<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?>
<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">
    <title>Dear Diary</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/" />
    <link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/atom.xml" />
    <id>tag:www.pastemagazine.com,2008-03-17:/blogs/diary//11</id>
    <updated>2008-07-14T18:30:15Z</updated>
    <subtitle>Welcome to Dear Diary, where we ask some of our favorite artists to let us peer into their respective worlds while they travel. Hopefully you enjoy reading these entries as much as we do posting them.</subtitle>
    <generator uri="http://www.sixapart.com/movabletype/">Movable Type 4.2rc3-en</generator>

<entry>
    <title>The Hold Steady studio diary - Stay Positive - #5</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/2008/07/the-hold-steady-studio-diary---stay-positive---5.html" />
    <id>tag:www.pastemagazine.com,2008:/blogs/diary//11.21075</id>

    <published>2008-07-14T18:23:13Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-14T18:30:15Z</updated>

    <summary>[Above, L-R: Bobby Drake and John Agnello]Things are really rolling. We&#8217;ve been tracking furiously and the band is really hitting their stride. We&#8217;ve nailed easier songs like &#8220;Stay Positive&#8221; and harder ones like &#8220;Creepy Jam,&#8221; which will end up being called &#8220;One For The Cutters.&#8221; That song became one of my favorites early on. We cut it live with Franz playing the intros and verses with a synth harpsichord simulation. We knew we needed a real harpsichord on the song, but we had to find one that was accessible. But that would be for another day....</summary>
    <author>
        <name>Austin L. Ray</name>
        <uri>http://www.pastemagazine.com</uri>
    </author>
    
    <category term="johnagnello" label="john agnello" scheme="http://www.sixapart.com/ns/types#tag" />
    <category term="staypositive" label="stay positive" scheme="http://www.sixapart.com/ns/types#tag" />
    <category term="theholdsteady" label="the hold steady" scheme="http://www.sixapart.com/ns/types#tag" />
    
