SICK MIND PRODUCTIONS GOES TO SUMMER SLAUGHTER 2014

It just wouldn’t be the same without the smell of piss and garbage lingering the alleyways as sirens scream in the distance buried among the murmur of the Downtown Eastside; I have found myself in this corner of the city many times before, but this time it was different.  A camera slung around my shoulder and Estaben Cruz to my side, we rounded the corner to the back door of the most prestigious of them all - The Rickshaw.

Thanks for tuning in, my name is Carly Redford and here is your latest Sick Mind Production.

Some people say things happen for a reason, and some believe that things in life happen by chance.  Well my friends, let me say this - for some incredibly divine reason, the one day that I was hoping to execute a live video shoot of The Hallowed Catharsis, was the one day they were looking for someone to do it.  Call it what you will, but its like it was meant to be.

We started our evening at 4:30 pm; the deep summer sun beat the sidewalks releasing the sweat and flavours of the Chinese markets as we walked passed, our senses infested with the foreign aromas. Approaching the back door of the venue, I could feel a sense of excitement and passion - a feeling I have missed.  I was ready for what this night had to offer and I had no idea what that was going to be.

6:00 pm and camera’s were set up ready to go - sound check.  I could feel the sweat of the busied bodies soaking the air scrambling to finish last minute details.  But It wasn’t long before the desolate space was filled with sweaty long hair, pig squeals, and more metal than I was prepared for.

The Hallowed Catharsis ignited the Slaughter with just the right amount of bubbles… literally.   What I love about THC: their sound is f**king insane; compiled of intricate bridges, ear smashing riffs and heavy drops artfully put together to keep you on edge.  Frantic and venomous, THC has an explosive style.  Despite having introduced two new members to the band, all the personality and intensity the band is known for wasn’t missed bringing everything they had to offer.  After the show I met up with the band out back to ask them a few questions.  

Next up was Neck of the Woods -another up and coming Vancouver metal band.  These guys not only brought edge but their good looks too.  This was my first time seeing them live and I would definitely go back for more - huge drops, crushing bass lines, and an epic guitar solo is all I need to be hooked.  It was the right amount of heavy with just a dash of sexy in the melodies; this band has a sound that will appeal to many.  I had the chance to talk with Dave and Jeff from the band after the show, watch the interview here.

The last set I watched was Archspire, and by serious recommendation of Kyle Bains (THC) and now I can see why.  These guys rocked the f*ck out.  Honestly I can’t even put into words what they sound like, pretty much go here and you’ll understand.

The night had come to a close for me; it was time to make the journey home.  As Estaben and I made our way to the station, I began to think about what had happened.  This night for me meant a lot of things, but mostly it reminded me of the importance of staying true to your passions.  Without passion we lose the motivation to succeed and break our own boundaries, create goals, and strive for better.  Sometimes I think I see the industry through rose coloured glass; but when I meet the brave souls plunging into the deepest sea of uncertainty with only hope and a dream, I am reminded - this is not just an industry, but a world of Sick Minds running wild.

7 Days of Open Mic: The Late and Expected Conclusion

Yes I am aware, this conclusion story should have come much sooner than it is now, but I had to close out the open mic tour none the less, despite the always busy schedule of Sick Mind Productions.  The last post of the tour was June 24th from the Show at the Jimi Hendrix Shrine, which happened to be the fifth and final location of the tour.

When I originally set out on this musical journey, I felt that seven open mic nights in seven days would be a good way to give my readers something interesting to read about, another way to share many of the fun and exciting stories I lay my head down with each night.  What I didn't anticipate was the time and energy that I would need to have in order to pursue this goal; needless to say I didn't realize how much was needed of one person to explore this much music.  But despite struggling with exhaustion and a sore throat (yes you can really talk that much) I have found myself in a more prosperous and enriching position than ever before.  This is how five days of live music changed my  life and the future of Sick Mind Productions.

