, it looked like an absract metal sculpture gone horribly awry. R.I.P., canopy, we hardly knew ya. In the morning, we gathered our scattered and soggy belongings and headed for Austin. Unbeknownst to us, there was a HUGE concert in town, and the place was crawling with college kids. I'm not kidding-if Miami is where the elderly go to die, then Austin is where the young go to party! We handed out a ton of cd samplers, and then decided to grab a bite. I have a copy of the book 'Diners, Drive-Ins and Dives', and it raves about a little place in Austin called Maria's Taco Xpress, so we checked it out. For real, the tacos were so good that I almost popped a stiffie-as a matter of fact, I was at half-mast the whole time. We'll begin to upload pics at some point, so stay tuned, because the decor in this place was almost as colorful as the food. From there it was 2 straight days of driving across Texas, stopping only for gas and camping. I tried one of the local delicacies-a watermelon lollipop dipped in chile powder. For the life of me, I still can't decide whether I liked it or not! One of the campsites in Junction, TX was hands down one of the most beautiful places we've ever been. I'm not kidding sports fans, I wish every one of you was there to see it. We grilled on an open campfire, and slept better than we have all trip. Early in the morning, I made my way to a secluded outhouse, and before I knew it, I was 8 feet away from a huge buck with the biggest rack I've ever seen! (Antlers, not tits you pervs.) We stared at each other for a few minutes, and he even let me get closer. At the risk of sounding like Oprah, it was an experience I'll remember for the rest of my life. The next camping experience was decidedly less pleasant. It was spitting rain all night, so we were confined to the van watching The Outsiders (damn, Rob Lowe is dreamy.) and Family Guy episodes. At one point, I looked out the window and saw a real live roadrunner-I shit you not! Kevin, our official photographer for the trip, got closer to take some pics and unwittingly tripped over our campsite's PVC faucet, which immediately broke in half and sent a cascade of water like Old Faithful straight up Kev's shorts. Seriously, the water shot 20 feet in the air for 10 minutes, until we finally found the main and turned off the water to the whole campground. Our fellow campers were less than thrilled. I guess that makes Kevin the coyote-it was one of the funniest things I've ever seen, I almost peed myself. Fear not, we've got most of it on video. As I said, today we arrived in Las Cruces, and thanks to Kevin's girl Lisa, we have a beautiful southwest-themed hotel room. Yay! Hot showers and clean sheets for everybody! We'll promote until tuesday, when we play here with Liquid Cheese, who are already good friends. More updates to follow, but allow me to leave you all with a thought. I noticed in our travels through Florida that Ponce De Leon is quite a celebrated man. From streets to state parks, this guy's name is attached to everything! And this got me to thinking: why is he so legendary? I mean, he never succeeded in his quest-one need look no further than Joan River's face to realize that the fabled Fountain of Youth was never found. In truth, Ponce died in the everglades, old, crazy and no doubt sweaty. But his legendary status shows that he's not necessarily famous for his epic failure, either. So, as I watch the breathaking scenery of the Texas hills pass by through the window of the van, it occurs to me that it was his exploratory spirit that earned him respect. Its is, in fact, the journey, not the destination that makes the man. And with that comes my point: The first step to achieving fame and/or true fulfillment is that first step out of your front door. Cheers everyone, and never forget the your sense of adventure. Until next time, this is Clay signing off.
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Wednesday, September 30, 2009
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Category: Music
Hello from an RV Park in Houston, Texas where The Bastard Suns are in the 5th day of our cross-country tour. Words simply can't express how well things are going, or how much fun we're having, (or how much alcohol we've consumed, for that matter!) but, as it is my job to keep you all informed, I will do my best. So, the following is the first installment of our tour update, or our 'day by day play by play', if you will. Enjoy.
Day 1, September 26, 2009. Took off from Atlanta around noon, everyone is nursing some form of hangover, although they all vary according to size and cause. Last night we played a ridiculously awesome show at the Masquerade in Atl with 3 of our favorite bands: So It Goes, Name:Bran and Tetrarch. What a great sendoff it was-the perfect start to our trek. The only thing that would've made it cooler is if we would've smashed a 40 oz of Schlitz across the bumper and officially christened our tour van 'The Albino Rhino'. Oh well, it went pretty well anyways.
Arrived in Ft. Walton Beach sometime in the evening, we play Coasters Bar all the time and Rick (the owner) and his staff are literally the best hosts we've ever encountered. Went to his other restaurant Skully's and got our free dinners. I had fish tacos. All the staff are coming to the show when they get off. It sure is nice to be in a likeable band, thank God. I can't imagine how hard touring must be in a shitty band. Oh well, we play our set with the Neutrons in an hour or so, more later.