    <content type="html" xml:lang="en" xml:base="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/">
        <![CDATA[<span class="mt-enclosure mt-enclosure-image" style="display: inline;"><br /><img alt="agnello_web(John-Bobby).jpg" src="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/2008/07/14/agnello_web%28John-Bobby%29.jpg" class="mt-image-center" style="margin: 0pt auto 20px; text-align: center; display: block;" height="180" width="320" /></span>[<i>Above, L-R: Bobby Drake and John Agnello</i>]<br /><br />Things are really rolling. We&#8217;ve been
tracking furiously and the band is really hitting their stride. We&#8217;ve
nailed easier songs like &#8220;Stay Positive&#8221; and harder ones like
&#8220;Creepy Jam,&#8221; which will end up being called &#8220;One For The
Cutters.&#8221; That song became one of my favorites early on. We cut it
live with Franz playing the intros and verses with a synth
harpsichord simulation. We knew we needed a real harpsichord on the
song, but we had to find one that was accessible. But that would be
for another day. ]]>
        <![CDATA[Now we were concentrating on getting
the best of Bobby and Galen, our erstwhile rhythm section. &#8220;Cutters&#8221;
is a song that has many sections and each needs to have its own
particular dynamic. The verses have that weird Brecht/Doors
reverberant type feel and really need to groove. It&#8217;s all about the
mood. The choruses have to build and have more aggression. And by the
time we get to the bridge, the song has to explode. So we were going
to have to be very specific about the way that track developed. By
the time Craig gets to the second of the bridges, the track really
has to soar. And hit really hard. It is the payoff, after all.
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It turns out to not be an issue for
Bobby, who is on this song like white on rice. Or like prick on a
neo-con. By the time we get to the third take, he&#8217;s playing it so
well that we do one more for good luck, do a quick analog edit and
the track is done. So far tracking is going smoother than I could
have hoped for. We take a break and get ready to move on to another
complicated song, &#8220;Slapped Actress.&#8221; This is the monster riff
that became a song in rehearsal. It started with Tad playing the
intro riff over and over again and everyone really digging it.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Well, here we are at Water Music and
it&#8217;s time to track this sucker. &#8220;Slapped Actress&#8221;  is pretty
dense and it&#8217;s still really fresh with the band. In fact, we still
haven&#8217;t decided how it will end. We start running it down and it&#8217;s
sounding really good. We do a take and everyone joins me in the
control room for a playback. We agree that it should end with a fade
on the &#8220;monster riff.&#8221; A nice, slow fade.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">But to add an extra taste to the fade,
Tad came up with a group vocal melody which became the &#8220;whoas&#8221; at
the end of the song. And that tied the whole ending together. We fade
the music and you have the &#8220;whoas&#8221; carrying on the end. That is
what&#8217;s great about this band. Many ideas. And a lot of them are
great.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">So the boys go back out to the studio
and start hammering out the song. Everyone is really focused and
playing their asses off. Franz is bashing away at the piano furiously
and playing some wonderful ad libs at the end. I said before that the
song was new. All the time during tracking, Franz was still working
out his part and really got it going towards the outro. So after we
got the master take, Franz and I went back and re-recorded his part.
It came out great and his melodies really work at the end around the
vocals.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">With no rest on our schedule, it&#8217;s
time to move on to another important song, the centerpiece of the
record, &#8220;Lord I&#8217;m Discouraged.&#8221; From the first day of
rehearsal, when the band ran this song down, I got chills. Craig
really had a great handle on the lyrics even back then. And the song
really moved in a beautiful way.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Tad wrote this song in a hotel room
somewhere in Europe. It&#8217;s got a beautiful, lonesome feel to it. He
decided during tracking to play his 12-string electric on the basic
track. It&#8217;s  a sweet, chimey, yet overdriven sound. It totally fits
the mood of the song. Visually, the guitar is a beast. It&#8217;s a
Gibson double neck guitar, with a  6-string neck and a 12-string
neck. It weighs a ton. I remember the first time Tad played that
guitar. It was at Irving Plaza in NYC,  the first show of the <i>Boys
and Girls In America</i> tour. He used it for three songs and then
needed a chiropractor.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">We started tracking &#8220;Lord I&#8217;m
Discouraged&#8221; and  it really felt great. This was one song in
particular that Bobby really was on in rehearsal. He really feels the
half-time songs great.  On the previous record, I felt like he gave
&#8220;First Night&#8221; the laid back feel that it needed.  Nice and
relaxed and with every snare hit just a shade behind the beat enough
to make it totally hypnotic.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">So Bobby had the same feel for &#8220;Lord
I&#8217;m Discouraged,&#8221; and it worked great. When we rehearsed that
song I wanted to make sure it ended on a real melodic note. I wanted
to make sure there was a real payoff to the song. The band added the
end vamp which repeated the cool lyric that Craig had, &#8220;Excuses and
half truths and fortified wine.&#8221;  Which worked great to me. It made
sure that the song ended on a powerful note. And then Craig added the
last line which ties up the lyric: &#8220; I know it&#8217;s unlikely she&#8217;ll
ever be mine. So I hopefully pray she don&#8217;t die.&#8221; To me that&#8217;s
genius. And that&#8217;s why people love Craig&#8217;s thing. He is something
special.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Bobby nails another tough song and we
are doing great. This is why I love Bobby Drake.  He is a down to
earth, badass, hard working motherfucker. The guy never complains and
works so hard to make the right takes happen. The only time I
remember him having a fit was the day he was getting shit about
playing drums and he made a stand. We were rehearsing for <i>B&amp;GIA</i>
and he just stopped playing and said, &#8220;If it&#8217;s so easy, why don&#8217;t
you play the drums!&#8221; And he offered his sticks to each person there
and we all stared at him. Obviously, we knew that he had the hardest
job and after that we gave him a bit more room. Well earned, I might
add.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Point being that without Bobby&#8217;s
inner fortitude, we would never have the foundation we had on either
record. Knowing and working with Bobby has made me a happier person. 
He&#8217;s one of my favorite people in the world.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It&#8217;s a week into the tracking
sessions and we are ahead of schedule. Which is a good thing. We
originally had only 12 days booked at Water Music. And then we were
going to take a few days off and start up at Wild Arctic in Long
Island City. Some time during rehearsals in December, a show came up
in Ybor City, Tampa that the band had to do. It was scheduled for the
18<sup>th</sup> or so of January.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">With us doing so well at Water Music, I
decided to juggle the schedule a bit.  Instead of finishing up at
Water Music, taking a day off to move the gear and then work two days
before taking a three-day weekend while the band was in Florida, I
decided we should stay at Water Music until the band returned from
the show. We were all pretty comfortable and I figured it&#8217;d be
better not to uproot everyone and then have two days of settling in
to Wild Arctic and then a day to settle in when they returned.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">With that bit of minutiae taken care
of, we forged ahead with the tracking...</p>--<br />Read Agnello's previous blog posts about the creation of <i>Stay Positive</i>, which comes out tomorrow (July 15):<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><a href="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/2008/05/the-hold-steady-studio-diary-stay-positive-1129072.html"><b>#1</b></a></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><a href="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/2008/05/the-hold-steady-studio-diary-stay-positive-2.html">#2</a></b></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><a href="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/2008/06/the-hold-steady-studio-diary-stay-positive-3.html">#3</a></b></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><a href="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/2008/06/the-hold-steady-studio-diary-stay-positive-4.html">#4</a></b><br />
</p>]]>
    </content>
</entry>