It started Monday June 17th at Mr.Brownstone with Cory Owens and Alex Mandy, which was the perfect kick off to the exciting week ahead.  I am quite familiar with the open mic held here every Monday and I felt it was a great way to welcome my readers into the days ahead.  Originally my goal was to muster up the courage to perform, but of course I couldn't find it in me once again.  Its times like these I am reassured that my purpose in music isn't to be the star, but to be the business mind that musicians search for, and I can honestly say I am perfectly fine with that.  An up close and personal experience is what Brownstone is all about, and this is the experience I aimed to give my readers throughout the open mic tour.  It was this night I had again run into Jacqueline Dawn (a regular to the Brownstone open mic) and thankfully I had to opportunity to visit with her once again the following night which, unexpectedly, has turned into an opportunity I can't ignore.

Tuesday June 18th was the jam session at the Libra Room on Commercial Drive.  Now I must admit, I arrived at the Libra Room with an agenda, and I sure got exactly what I was looking for.

I had first witnessed Mattaeyus Moon's rock and roll swoon only a short week before this as he serenaded the crowd with Since I've Been Loving You.  Now I know I have retold this fact many times, but if it hadn't been for that one performance,  I am not entirely sure how things would have progressed within the last couple weeks.  After his performance I had Ms. Dawn snatch up the opportunity for me to talk to Mattaeyus Moon, and things haven't been the same; I've been following a rock star on tour ever since.


Then came the Fairview on Wednesday June 19th, and despite the empty room it was a refreshing and humours change from the past two nights of shmoozing a room of musicians.  Though I wasn't able to take much from this experience musically, I was exposed to one of the many sides of an open mic night.  This, I can say, was a great learning experience for me; a chance to understand the importance of successful and effective promotion.

But still to come was the open mic of them all - Cafe Duex Soliels.  June 20th and I was amongst a full house, and of musicians I had ironically and briefly met in the past.  The night was energetic and lively, truly focusing on the talents at hand.  It was here I began to understand the community within this area of Vancouver, how closely linked many of the hidden talents are.  I have noticed even more so now that many of these musicians collaborate and create together throughout the city streer, and in a sense knowing these individuals has given me a sense of home.  Never did I think that within seven months of moving to the city of Vancouver from my small hick town of seven hundred people I would have the friends I have, the connections, the memories.  Looking back at the open mic at Cafe Duex Soliels, I realize that this was not only fundamental to the goals and success I have in mind for Sick Mind Productions in the future, but it has given me a sense of belonging and purpose amongst these genuine musicians.    

And after those busy four days, Friday had become a write off, and my bed won the war.  I hit the sack getting ready for what awaited me to following evening - The Jimi Hendrix Shrine.

June 22nd and it was 5:30 in the afternoon as I busied through the Downtown East-side side walks underneath the arriving summer sun.  When I arrived at the Shrine I truly didn't know what to expect when I walked into the small space, but what I did know is that there was a whole lotta' soul and sound for the spiritual sanctuary.  From what started out as a garden side acoustic performance, ended in an intimate in-your-face rock and roll show in honour of the one and only Jimi Hendrix.  When I think back on this night, I believe that this was one of those times in life that you realize something has changed, that what is to come in the future heavily relies on the decisions you made in that moment.  

Looking back on the tour, I don't regret failing to visit all seven locations, or even for changing my anticipated locations throughout the week.  I'll admit, I managed to only make through five evenings and to three of the pre-scheduled seven locations, but what was important to this experience was the music and meeting the very individuals that create it; exposing myself to a world and lifestyle I had never seen first hand.  This is the life of the struggling musicians, creators who live within music to such an extent that even these small stages and performances give them a sense of accomplishment, a level of gratitude.  I believe that it was this exposure that reassured me of why I want to work with these artists.  I see their struggles, but I also notice their dedication to their art; they eat, live and breathe music because this is all they know and have cared to know.  Having the opportunity to discover and understand this lifestyle has given me the motivation to find and work with musicians who deserve to be discovered; who I know have fans out there craving the exact addiction they have to offer.

