Saturday, August 30, 2008
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
The Indiana Update
Ahhh Indiana... what can I say? We had such an awesome time there! From the time we landed to the time we took off to head home, we were well taken care of. Brent, Matt, Britney, and everyone at Northside New Albany were incredibly hospitable and friendly. It is people like the aforementioned that make or break a trip like this, and they Made it with a capital M. I'm regretting using the word aforementioned, but you get the point... On to the pictures:
Welcome to Indianapolis!
Here's the venue while we were setting up.
This is Spence enjoying a second floor tom.
Here's the vibes/theremin/saw/keys/glockenspiel station. Notice Sean looming in the distance layin' down some sweet riffs.
We stayed in downtown Louisville, and we had fun walking around finding food, coffee, record stores, etc...
-T.J.
Welcome to Indianapolis!
Here's the venue while we were setting up.
This is Spence enjoying a second floor tom.
Here's the vibes/theremin/saw/keys/glockenspiel station. Notice Sean looming in the distance layin' down some sweet riffs.
We stayed in downtown Louisville, and we had fun walking around finding food, coffee, record stores, etc...
-T.J.
Friday, August 22, 2008
Thursday, August 21, 2008
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
West Coast Festival Tour Pics
We've been back from the tour for a few weeks, and a photo update is past due! Here we go. Join us, would you?
The open road. Ahhh. With gas prices the way they are, the open road somehow lost some of its magic. Once we have hover vans and hover trailers, the magic will return, trust me.
We had an amazing time at the Columbia River Gorge. After a long stressful but awesome day of playing at Creation West, this was just what the doctor ordered. There is nothing like a beautiful view to recharge and put things in perspective!
Who is that scary looking shadowy, silhouetted figure on the horizon?
Here we are jamming on some sweet guitars at the Taylor house. If you look closely, you can see Uncle Mikey's legs. He's a totally tubular, rad guy and his coolness plus the kindness and hospitality of Grandma and Grandpa Taylor were a huge blessing.
We stopped at a gas station in the Cascades. We didn't need gas, we just wanted to spend $100... jk. Anyway, the sky was doing some amazing things color wise, so we had some photographic fun while the pump whirred away.
"Hello Eric, how are you?" "I'm fine, but the sky behind me is feeling a little blue."
"Hello T.J., how are you?" "I'm fine, but I'm practicing the flying jump kicks grand master Eric showed me in an attempt to get a good myspace pic."
This is Ben in the luxurious backstage area at the Gorge changing strings.
Eric surveys the war torn land backstage at Spirit West Coast. Moments from when this picture was taken, the entire FOF crew launched into a blurry speed frenzy of getting things on stage and plugged in. Ahh my blood pressure is rising just thinking about it. (just kidding mom, I'm fine)
Eric looks out over the gorge. Did I mention that we loved it there?
All in all, we had an absolutely splendid time on tour. We met lots of wonderfully nice people, played lots of music, and made lots of memories.
-T.J.
The open road. Ahhh. With gas prices the way they are, the open road somehow lost some of its magic. Once we have hover vans and hover trailers, the magic will return, trust me.
We had an amazing time at the Columbia River Gorge. After a long stressful but awesome day of playing at Creation West, this was just what the doctor ordered. There is nothing like a beautiful view to recharge and put things in perspective!
Who is that scary looking shadowy, silhouetted figure on the horizon?
Here we are jamming on some sweet guitars at the Taylor house. If you look closely, you can see Uncle Mikey's legs. He's a totally tubular, rad guy and his coolness plus the kindness and hospitality of Grandma and Grandpa Taylor were a huge blessing.
We stopped at a gas station in the Cascades. We didn't need gas, we just wanted to spend $100... jk. Anyway, the sky was doing some amazing things color wise, so we had some photographic fun while the pump whirred away.
"Hello Eric, how are you?" "I'm fine, but the sky behind me is feeling a little blue."
"Hello T.J., how are you?" "I'm fine, but I'm practicing the flying jump kicks grand master Eric showed me in an attempt to get a good myspace pic."
This is Ben in the luxurious backstage area at the Gorge changing strings.
Eric surveys the war torn land backstage at Spirit West Coast. Moments from when this picture was taken, the entire FOF crew launched into a blurry speed frenzy of getting things on stage and plugged in. Ahh my blood pressure is rising just thinking about it. (just kidding mom, I'm fine)
Eric looks out over the gorge. Did I mention that we loved it there?
All in all, we had an absolutely splendid time on tour. We met lots of wonderfully nice people, played lots of music, and made lots of memories.
-T.J.
Saturday, August 9, 2008
Saturday, August 2, 2008
The hidden challenges of playing the Theremin
Photo: Kanene Donehey
A few days ago while we were playing 'Twilight' in Monterey, some interesting stuff happened. If you don't know, the Theremin is an extremely sensitive instrument. If your hand moves even a fraction of an inch, the pitch can change. This particular day, it was really windy. The wind was blowing my Theremin all around and it was making it super hard to play. As if it couldn't get any more difficult, a photographer decided to get some close ups of the theremin and he entered into the pitch controlling electromagnetic field. When he leaned in, the pitch went up. I tried to counter it, but it was no use.
I've heard stories of people trying to play thermin concertos and having the bows of the violins getting into the field, but I never thought about photographers. Maybe I'll build an electric fence around the instrument to ward off anyone who might get into the playing area and mess with my pitch!
Good times... good times.
-T.J.
A few days ago while we were playing 'Twilight' in Monterey, some interesting stuff happened. If you don't know, the Theremin is an extremely sensitive instrument. If your hand moves even a fraction of an inch, the pitch can change. This particular day, it was really windy. The wind was blowing my Theremin all around and it was making it super hard to play. As if it couldn't get any more difficult, a photographer decided to get some close ups of the theremin and he entered into the pitch controlling electromagnetic field. When he leaned in, the pitch went up. I tried to counter it, but it was no use.
I've heard stories of people trying to play thermin concertos and having the bows of the violins getting into the field, but I never thought about photographers. Maybe I'll build an electric fence around the instrument to ward off anyone who might get into the playing area and mess with my pitch!
Good times... good times.
-T.J.
Friday, August 1, 2008
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