<entry>
    <title>The Hold Steady studio diary - Stay Positive - #4</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/2008/06/the-hold-steady-studio-diary-stay-positive-4.html" />
    <id>tag:www.pastemagazine.com,2008:/blogs/diary//11.15725</id>

    <published>2008-06-24T15:20:08Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-24T15:24:39Z</updated>

    <summary> &#8220;I don&#8217;t think anyone could have anticipated &apos;Adderall&apos; not making the record.&#8221; Sound familiar? The first part is all too familiar with me. That&#8217;s how our administration explains levy breaches or not finding WMD&#8217;s, etc. But that&#8217;s a different blog for a different day. At least in this case, my statement is absolutely true....</summary>
    <author>
        <name>Austin L. Ray</name>
        <uri>http://www.pastemagazine.com</uri>
    </author>
    
    <category term="johnagnello" label="john agnello" scheme="http://www.sixapart.com/ns/types#tag" />
    <category term="staypositive" label="stay positive" scheme="http://www.sixapart.com/ns/types#tag" />
    <category term="theholdsteady" label="the hold steady" scheme="http://www.sixapart.com/ns/types#tag" />
    
    <content type="html" xml:lang="en" xml:base="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/">
        <![CDATA[<span class="mt-enclosure mt-enclosure-image" style="display: inline;"><img alt="agnello_kubler(TadKubler)_web.jpg" src="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/2008/06/24/agnello_kubler%28TadKubler%29_web.jpg" class="mt-image-center" style="margin: 0pt auto 20px; text-align: center; display: block;" height="185" width="320" /></span> <div>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">&#8220;I don&#8217;t think anyone could have
anticipated 'Adderall' not making the record.&#8221;</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Sound familiar? The first part is all
too familiar with me. That&#8217;s how our administration explains levy
breaches or not finding WMD&#8217;s, etc. But that&#8217;s a different blog
for a different day. At least in this case, my statement is
absolutely true.</p></div>]]>
        <![CDATA[
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">As we prepared to record basic tracks
for <i>Stay Positive</i>, it was important to get a momentum going.
&#8220;Adderall&#8221; made the most sense to record first. Here are the
reasons why. The band played it a ton live. They played it as well as
they played the songs on the previous records. It was a very
straightforward arrangement. And it was already a favorite of the
fans. Maybe out of the excitement of them finally hearing new
material.  With any record, I&#8217;ve found that it always makes sense
to start every phase with a &#8220;free throw,&#8221; which means something
super easy. There is nothing worse than leaving the studio the first
day having struggled or having gotten very little or nothing done. 
It is a confidence killer. That goes the same for vocals, mixing,
guitar solos, etc.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Specifically with mixing, I always
start with the song that has sounded the best throughout each stage
of the record. Also, the song that sounds like it&#8217;s the easiest to
mix.  And I always leave the first song up overnight and when I&#8217;m 
in the NYC area, visit my favorite mastering engineer, Greg Calbi,
and listen to the mix in his room the next morning. So if the mix
sounds good at 8:00 p.m., I leave it there and leave the studio with
my analogue tape and digital back up.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">In fact, I knew the first two songs we
were going to track were going to be easy for Bobby to nail. Coming
off the last record, I wanted him to hit the ground running.  I
wanted him to have a positive first day.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">In all aspects of recording, I try to
accentuate the positive. For me, it&#8217;s a much better way of working
than the people who can&#8217;t make a record without a bunch of drama or
aggression going on. I want the artists I work with to have a feeling
of accomplishment and a feeling of progress. Always getting better
and always feeling like they just did something great. The key to
getting that to happen is by putting them in a situation to succeed.
And then, when you hit the bump in the road, you deal with it
accordingly.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Well, &#8220;Adderall&#8221; came out great!
Bobby nailed it in the first few takes. Totally solid. He and Galen
locked in together like any great rhythm section would. Tad rocked
the guitar parts and Franz&#8217;s Vox Continental sound was the icing on