This is where dreams start for the true stars, this is where they get that first taste of live performance.  I've always said I want to change lives, help people reach their goals and realize their potential.  But this experience, unknowingly to many of the unique and cherish-able people I met throughout, has changed my life in more ways than I can describe and I only hope I can return the favour to the musicians who deserve it, who have worked towards their wildest dreams while fighting an uphill battle - making an impression in the music industry. 

Yet more memories of many, I can't even begin to imagine what is to come.  Within this life all we can do is take it day by day, and what comes may.

Sincerely and Always,

Carly June     

7 Days of Open Mic - Day 5: The Jimi Hendrix Shrine P.2

Obi 

The ear ringing buzz of electric guitar and gritty rasp of MG Graveyards front man Obi (or who I met more formally as Jeff)  kicked off what was about to become a night to remember (so cliché).  Behind him was blonde bad ass lead guitarist Jess Goldstein, bassist Dio and drummer Kevin.  This was the first time I had seen the band play and they definitely got the show on the road by bringing out the rock and roll edge I'm sure everyone had been waiting for all night.  What had been the quaint Jimi Hendrix Shrine only a few short hours ago, had been transformed into a rock-rageous venue hardly suitable for the roughly fifty people in attendance, all thanks to MG setting the mood of gritty rock and roll.

Jess Goldstein

Prior to this, I had the chance to talk to the always good humoured and personable Jeff Konoby throughout the day, learning about his industry and career experiences, as well as some of the bands history.  He is one of the many individuals I have had the wonderful opportunity of meeting and to share stories with, but one thing that Jeff had mentioined, which has resonated with me, was "everybody can sing, you just have to find your sound.  My band found me and my voice and they had a sound for it".  This statement couldn't have been more true because what separates MG from the pack isn't only their female lead guitarist, or delicious bottom end, but the growling vocals of Obi himself.  A unique rock sound for any adventurous listener, MG Graveyard is worth checking out, so go on and click here.

Though I wasn't familiar with the band before this encounter, interestingly enough, after the retelling of my evening to friend and bassist Devin Turner, he informed that his band Liars and Lions had shared the stage with MG Graveyard once before - what a small world. 

The bar had been set by this opening act I must say, but there was still plenty of excitement to come.

Next was The Walls, a Vancouver based power house trio.   I also had the chance to chat with the bassist Grey Gardener- a rather intriguing and calmly mannered individual.  Swapping back and fourth small conversation from music, to industry, and random points of interest, one humorous topic that came up was the obvious sound equipment over kill.  Surrounding the front of the 12' x 12' room was two PA speakers and four decent sized amps - one a classic white Marshall stack (which Grey confessed that if his lead singer turned it past three, there were going to be some consequences) and a Peavey "bedroom hero edition" bass amp as Grey referred to it, which I could tell he felt wouldn't rock hard enough.  

Now before I go on any further about the music (the whole reason for this story!), you must be wondering why I spend so much time and detail retelling what may be seen as irrelevant encounters; well  here is why.  As a fan I feel a stronger connection with a band if I have some level of personal relationship.  Its like I want to see them play well, do well, and achieve whatever level of success they are reaching for.  Taking not only the time but the opportunity to meet various musicians makes me a more supportive fan, and think that this evening and the Shrine was a great example of that.  Bands and artists want to develop a genuine fan base, and by connecting not only through their music, but as people too, I feel can seriously contribute to that accomplishment.

But enough of my heartfelt kiss ass words, lets get back to the action... 

Grey Gardener

I must say that the bedroom hero amp was just enough to keep the party going; the band brought in a choppy gypsy punk, house rockin' sound and managed to maintain the only all "female audience of the night" as lead singer Kerry Hirsch proudly exclaimed before the kick off of the set.  Definitely a sound unique to its own and the night for that matter, these guys kept the ball rollin' as the beers kept pouring, and the tunes kept comin'.  But there was still one more performance to take place, and it was what I had been here waiting for all along.  The Walls closed out their set, and as Hirsch handed off the centre stage to Mattaeyus Moon (whom, I can only best describe as rock star late), Hirsch so graciously pressed his sweaty forehead upon mine and many others; which I am assuming is a way to share your pride or simply your sweat if you are into that.  Regardless it was just as empowering as it was obnoxious- but I lovin' every minute of it.

