Show-ow-ow time, Nix Fix!
Our first paid gig and it happens to be on a manicured lawn, at 4pm, in the rain, on a Sunday. My hands = cold. My pants = notmypants- were black (dress code is in effect people. Shauna had to scrape the jeans off my legs), and the bleachers were as empty as a Well in an Alien Mars desert.
No matter, Nixie, no matter.
One shot of espresso; A Yell out the car window; the Roland wrapped in a greensleepingbag.
Homeless Keyboard finds a Band.
It started slowly. a man distracted us by hanging off the side of a building. Never found out what happened to him, got distracted by the tunes in my fingers and the FanFabWONDER girls rocking our songs on stage. I have big respect for my bandmates.
These boys volunteered to do media for us, for free:
http://www.stillmanic.comJared videod upclose and steady, Dave took crazy pics, Simon mixed the mix and recorded the record and shifted the shift and already got ET ready for us to post on this Space of My.
Check them out. They're making us a musical-video too and it shall be posted soon. They rule, my roomies do, rule the fools. Maybe we'll get our faces green-screened onto Babar elephant heads!
Shotty Sir Pompadour...
Sarah Pea and I are off to get Robots printed onto T-Shirts and thongs
So, Play Safe Fair Lads
and come out to the Habitat on the 28th. Where I'll be wearing Jeans. Hopefully.
Cheers, Grade-levels, Tree-lines, and Tacs ofcourse!
BRONWYNN / Nixie
ps. Just so you know.
A Glockenspiel is of metal.
A Xylophone is of wood.