the cake. At times, the keyboard sound reminds me of The Animals or,
more recently, The Murder City Devils, who I had come to love after
doing a record with them in 2000. Craig was super helpful at keeping
the intensity of the performance up, by laying down some cool vocals.
Like many of the other songs, he hadn&#8217;t totally finalized his
lyrics, but he was really close and had the melody and delivery down
really well.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">While the band was hot, we also tracked
a song with the working title &#8220;Waltz.&#8221;  Eventually that song
would be called &#8220;Cheyenne Sunrise.&#8221; This song&#8217;s feel was the
total opposite of &#8220;Adderall.&#8221; A cool country &amp; western track
that Craig really sat on top of. It had some wonderful Floyd
Cramer-style piano in it, courtesy of Mr. Nicolay. It&#8217;s a really
cool song and a stylistic departure for the band in many ways.
Unfortunately, the bottom line with this song was that it wasn&#8217;t
going to make the record.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The agenda with making records these
days is such that you never have enough songs for both the record and
additional tracks. And I don&#8217;t mean throwaway tracks that are just
filler. Twelve years ago, artists would cram as many songs on a
record as possible.  Remember seventy-minute records? I wish I
didn&#8217;t. Who really gives a shit about songs 14-19? The real problem
is that you&#8217;re bound to have a bunch of crap mixed into a record
like that. Many artists can&#8217;t really write more than a few real
quality songs anyway. If they can write any at all. Of course, there
are exceptions to every statement, one being the latest Drive-By
Truckers record, which feels like two single records.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">That&#8217;s why the LP was a perfect
medium. Especially length-wise. A thirty-six to forty-four minute
record is perfect length for the attention span of a normal
earthling. And here&#8217;s the best part, if the damn record is great,
the listener will listen again! Winner!</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">So it comes back to &#8220;Adderall.&#8221; As
the record took its shape, each song began to mature and become it&#8217;s
own being. One or two songs that we thought might not be right for
the record grew up a bunch. Songs that we liked originally never
graduated. And that&#8217;s what happened with &#8220;Adderall.&#8221;</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">At the end of the mixing stage, we all
took copies of the mixes to judge which versions of each song was the
best and to think about the songs that were going to be on the record
and the sequence or running order. Very early on, in the rehearsal
stage, I thought &#8220;Adderall&#8221; would start the record. As we
progressed, &#8220;Constructive Summer&#8221; became more of the song that
would set the tone of the album. The lyrics were more uplifting. It
had a cooler melody and it had more of a chorus. &#8220;We&#8217;re gonna
build something this summer!&#8221; And it had an awesome intro with
Tad&#8217;s monster riffage and Bobby beating the shit out of his snare
drum. It also had a cool Franz piano break in the middle of the song.
 It&#8217;s a bit reminiscent of the previous record in a good way. Since
this new record goes places the band hasn&#8217;t gone before, I was
mindful to keep some of the record grounded in The Hold Steady style
that kids knew and loved.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">So &#8220;Adderall&#8221; became expendable.
But y&#8217;know what? The song will  find a home somewhere if it hasn&#8217;t
<b><a href="http://www.pastemagazine.com/articles/2008/06/the-hold-steady-confirms-new-details-for-stay-posi.html">already</a></b>.
And it&#8217;ll be fine.</p>]]>
    </content>
</entry>

<entry>
    <title>The Hold Steady studio diary - Stay Positive - #3</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/2008/06/the-hold-steady-studio-diary-stay-positive-3.html" />
    <id>tag:www.pastemagazine.com,2008:/blogs/diary//11.15581</id>

    <published>2008-06-10T13:56:56Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-10T14:06:40Z</updated>

    <summary> On a panel a few years ago at SXSW, a producer/manager sitting to my right discussed how he developed a camaraderie with the artist during the making of the records. He described it as &#8220;making the record company the common enemy.&#8221; I found this transparent and short sighted. And those were two of the nicer things I thought about this idiotic approach....</summary>
    <author>
        <name>Austin L. Ray</name>
        <uri>http://www.pastemagazine.com</uri>
    </author>
    