By this time, the distinct hint of spilled beer and sweat masked the thick smell of incense within the small space truly transforming the whole environment and bringing it back to its retro jam space vibe.  And gearing up next was Paul Barnetson and Mattaeyus Moon, the hard rock duo I just can't seem to get enough of!  For two young guys among a room of what you could consider musical connoisseurs, they sure brought a whole lot of attitude to the Shrine that night.  Moon was a true front man grabbing the audience by storm with his undeniable Robert Plant-esque swagger, and despite Barnetson's soft hearted acoustic side from earlier in the night, he sure knew how to kill the kit when given the proper opportunity. 

Paul Barnetson

These two together create a lethal combination of the traditional elements of rock but also adding new age edge, which I believe captivated the raging crowd packed into the memorial that night.  But what completely sold me was, and stole my heart, was their spicy rendition of Led Zeppelin's Since I've Been Lovin' You - which I witnessed at my first visit to the Libra room only a short two weeks ago, and I have been lovin' it ever since.  Maybe I am bias or totally know what I am talking about, but these two charmers deserve to be on the rise within the industry, bringing a sound and an image which I believe Canadian music seriously lacks.  Young and on the run, when Moon and Barnetson share the stage you know its going to be a show. 

Mattaeyus Moon

The music had come to a close, and unfortunately I didn't stick around for the after party, but just long enough to say my thank you's and good byes.  There was plenty of hugs, laughs, and sweat all around as I left the Jimi Hendrix Shrine that night, along with memories and stories shared with many unique individuals I never thought I would have had the pleasure of sharing.  

When I started the open mic tour one short but busy week ago, I would have never expected to meet the people I did or have the experiences I had.  I can honestly say that I genuinely appreciate the opportunities given to me throughout the last few days and I am excited to follow all of these musicians on their road to whatever stardom they search for, and hopefully I can provide the resources, or at least encouragement and support to help them along the way.

Mattaeyus Moon, Paul Barnetson

Though there are still two open mic nights to be explored before the tour comes to a close, I know this will be a hard night to top.  Thank you to the amazing people and what I hope I can consider as new friends for a rockin' good experience, I can't wait to see your faces in the bright lights once again.




From my basement living room, this is Carly June
You're all stars, simply shoot for the Moon.


For more photos from the night, check out www.facebook.com/SickMindProductions 

7 Days of Open Mic - Day 5: The Jimi Hendrix Shrine P.1

Let me start off with admitting that this was one of the best experiences I have had since moving to Vancouver, and that sure says a lot. Before I get into the stories ahead, I will need to give you some back story.  When I heard about the "show" at the Jimi Henrix Shrine this past Tuesday when I first met Paul Barnetson and Matteayus Moon at the Libra Room live jam session, I had somewhat of an idea what the night was going to entail, but when I arrived at 5:30 those ideas had been completely thrown to the wind and I was in yet another unpredictable situation - which I believe has been a consistent theme throughout the past week.  Walking through the iron gates into the beautifully vegetative and quaint space for the first time, I realized that I was about to witness a rock show in the iconic memorial room no bigger than a 12' x 12' box.  So now you must be thinking exactly what I was thinking at the time; "damn this is going to be loud".

The evening was laid at as follows: acoustic performances from 5:30 pm to 9:00 pm outside behind the shrine in the welcoming garden, and the rest of the evening to be a live rock jam session.  Originally I was there to check out the show and then leave to attend my pre scheduled open mic location at the Wired Monk in Kits, but once the music got under way, there was no way I was missing what was about to unfold in one of Vancouver's most musically spiritual locations.