Just finished the Coasters set-little bit hammered. Show was dangerously packed, and it was all awesome except for a couple douchebags in the pit that were being complete...well, douchebags! Here's some free advice boys: if you physically try to hurt people, either you'll get your ass kicked, or get your ass kicked out, or both! Stupid! And furthermore, it keeps all the girls away from the front! Way to think it through, meatwads. Going to stay at our friend (and tattoo artist) Ritchie's house for the night. Only problem with that is that Ritchie is crazy, and if you pass out, you might wake up with a nice set of balls tattooed on your chin! Nighty night! Keep your butthole tight!
Day 2, September 27, 2009 On the road to Baton Rouge, Louisana today. We're playing an acoustic set at a party with our close friends in the band No Fuego. It is guaranteed that many drunken shenanigans will soon insue.
Played the party, it was a total blast even though I had to take a nap halfway through. Hey! Don't judge me, we've been going full throttle since our show on friday and I was pooped! By the time I had returned, everyone had reached a hiliarous level of stupidity, and Jay Tea was singing a song with Shawn from No Fuego. As I walked in, the first thing I heard were the Tizzler's impromptu lyrics, "If you are what you eat, I'm either pussy.......or maybe a taco." He then slid into a perfect tribute to Shawn's heterosexuality whose equally impromptu lyrics began with, "Shawn's super not gay.....nope, doesn't care for the taste of penis at all." As you can imagine, a good time was had by all, and we want to give special thanks for friends like No Fuego, especially Ty and Dani (sorry if the names are spelled wrong.) Oh yeah, and Marshall, if you're reading this, Jay Tea is actually really sorry about the pizza, even if he won't admit it.) Love those No Fuego homies, cheers.
Day 4, September 29, 2009
Not much to report, spent yesterday driving to Houston. Found a nice campsite and grilled steaks. NEVER, under any circumstances should you buy the cheap charcoal when grilling. I could've cooked that shit faster with a magnifying glass. Slept out under the stars, woke up and made bacon and eggs. I don't mean to sound smug, but we've got to be some the luckiest bastards around. "Why Clay what IS that special ingredient that you use to make these steaks taste so delicious?" "Its called freedom, boys. Its called freedom."
Today and tomorrow we promote our asses off for our show tomorrow night. I'm thinking skatepark, then Houston's version of little 5 points, then th music shops, and finally the strip clubs......ok, so we can't afford th strip clubs, whatever. Stay tuned for further installments of our cross country saga. Should be pretty good. By the way, if anyone happens to see my dog Higgins, I expect you to hug him and tell him I'll be home soon. Until next time, -Clay
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Wednesday, August 26, 2009
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The Bastard Suns have reached a milestone. Its time to put up or shut up. Its time to shit or get off the pot. Its time to put our non-existant money where our collective mouth is. This is what seperates the men from the boys, where the shit hits the fan, where the rubber meets the road and where all the aforementioned shit goes down. You better be ready. The Bastard Suns are taking a cross country tour. Imagine, if you will, National Lampoon's Summer Vacation, (except in Fall) without the ridiculously annoying children and, (unfortunately) without Beverly D'Angelo's amazing rack. Now add a bunch of sketchy punk rock venues strewn across the country, 5 egocentric musicians, 14 shows in 7 states, 10 liters of Sailor Jerry, 16 cases of cheap beer and at least an ounce and a half of.....um...oregano and simmer in a van for a month. I don't know about you, but I can't wait to see what happens next. Don't worry, we'll have video coverage of the whole thing and I'll probably write more than a few tour commentaries from the road. Also, it wouldn't be a proper tour without some proper warmup shows and a proper sendoff show in our hometown. That's why we're opening for Authority Zero in Cocoa Beach on Sept. 4, and headlining a huge tour commencement show at the Masqerade on Sept. 25. (Tickets are on sale now.) Check out our schedule, throw some salt over your shoulder, hang a horshoe above your door and wish us good luck as we sacrifice financial stability, job security, mental health and overall personal hygene upon the altar of rock and roll. Until next time,
viva la aventura! larga vida a los Suns de cabrón! (Long live adventure! Long live The Bastard Suns)
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Sunday, May 24, 2009
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Category: Music
Here Come the Jokes… An interview with The Bastard Suns on their new album “Here Come The Suns” http://rockfistreviews.com/here-come-the-jokes-an-interview-with-the-bastard-suns-on-their-new-album-here-come-the-suns/