    <category term="johnagnello" label="john agnello" scheme="http://www.sixapart.com/ns/types#tag" />
    <category term="staypositive" label="stay positive" scheme="http://www.sixapart.com/ns/types#tag" />
    <category term="theholdsteady" label="the hold steady" scheme="http://www.sixapart.com/ns/types#tag" />
    
    <content type="html" xml:lang="en" xml:base="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/">
        <![CDATA[<span class="mt-enclosure mt-enclosure-image" style="display: inline;"><img alt="hold_steady_web1.jpg" src="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/hold_steady_web1.jpg" class="mt-image-center" style="margin: 0pt auto 20px; text-align: center; display: block;" height="320" width="185" /></span> <div>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">On a panel a few years ago at SXSW, a
producer/manager sitting to my right discussed how he developed a
camaraderie with the artist during the making of the records. He
described it as &#8220;making the record company the common enemy.&#8221; I
found this transparent and short sighted. And those were two of the
nicer things I thought about this idiotic approach.</p>
</div>]]>
        <![CDATA[
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It&#8217;s easy to kick the record company
when you are a hired gun.  But when the record is done, the band is
stuck dealing with the label over post-production issues that will
affect the life of the record.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Going into <i>Stay Positive</i>, I
wanted myself and the band to have a distraction to deflect any
pressure the band might feel going into this important record. <i>Boys
And Girls In America</i> really helped make a bunch of noise in our
country and certainly in England. I wasn&#8217;t worried about bonding so
much as people second guessing too much on this record.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I remember the first days of <i>B&amp;GIA</i>.
The guys were really loose. And y&#8217;know what, they&#8217;d all been in
bands before and had experiences making records. Bobby Drake was
maybe the person who might have been a bit on edge, needlessly so.
Drummers always have the most pressure to start a record. They are
the foundation that the rest of the music rests upon.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I remember setting up a practice area
on the other side of the studio with a PA and instruments. It would
be easier to rehearse songs without using headphones and without
beating up our perfectly tuned drums. It was a great way to freshen
up on the arrangements and the parts and then move over to the
recording side and get some kick-ass takes.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">One of the first things Bobby did as we
were cutting tracks was bite me on the leg. Not so much a
mad-dog-take-a-piece-of-meat-out-of-me bite. I just remember
listening to a take and turning around to give a thumbs up, and then
I felt something tugging at my leg. When I looked down, it was the
Drake! Another time I was working on Pro Tools, sitting like a
computer programmer, when I heard a bunch of noise behind me and next
thing I know, Bobby is sitting on my shoulders. It was kind of a
Spider-Man move, if you know what I mean. I did what any
self-respecting idiot would do at that point: I challenged the rest
of the band to a chicken fight and ran around for a few minutes.
Pictures were taken, laughs were had.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Anyway, that&#8217;s my point about loose.
People relaxed. Spontaneous things happening.  Not worrying about
minutiae or things that you have no control over.  So on this record,
I thought it would be good to have everyone focused on something
other than the record.  Little did I know it would be &#8220;The Beard
Off.&#8221;</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">In February 2007, the band and I went
into the Magic Shop to record a song for the Dylan biopic, <i>I&#8217;m
Not There</i>. The song they picked was, &#8220;Can You Please Crawl Out
Your Window,&#8221; a cool, single-only release from around the <i>Blonde
On Blonde</i> era.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">During that time, I was sporting a huge
beard that would have made Fidel Castro or ZZ Top proud. The
nicknames &#8220;Johnny Jihad&#8221; and &#8220;Talib-Agnello&#8221; were thrown
around me liberally. The ability to grow facial hair came up, and it
was decided that Bobby and I would show up at The Magic Shop clean
shaven to see who could grow a beard fastest.  But it was not to be,
the day came and due to extenuating circumstances, one of us was not
shorn.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<span class="mt-enclosure mt-enclosure-image" style="display: inline;"><img alt="hold_steady_web2.jpg" src="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/hold_steady_web2.jpg" class="mt-image-center" style="margin: 0pt auto 20px; text-align: center; display: block;" height="320" width="185" /></span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Fast forward to January 3, our first
day at Water Music. I immediately resurrected the idea of the Beard
Off with Bobby, and he was down with it. The next thing I hear from
behind me is Tad saying, &#8220;I&#8217;m in too!&#8221;  Next was Craig, &#8220;Sure!
What are we doing?&#8221;  And last but not least Franz. Galen, sensing
the amount of raging beard testosterone in the room decided to beg
off. So our rallying cry for <i>Stay Positive</i> became, &#8220;Don&#8217;t
Shave!&#8221;</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Here we had it. Beard Off &#8216;08 was
about to commence. We had cameras ready and daily line-ups all the
way through mixing. The Unified Scene chimed in once pictures of
facial progress were posted on the band&#8217;s website. Everyone had a
favorite. It was a fun distraction that was a cool sidebar to a great
recording experience.</p>
]]>
    </content>
</entry>

