The Fall of Fall Songwriter Series Begins Sunday, 10/15
Starring Pattyjoe, Dan Jones and Maybe Testface (Maybe BJ Walker?)
(below please find my attempt at a Press Release)
I hate the Fall, so I’m making a solo album. Notwithstanding all that
rustic shit about crackling leaves and school bells chiming, I cannot
endorse any season in which the sun shines but it’s cold outside.
Other than that, what’s so big about the Fall? The baseball season
ends and we elect a bunch of squares, all to the tune of me not being
allowed to wear white again ’til Memorial Day.
Bullshit. So I’ve written 25 songs or so, and I figure I’ll make a
record before it’s 2007 and I wonder what I’ve got to show besides a
permagrimace. Problem is, I’m gonna do it with Bill Barnett – so it
best not suck, y’know? It’s best I vet this material in cigar bars,
obviously, which is where my rocker-comrades come in.
I hate Sundays, so I’m curating a thing called “The Fall of Fall
Songwriter Series,” Sundays at Luckey’s Club Cigar. It’s too easy to
overindulge at one’s personal agony/anomie buffet on Sundays. It’s
easier than those six other days, even. Thus I’m calling out a cast of
superheroes to help me rock early Sunday evenings with our, uh,
“songcraft.” We’ll bury Autumn Sundays beneath turtlenecks worn, tears
shed, friends made, Zima bottles spent, and all-star-jams enacted.
There are many people writing very good songs in Eugene, these days,
and many nice people looking for a refuge from a season’s worth of
hung-up and/or hungover early Sunday evenings. I suggest the Fall of
Fall Songwriter Series as a potential remedy, until that day in which
global warming undoes seasonality all together, and the International
Monetary Fund outlaws rock and rocking. Please be advised.
October 8, 2006 at 2:39 pm
no idea what’s up with the breaks, here. behold a new learning curve. – p
October 8, 2006 at 6:11 pm
What is the meaning of this?
October 8, 2006 at 7:23 pm
I ate at a Wendy’s drive thru today with E and Rob.
The Fall of Fall sounds good. Isn’t there a band called the Fall? I can’t remember if they’re any good, but I think they’re worshipped in England.
October 9, 2006 at 8:30 am
Fall is my favorite season. It’s the only season that regularly injects me with nostalgia. It’s the only season that makes me want to go camping.
Fires are better in the Fall. Windsurfing is better. Horror films are better.
Actually, it’s the only time I feel like I’m in a horror movie; not in any of the terrifying/life-threatening parts, but in the early parts of slasher movies where kids are playing in the streets, and there’s always some mysterious amber glow when the setting sun mixes with the dying leaves. And there’s a slightly chilling sense of anxiety that borders between nerve-racking and refreshing.
October 9, 2006 at 8:41 am
I like the leaves and the sweaters and the spots of sunshine and the promise of warm blankets and cuddling to come.
I like the skeletons and witches that hang around.
I like songs.
I like a good series.
I like The Fall.
I prefer spring.
October 9, 2006 at 5:37 pm
Ditto the nostalgia bits. Fall and winter are my faves. Death ensues. How can you not be sentimental about memories of tag football when you’re 6 after thanksgiving, and half a year’s worth of wild turkey shots with Frank. Don’t you forget it, the 5th season starts NOW!