RFR: “Here Come The Suns” is the name of your new album. How was that decided upon and why? Clay: It’s been a saying and a running joke for a long time. I mean when we started the band we used to this little intro that mocked The Beatles line (starts singing) ‘Here come the suns”, so its just one of those things that’s been with us the whole time. Jay Tea: I named this house The House of The Rising Suns, but it hasn’t really caught on yet. That’s a really awesome name for this house, right? The House of The Rising Suns. Levon: And I also think ‘Here Come The Suns’ helps with the declaration of this being our first full length. It really states the fact that this is something were about. Clay: We threw around a couple, but we felt this was the best one. Jay Tea: For the record, what were some of the other ideas that we had? ‘Cause there were some funny ones, like ‘Lets Get Ready to Stumble’, was one? Clay: My favorite was the one that was going to have a big fat lady covered in baking flour and the title was ‘Vulgar Display of Flower’. That’s brilliant man. RFR: Do you have any favorites off the album? Levon: I think we all have our own. RFR: How about we go around the group. I’d like to get a taste of everyone’s personality. Levon: I like Celina, and it’s not me just being biased because I helped create it. It turned into a really good song. Wes: I honestly like ‘Go For Broke’ that’s one of my favorites, because it’s actually one of the songs off the album that the band collectively wrote. So when I listen to it, I just think about how it’s the first time the entire band actually… that everybody had input on the song and we just started with a rift and built up from there. So when I listen to it I’m like… sweet. Kevin: I like ‘What Have We Won’ Jay Tea: Yeah that’s my second favorite for sure. Clay: I like the diversity in the band in that song. Jay Tea: ‘Never Say Die’ that’s a good one. Levon: And I gotta say my favorite part of the CD is the guitar solo in ‘Never Say Die’. Jay Tea: I knew it was gold right when we first started writing it. Clay: I think the biggest surprise off the album is ‘Sweet Leaf’, I think a lot of people are going to be like… wait, what do we call it? SBMT? Jay Tea: I think everyone will be pleasantly surprised. What made you decide to use older songs like ‘R.I.P.’ and covers like ‘Walk of Life’? Clay: I can tackle this one. Without stepping on anyone’s toes or hurting anyone’s feelings, we thought that ‘Blood Sweat & Beers’ was a little sub-par and that’s the album the songs originally came from. We thought those were good songs that we all still love and just play, but we never really thought they got their time in the sun. Like, good recording that they deserved. Not to mention… Jay Tea: Two-thirds of the band aren’t on there or whatever. Clay: Two-fifths. I’m not good with fractions but… Wes: No, but we were a six piece at the time. Jay Tea: Do the math now buddy! Clay: Whatever. And I don’t know that ‘Blood Sweat & Beers’ is going to be put out anymore. It’s kind of been put to bed. So we took the ones we felt really deserved a second chance. Levon: And as for the covers, those are songs that we play anyway. We did them live and they had such a good response live that we figured, hey which two get the best response? Jay Tea: Are we making no bones that there’s a hidden song? Clay: Well if we’re saying that then I have to say that Queen’s my favorite probably. Wes: I’ll just to say when you get done with the CD if you have an extra three minutes it will be much appreciated. RFR: In the past Clay has done the writing of the lyrics and a good portion of the songs. Were other members more involved creatively on the new album compared to the past? Jay Tea: Of course. Levon: Absolutely. Clay: I’m still the lyric guy. You gotta give me that. And there was a time in my life where I wanted to be a writer and that’s what I loved to do. Wes: Well it’s just like anything you know, when you come into a band that’s pre-existing… I mean when I came into the band, most of ‘Blood Sweat & Beers’ was already written, except for ‘R.I.P.’ and that was the first one I collaborated on with Clay. When you come into a band, you just have to accept that songs are already written, and already there. Levon: Yeah, it takes time to put your stamp on it. Clay: And what’s popular is popular. If you say ‘oh well we’re not going to play this specific song because the whole band wasn’t around or didn’t write it’… I mean you do what the crowd likes and what you like. If you don’t you’re cutting off your nose to spite your face. And that’s what some are kept around and some of them are new. Jay Tea: I love you grandmother clichés. Clay: You like that? Jay Tea: It’s like I’ll give a piss to a squirrel at a fair ground. It’s like what does that mean? RFR: I haven’t heard that one. Clay: I haven’t either. You’ve been labeled a drinking band in the past. How do you feel about that label? Clay: It depends on if you’re looking at it as that’s all we are or… I mean when you cook a dish and you use pepper, does that mean the whole dish is pepper? No, we’re a bunch of different