<entry>
    <title>Bell X1 tour diary: Southern Bellies</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/2008/06/bell-x1-tour-diary-southern-bellies.html" />
    <id>tag:www.pastemagazine.com,2008:/blogs/diary//11.15565</id>

    <published>2008-06-07T10:59:49Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-08T22:52:59Z</updated>

    <summary>So we&apos;re driving from Lake City, Florida to Athens, Georgia and we&apos;ve just heard that Munster have beaten Toulouse 16-13 to win the Heineken Cup. Phil sound engineer has been receiving text message updates during the game. This would be rugby (the oval ball), and yes, it&apos;s kind of a big deal....</summary>
    <author>
        <name>Dear Diary</name>
        <uri>http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/</uri>
    </author>
    
    
    <content type="html" xml:lang="en" xml:base="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/">
        <![CDATA[<p>So we're driving from Lake City, Florida to Athens, Georgia and we've just heard that Munster have beaten Toulouse 16-13 to win the Heineken Cup. Phil sound engineer has been receiving text message updates during the game. This would be rugby (the oval ball), and yes, it's kind of a big deal.</p>
]]>
        <![CDATA[<p>The road is bedecked with massive advertising hoardings - pecans and all manner of related baked goods seem to be widely available. Lots of law firms advertising their services in the event of "accidents or wrongful deaths", with accompanying photo of ambulance-chasing asshole. The hard shoulders are littered with shreds of truck tyres from blow-outs. Must be the heat. Just passed a sign for an erotic goods store - "Love Stuff wants to thank our troops!", with a big lipstick kiss on the stars and stripes. God Bless America.<br></p>

<p>We started this tour last wednesday in New York, playing at a <em>Rolling Stone</em>/<em>Men's Journal</em> presented event to celebrate Bushmill's 600th birthday. Lesson learned - never compete with a free bar. On my way through customs at the airport, the officer went though my bags and guitar cases, asking all manner of questions as to the purpose of my visit. He seemed unconvinced, and asked me to sing him a song. I took his hand and sang the opening bars of "Carrickfergus". He, being Greek (name ended in "...opolis") blinked in bemusement and told me to go on through.<br></p>

<p>The next morning Dave and I played some songs on the CW11 morning news. There was a segment on before us by this doctor dude taking about some remedy for a yeast infection... straight out of <a href="http://www.videosift.com/video/Dr-Steve-Brule-on-Wine" target="_blank"><strong>Dr Steve Brule</strong></a>. I didn't like how my hair looked on TV. Kinda dirty. On the drive to Boston we stopped for a sandwich from Anthony's in Providence, Rhode Island. It was like being in Satriale's Pork Store in <em>The Sopranos</em>. I believe somebody actually shrugged their shoulders and said "What you gonna do?" while we were there.</p>

<p>We had been to Annapolis before, to visit the radio station WRNR there, and it's truly like something from <em>Pleasantville</em> or <em>The Truman Show</em>. There's a big naval academy here, and on this saturday night with the navy boys out on the town in their fine whites, ladies on their arms, it brings to mind <em>An Officer and a Gentleman</em>. As the Teenage Mutant Hero Turtles spring forth in New York...</p>

<p>The gig is a dinner-and-cabaret-show kind of vibe, and very pleasant it is too.</p></p>

<p>Onward to West Virginia (have to stop singing "Take me home, country road..."), and to Charleston, where we take part in a broadcast of a radio show called <a href="http://www.mountainstage.org/mtnstageevent.aspx?id=1652" target="_blank"><strong>Mountain Stage</strong></a>. It's very like a show called <a href="http://prairiehome.publicradio.org/" target="_blank"><strong>A Prairie Home Companion</strong></a>, which Robert Altman made his last movie about, a wonderful old time variety show that tours the country, broadcasting on the wireless. Paddy Casey is on the bill today, as is an amazing math-folk outfit called <a href="http://www.myspace.com/christhile" target="_blank"><strong>The Punch Brothers featuring Chris Thile</strong></a>. It's a good time. Chuck Yeager, who flew the Bell X1, is from Charleston, and we make hay with this fact. Though apparently, he's an asshole.</p>