Being oblivious to what's known in the musician world as rock o'clock, I spent the first couple hours exploring the memorabilia within the shrine and talking to the other early comers and familiars new and old to the attraction, learning the history and the nature of the memorial.  Within the small space are numerous photos, quotes of information, and displays walking you through the childhood and fan-ship of the iconic guitar master Jimi Hendrix. I have to say, its an experience visiting this place; there is a vibe, a significant energy to the area which every musician I managed to talk to had a paramount sense respect for.  I have never been one to go to church or warship a figure, but if I was going to pay my respects to any high power it was here at the Shrine among a collection of talented musicians honoured to play within these spiritual walls. If you aren't familiar with the history of the building or the area, be sure to check it out here or see it in the flesh on the corner of Union Street and Main in East Vancouver.  

Gandering back and forth between the conversations inside and the acoustic music in the garden outside, the faint smell of sweet weed smoke and smoky incense lingered in the air underneath the warmth of the sun, breaking up the past few days of rain, adding an extra touch of authenticity; I think Jimi would be proud.  To start the music of the evening was an outstanding classical guitar performance setting the mood of what was to become a righteous night.   Dressed head to toe in true Hendrix authenticity this performer was well put together with a gold and black sequence jacket, jeans, topped with a purple feather accented black hat;  this man truly knew how to make a classical guitar into one bad ass instrument; having the musicianship of a truly unique artist and setting a high standard for any others I will see play the same instrument in the future.

Following the intimate performance was the ear catching tune "No More Hard Times" by the easy going duo of Paul Barnetson and Mitchell Dennis.  From what I am told is a new collaboration of music for the two, I have seen that these two are always providing a catchy acoustic experience.  After talking to these lively young artists, I learned they have a goal to bring crisp and fun loving music to the music industry, accompanying their "always having a good time" attitude.  As Dennis said it best, "we just want to write catchy feel good music that people want to listen to".  With their yet to be recorded and released tracks, I promise you'll be feelin' the good vibes by the end of just the first song; even still waking up this morning, I can hear the upbeat faint hymns deep in the back of my mind.  I am genuinely excited to see what these two have in store for the future because it is clear that there is something these two are creating that could seriously appeal to the masses.

Up next to serenade the gathering crowd was a traditional but zesty combo of mandolin and upright bass.  Shame on me for not remembering these two folk musicians names (in the picture to the side), but I can assure you that they none the less provided another dynamic sound to the event, broadening the musical experience of those listening.  The rock portion of the night hadn't even gotten under way yet and I had already experienced a variety of impressive and enlightening performances from musicians of all walks of life.  Really at this point I was wondering what was to come next.      

Before the move to the inside of the Shrine, a crowd of roughly forty to fifty people had gathered outside to enjoy the variety of musicians the event had drawn out.  Despite being amongst all entirely new faces, this didn't change the fact that each individual there had a real love music.  I believe that music brings people together and builds community no mater who you are and where you are from, and having the opportunity to be apart of a crowd that's singing, dancing, drumming along, or simply listening peacefully together is an experience that only those who are familiar can appreciate. 

As the sun began to set, the second half of the night was about to kick off; with beers all around, the crowd began to pack inside for the rock show which we were all here and waiting for.  Cramming into the cluttered cultural space, which was lined with more guitars and amps (including a set of white Marshall stacks) than the room was meant to handle, I could feel the energy building for the show ahead.  Camera in hand and Budweiser in the other the first electric guitar strum of the night was rattling the floor beneath me, ringing in my ears.  It was about to begin, I could feel it in my bones that I was about to get rocked.

And this where I leave it friends until Part II, I know such a tease right?!  You're just going to have to come back for more.  

This is Carly June, I hope to see you here again soon to finish my story of the Jimi Hendrix Shrine underneath last nights full moon.  

 

7 Days of Open Mic - Day 4: Cafe Deux Soleils

Admittedly this was the most musically enriching evening I have had yet this tour, Cafe Deux Soleils certainly did not disappoint, holding up to its infamous street cred.  Within the cultural community of Commercial Drive, this is an open mic venue warmly tailored to the performances of aspiring performers among a room of a welcoming and mosaic crowd.  My first time experience at Soleils last night was exactly what I was in search for when I decided to execute this seven day tour.