things, and that’s definitely one of the ingredients. Levon: I think also with that title, I guess you could put it back when bars were the standard place to play. It was at an earlier time in the career of the band. Clay: I mean, would you call Rancid or Dropkick Murphys drinking bands? No. Do people love to get f’d up? Yes. I mean, are we always going to have a good following on St. Patty’s? Probably. Cinco de Mayo? Definitely. Jay Tea: Actually we’ve pretty much moved on, we’re more like a crack cocaine band now. Clay: We’re a meth band. Actually we’re in recovery. Wes: Next we’ll get into psychedelics. Clay: Yeah for our Beatles days. RFR: Kevin you’re awfully quiet over there, is that because you’re the worst with the drinking, and the crack? Kevin: I’m pretty much just Kevin. Jay Tea: When you’re that attractive you don’t have to say much. RFR: You have a unique sound in the Atlanta area and the Southeast in general. Do you think this helps you or hurts you? Clay: Define helping or hurting? RFR: The general sound you guys play has more of a west coast vibe compared to what is usually found in the Southeast. Levon: We’re definitely alone in Atlanta. You may find things similar in Florida. It’s a tough thing to do, but I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else. Jay Tea: I think people would rather hear our type of music than that recycled bullsh*t. Can I say bullsh*t, is that allowed? It might be harder for us to be in a market but people are like ‘Man, I’d much rather hear your fresh take on music than the same ole cry metal’. Clay: The way I look at it is we write what makes us happy, what comes naturally, what we feel like listening to. And all of those factors, if you keep those as your major motivators when writing music, then you can’t lose. I don’t care if we’re all totally stoked on polka. Then write some good polka songs. It’s not about what’s big right now. range from 26 to 32. If this album doesn’t create the buzz you hope it will The Bastard Suns continue pushing forward or do you perceive at some point moving on to other ventures? Jay Tea: Hey, we’d go for broke but we’re already there so… Clay: I think anybody in music who doesn’t perceive at some point moving on to other ventures is fooling themselves. There’s only one Mick Jagger, and that’s not a real likely outcome, it’s pretty lucky. But you can hope to see the world and do a good bit of touring and have a great run. So the answer to the question is when we’re not happy anymore we’ll stop. Jay Tea: You don’t have to be Mick Jagger famous to make a living at doing this either. Clay: That’s the thing, if we can make a living and stay out of the poor house that’s a win win. Jay Tea: But since we are going to make it the question doesn’t matter really. RFR: The Bastard Suns have established a very loyal fan base that continues to grow. What do you think it is about your band that has captivated the hearts of Atlanta locals and beyond? Wes: Humility. Clay: We try to help the whole scene. I think a lot of people pick up on the fact that we’re not all about The Bastard Suns. A lot of bands are all about, insert name here, whatever their band is. We want to build a scene. Jay Tea: We stay for bands even if they don’t stay for us. Levon: And the fans, we have something where they can relate. We’re just like most of our fans. We grew up like them, they’re our friends, and they see that on stage. Clay: So one thing is humility, we treat everybody how we’d want to be treated. And the second thing is we literally have one show that we play. We go out there and I’m not leaving the stage until I vomit or something along those lines. And I think people identify with that. We’re not, ‘oh this is a five person show so we’re going to play crappy’. We go out there and we kill it every time we play our very best. Jay Tea: And it doesn’t hurt that we’re like sinfully hot. RFR: Any stories from the road you care to share? Clay: First let me say, check our blogs on our MySpace. I write repeatedly about funny things on the road and there’s some gems that I don’t really think I could retell as well as I wrote them. Jay Tea: Should we tell them about the burrito midget incident? Clay: That’s personal, leave it on the road. I think we’d violate FCC or a regulation of some sort. But you know I want to do that song, “We can dance if you want to” as a punk song. And I want to get that f-ing midget and put him on my shoulders. Have you ever seen the video? Jay Tea: Listen midgets live a lot less longer than other people so he’s probably dead. Clay: You’re a f@#%! Jay Tea: Tell the folks at home about the game that we play where we eat a hand full of sleeping pills and a handful of laxatives and see what happens. Clay: Either way you’re a winner, you know what I mean? That’s a good road game. Or the one where you rub your hand or your toe under someone’s nose and they try to tell you which one it is. Jay Tea: Oh yeah that’s a good one too. Or you can do it with cocks. Clay: Yeah it’s called hand or toe or cock.
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