<p>Chapel Hill, North Carolina, is where our American record label, Yep Roc, is based and it's good to play a stinky rock show in their home town. Good peoples.</p>

<p>We have an evening off in Atlanta, and head for Fatt Matt's Ribshack. Most excellent. Ribs, pork sandwiches, spicy beans, brunswick stew... meal of the tour. Afterwards we head for Midtown Bowl, and get ourselves a lane. It's got those diamond shaped light features on the outside, like the place in Lebowski. Yes!!</p>

<p>We are out of our element. With no frame of reference. Pretty brutal. The occasional flash of knocking-down-all-the-pins, but wildly inconsistent. We've all got these distinctive ticks, too. Like Brian looks like he's curling, gently sending the ball slowly down the lane, finishing up kneeling, with floppy hand. Dom is a farmer, making the most noise, throwing the ball up before it clatters onto the lane. Very uncharacteristically inelegant. I have this kind of mincing shimmy going on, before releasing the ball feebly, to watch it worry a couple pins into maybe falling. Very frustrating. Tim has an occasionally good gait and style, finishing nicely with right leg swung back behind left. But gutters quite a few. Only Tony, who's keeping it all together on stage on this tour (and a native), has got it going on - always scoring well on his first throw, and trying some fancy shit to make the split on his second. An All American evening.</p></p>

<p>Elton John lives in Atlanta. Dom wants to be his pool boy for a day. After his success as Cher's pool boy in Hollywood, why not??</p></p>

<p><p>On the drive to Florida, we see some great signs outside churches - "Under the same Management for over 2000 Years!", "Going in the Wrong Direction? Jesus allows U-Turns!"<br></p>

<p>It's mental hot down here. Opening the van at yet another poor roadside eatery, the blast of heat is quite something. The gig in Orlando is in the hot nitespot part of town, afterwards it's Krazy with a K. We had coffee in a Cuban cigar place earlier. They specialised in prohibition era whiskies and other booze. I should have tried a Seagrams from the 20s, but they were stupid money, so maybe not. We get to the motel at 4.30am and have a meaningful silent cigarette in the car park before retiring.</p>
]]>
    </content>
</entry>

<entry>
    <title>Colour Revolt tour diary: 5/25/08</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/2008/06/colour-revolt-tour-diary-52508.html" />
    <id>tag:www.pastemagazine.com,2008:/blogs/diary//11.15495</id>

    <published>2008-06-02T16:34:45Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-02T16:58:54Z</updated>

    <summary>I haven&#8217;t Pasteblogged in awhile, honestly, because I haven&#8217;t had much to say. Now I sort of do. After two weeks of dismal dreariness briefly punctured by one (uno) snippet of lovely in New York, the sun decided to haul its butt out from behind the clouds and make the day not look so ugly. We spent the whole day with our wonderful sweet booking agent, Wendy, and we saw a bunch of kids fly kites. As the past two weeks have been a plague-bespotted misery for some of us (our van was starting to resemble a sick ward, only...</summary>
    <author>
        <name>Austin L. Ray</name>
        <uri>http://www.pastemagazine.com</uri>
    </author>
    
    <category term="colourrevolt" label="colour revolt" scheme="http://www.sixapart.com/ns/types#tag" />
    <category term="snowden" label="snowden" scheme="http://www.sixapart.com/ns/types#tag" />
    