Emma and Leo

I arrived at the cafe at around 7:30 pm last night, and with good reason because I honestly didn't realize how popular this event was until it was 9:00 o'clock show time and the place was packed full of dancing conversation and the clanking of beer glasses all around.  Our host for the night was Matt, yet another personable and comical individual I have met within the last few days and a trend I have started to notice.  The key to a good open mic is an entertaining host, and the last three of the four open mics I have attended this week had just that.

Paul Barnetson

What makes this open mic unique in comparison to others is the performance lottery.  Because the evening is so sought after by not only fans but also musicians, everyone who signs up has their name put into a draw, and the performance line up starts from there.  The night offers an impressive fifteen slots, and from what I understand, the venue is lucky to get everyone who signs up onto the stage.  I love this idea; its sporadic, creative, and entirely unpredictable for the audience and the artist.  Even I experienced the surprise of hearing a couple familiar names; Paul Barnetson whom I met this past Tuesday at the Libra Room and the always dashing Donny Childs.  Within the last few days I have begun to realize the family within the open mic scene, and last night most certainly defined the irony.

Once the line up was established, the night was underway opening up with Barnetson and Mitchell performing original songs composed of rhythmic guitar and melodic vocals topped like a cherry with a dash of rap; even accompanied by a flute.  The set these two fine young men had was, what I felt, the perfect tone to kick off an evening filled with the unexpected, creating a down to earth light hearted vibe to carry on the night.  I must say I am excited to see Barnetson perform this Saturday June 22nd alongside Matteayus Moon for the Gypsy Blues Jam at The Jimi Hendrix Shrine.

As the night progressed, so did the energy.  This isn't just an open mic, but an event focused around the artists that perform, demanding audience encouragement and engagement which is what I also found unique about this venue in particular.  Most open mics the artists are taking a shot in the dark hoping that even a quarter of the room pays attention, but here you are hard to ignore.  My ears experienced a vast variety of music and duets consisting of originals and covers of every genre.  Leo and Emma in particular were a guitar and singer duo who came to Soliels for their first open mic performance ever as of last night and did a pretty fine job.  I must say I have quite a lot of respect for those who perform in front of a crowd so large and involved, but then again at least you know the audience cares about what you have to offer.  As best put by Matt "audience gives the love, band gives the tunes" and I couldn't have said it better myself.

Russel

If I had to pick a single best performance I couldn't, never have I seen such a variety of respectable artists perform such a motley variety underneath one roof.  But I can point out a couple faves that managed to grab me right by the heart strings.  To start and pleasantly surprised, Mr. Barnetson was definitely a memory of the night.  One of many Cafe Deux Soleils regulars Russel provided a graceful performance; his style is reminiscent of Dallas Green from City in Color and Ed Sheeran, but with a much heavier raspy vocal to accompany a soothing rhythm guitar.  And of course,always a personal favorite and what I would consider a new dear friend of mine, Mr. Donny Childs.

Donny Childs

I remember the first night I met Childs, which was ironically at the open mic hosted at Mr. Brownstone on Monday nights, and I can honestly believe it was his stage presence that said it all.  After a few by chance encounters at Blue Wave studios, I had become pretty familiar with Child's attitude and musical style prior to this performance.  The best description I can give you is this: picture a young Jack Nicholson (identical may I add) having the musical ability and mind parallel to Jack White, but the persona and energy paramount to Jack Black.  Give you an idea of how ridiculously awesome this really is?  Of course his performance last night at Soliels was nothing less than beautiful and I urge you to keep that name on the tip of your tongue for the future to come.

All in all the night at Cafe Deux Soleils was an experience, and everything about the open mic there on Thursday night is exactly what an open mic should be- a true 15 minutes of fame.  Its about good people, musical experience, and the sheer enjoyment of the atmosphere.  I'm interested to see if any of the next three nights will top my time at Soleils, but I certainly won't be holding my breathe for it.

Carly June           

My "BESTiE" Sunday Ever

Like hundreds of other Vancouverites, I made sure to check the Car Free Day on Main Street this past Sunday, June 16th.  Now, I've realized since moving here to Vancouver this past January from my small hick town, that there are an endless number of festivals and celebrations hosted throughout the city streets, and that this next year of my life will be full of "first times"; this event was exactly one of those experiences.

I joined the bustling crowds at around two in the afternoon, starting my cultural exploration at the base of the action- Broadway and Main.  As I began to linger amongst the busied blocks of Main, I could see any and everything possible from food to clothes, crafts and paintings, beer gardens and busied pubs.  Despite the hundreds of attractions and distractions, I knew what I came for and that was the music.

3:30 at 15th and Main, sun shinnin' and sippin' cider as I wait for BESTiE to hit the Phillips Brewing stage.  Just one of the many changes in my life since moving to this city has been my taste in music, and if that hadn't happened I would have never exposed myself to what I can admittedly praise as a fundamental to my summer 2013 sound track.  Tristan, Daniel, Rob, and Andrew emanate an upbeat feel good vibe perfect for hangin' out in the summer time.  After reading their quick band bio on their bandcamp - "BESTIE are a band whose influences are summer, ice cream, the beach, girls, floating down a river in an inner tube,

high fives and heart break." - I knew I had captured this band's true essence through their music, bringing me over to the sunny side of life.

Only a few short hours after their Main Street performance, I was on my way to the Colbalt to see the band once again; I know what you must be thinking "the same band in one day?!" I know.  But I must say that even though I had seen the same set twice I was still all over it; I couldn't stand still!

If  I had to describe the band, I would say their sound is a combination of surfer punk and ska with a dash of Hawaiian sunlight, coming together to develop a genuinely upbeat and intoxicating dance arrangement sure to spice up any pool party.  If you haven't checked out the band's music yet go here and give their latest single "Pineapple" a listen- I'd like to see you try and sit in your seat the whole song through.

7 Days of Open Mic- Day 3: Fairview Pub

Fighting fatigue and the silent whispers of my beloved bed, I made a spur of the moment decision for a destination relocation last night from the anticipated Rowan's Roof open mic to the Fairview Pub on West Broadway.  As I have said already so many times before, this open mic tour has certainly has been full of surprises, but when I walked into the almost completely empty cabaret, I think the expression on my face said it all.

Danny, Patrick

Amongst the empty tables was one friendly face, which I then met as Danny - whom warmly greeted me with a totally rad guitar pick business card.  Now I must say, even I am surprised I stuck around for what I thought would be an uneventful night, but I was pleasantly proven wrong.  Even due to the small hand full of an audience in the back corner and miminal performers, Patrick Jacobson, the coordinator for the open mic at Fairview Pub on Wednesdays, and friend Danny Echo knew they had to take it upon themselves to really make something out of nothing.  Shortly after I sat down, the two casually took to the stage and the open mic was underway.

The Fairview Pub is a typical neighborhood cabaret; it has its own scene of frequent local visitors and the decor says it all.  Walking in, the faint smell of stale beer lingers in the air, rich wood furniture and mirror accents create the space along with the essential pool tables and dusty velvet curtain stage - so this is what the 80's was like.  All I could think was that this is the perfect time and place to forget about your current or past heartbreak.  In a sense the whole experience was reminiscent of a pub from back home, and as I came to this realization the next song to ring from the stage was Guns n' Roses "Knockin' on Heaven's Door" - an instant flashback to my childhood memories of my mom's alter Axel Rose ego.  And even though there wasn't the crowd or roster of musicians most open mics are known for, I already felt like I was in for a treat despite my prior assumptions.

I've always had a soft spot for classic rock and this is exactly what I got.  Patrick and Danny being the two enthusiastic and personable individuals that they are, transformed a room lacking energy into a low key late night hangout full of great tunes and understated humor; remissnessant of Owens and Mandy at Mr.Brownstone, it was a night of good vibes and welcoming friends, even random fun drunk people.

Danny, Patrick, Fun Drunk Guy

Mid set, and what I later learned was a local and regular visitor, an older guy came barging through the door and straight to the stage to obnoxiously cheer on the two performers amongst the audience of roughly eight.  So now here I am giggling to myself because of course this whole scenario is rolling out in front of me - local regular guy comes into the bar clearly intoxicated and well known by all, then peruses to add his drunken commentary and table drumming, even requesting to hear Cindy Lauper. But that wasn't it.  Staggering back up to the stage he decides he wants to help play the guitar, but that's not enough, he wants to get on stage and even better- he plans to perform. 

Danny, Patrick, Fun Drunk Guy

I was apprehensive I must say, especially when one of the first things he said was "I'm nine and a half" and clearly this man is in his fifties (or maybe late 40s).  Well to my surprise "the random drunk guy" can actually play guitar exceptionally well, but then again he couldn't seem to finish a whole song.  To add to the already unbelievable stereotype before me, his performance closed out with a song about an ex wife of his- the perfect place to get over a broken heart- I knew I was onto something here.  All in all I give him an A for effort; high five sir, you did your best!  And as he made his way out for the night, he left with his flawless good bye- "thanks for letting me f*** around and get drunk".  At this point I felt like the wait was worth it, but the night still had some surprises.  

The evening progressed with a young southern gentlemen by the name of Casey on guitar twangin' the country classics including Garth Brooks "Friends in Low Places" followed by an original which I can't tell you what the title is if I tried, but the magnificently written course went like this: "buzzed like a barber shop, high like a mountain top, trashed like a garbage can, and tanked like an army man, I just want to be drunk".  Even though I am the farthest thing from a country music fan, I could appreciate this man's lyrical genius.  This is exactly what this night needed, some good ol' drinkin' tunes; but wait there is more.

Just when I thought the excitement was over, another regular by the name of Ibrahim I do believe, entered the room, and this I can admit was the first live comedy I have ever seen.

I am told that this kind hearted funny guy has been testing out his material at the Fairview for quite sometime.  Honestly the attitude is there I have to agree, the jokes... well they need some work still, but are none the less comical and laughable.  Cute but definitely amateur, Ibrahim's set consisted of:

"I was watching sponge bob the other day and it made me think, if people see stars when they hit their head, then what to starfish see- People, star people?"

or even

"How do you get class clown in clown college? You must have big shoes to fill!"

All in all the night that I thought would train wreck turned out to be a humble and genuine Wednesday night hangout with great people and humorous entertainment.  Along with the laughs, I did learn a few things from this experience about being an artist in this situation, or even a host.

Danny, Patrick

No matter the situation the show must go on, and Patrick and Danny did just that.  Whether there are eight or eighty people before you, you've still go to go out and perform and make a show out of it.  I believe it takes a good amount of courage and confidence to engage a next to no audience versus a crowd.  Obviously the energy of more people enhances the performance and what you are willing to provide as a performer, but if you can be an artist and captivate and entertain an audience this small in an environment clearly not in your favor, I think is truly proves yourself and how you connect with your fans.  Looking back I think this is one of the main reasons that caused me to stick around, not only to support, but to admire the diligence of creating a good night for the few that were there.

By the end of the night the mood had picked up and the bar had gained some bustle within its doors.  This night wasn't as much about the variety of artists, but the variety that the few artists provided which, I would say, created a more personal down to earth experience introducing me to a side of an open mic I hadn't experienced yet.  Though I am sure I could have found a venue with a more upbeat and rewarding evening of music, I don't regret my decision one bit.  I had an evening of iconic music and hilarity that I would have never had in a packed house of people more interested in whats on their plate than whats on stage. 

Danny

I am sure that hearing about the poor turn out at Fairview is the exact opposite of what anyone would want hear, but I was reassured that I happened to pick an off night, and understandably this kind of thing happens with open mic nights from time to time.  Regardless it was still a successful experience, and I think I will have to go back next week to really see what goes down at the Fairview on Wednesdays.  If you are looking for a hometown hangout this is the place, especially when Patrick and Danny are in the building - hilarity ensues.

Until next time, keep it classy friends.  The next location is Cafe Du Soleils which I have had heard many great things about and I can't even imagine what must be in store.

From friends to empty rooms, whats next I haven't got a clue; what I do know is that I'm on the search for something new.

- Carly June