    <content type="html" xml:lang="en" xml:base="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/">
        <![CDATA[<img alt="colour_revolt_15_web.jpg" src="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/colour_revolt_15_web.jpg" class="mt-image-center" style="margin: 0pt auto 20px; text-align: center; display: block;" height="333" width="444" />I haven&#8217;t <i>Paste</i>blogged in
awhile, honestly, because I haven&#8217;t had much to say. Now I sort of
do. After two weeks of dismal dreariness briefly punctured by one
(uno) snippet of lovely in New York, the sun decided to haul its butt
out from behind the clouds and make the day not look so ugly. We
spent the whole day with our wonderful sweet booking agent, Wendy,
and we saw a bunch of kids fly kites. As the past two weeks have been
a plague-bespotted misery for some of us (our van was starting to
resemble a sick ward, only dirtier, and vaguely smelling of burrito
and socks), it was a welcomed change, IE: we finally took off our
jackets for the first time in God knows how long. Seriously. It&#8217;s
nearly June. It&#8217;s like 100 degrees in Mississippi. That&#8217;s summer:
endless, unavoidable sweating. Why is it so damn cold everywhere
else?]]>
        <![CDATA[Anyways, enough of my complaining.
Snowden is a wonderful band to tour with. I&#8217;ve particularly gotten
along with Corinne, the bassist, who has a sincere love for Carson
McCullers, and how many rock and rollish people do you meet like
that? She is a gift, she is. I turned her on to Barry Hannah and
she&#8217;s giving me Bulgarian throat singing, so I think a friendship
is fast forming. The shows have been very well attended (minus
Buffalo&#8212;thanks to the four of you who showed up), especially
Toronto. I love Canada so much. Everyone is kind and beautiful. It&#8217;s
like this weird, dirty Heaven. Not to mention this one guy let us
hold Townes Van Zandt&#8217;s invisible dice. No kidding. Townes gave
them to him at a show in the early nineties, and he let both me and
Jesse hold them for a second. See what I mean? Canadians are the jam.
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Nice graffiti in Ohio:</p>
<br /><span class="mt-enclosure mt-enclosure-image" style="display: inline;"><img alt="colour_revolt_13_web.jpg" src="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/colour_revolt_13_web.jpg" class="mt-image-center" style="margin: 0pt auto 20px; text-align: center; display: block;" height="333" width="444" /></span>What is rock 'n' roll life? Here: off
day, can&#8217;t remember when, I think in Albany, maybe. Everyone was
sick and lounged around the hotel watching HBO, and I wasn&#8217;t having
any of that, so I walked to a movie theatre, bought a hot dog and a
ticket to <i>Speed Racer</i>, and, as there was one of those
Cheesecake Factories around, I made a night of it. Let me tell you,
don&#8217;t listen to the critics. Regard their counsel somewhere near
that of Satan&#8217;s lesser minions (and this is for a magazine that
writes reviews, I&#8217;ve written reviews myself, hypocritical, etc.
etc.). Now I feel bad, because some dear friends of mine are critics,
and they&#8217;re just normal people anyway, crunched for time, trying to
make a buck. Regardless, you should trust your guts and your own eyes
and ears more than some rando from the <i>New York Times</i>. Not
even to mention the fact that it takes months (or even years) of
constant attention at best to form a good opinion about anything at
all. But honestly, as one who grew up with <i>Speed Racer</i>, the
movie was fantastic, not at all ADD, and burdened by a heavy-handed
moral message worthy only of Saturday Morning Cartoons (remember,
ladies and gentlemen, that adherence to a form is as lovely and
becoming a thing as the subversion of it, something the idiots seem
to have forgotten). Not to mention Christina Ricci is way hot.<br /><br /><span class="mt-enclosure mt-enclosure-image" style="display: inline;"><img alt="colour_revolt_14_web.jpg" src="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/colour_revolt_14_web.jpg" class="mt-image-center" style="margin: 0pt auto 20px; text-align: center; display: block;" height="333" width="444" /></span>My Lord, if I hear one more person say
they&#8217;re &#8220;jaded&#8221; about music or film or life I swear I&#8217;ll rip
them with a meat hook. I mean, good God, just look outside for about
five minutes. Or, if you happen to be in New York, fly to Mississippi
and go look outside for five minutes. And then, if you&#8217;re still
jaded about anything, well, I guess there&#8217;s no hope for you, and
you should probably go write reviews of things. All that to say, the
woods are lovely, the darkest and most mysterious of things, and
anyone cut off from them must have a hard go at it.
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Also, I love Sean Kirkpatrick. Look at
that guy dance! See him celebrate his Native American heritage! 
</p>
<br /><span class="mt-enclosure mt-enclosure-image" style="display: inline;"><img alt="colour_revolt_16_web.jpg" src="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/colour_revolt_16_web.jpg" class="mt-image-center" style="margin: 0pt auto 20px; text-align: center; display: block;" height="333" width="444" /></span>Adieu, adieu, and don&#8217;t forget all
the important stuff.
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Love and animal cookies,</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Jimmy</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">P.S. - Real quick: We just got off the
stage in Chicago, and I really need to say this: God, I love to play
so much. I can&#8217;t even believe it. There&#8217;s just this weird thing
that happens whether it&#8217;s 2,000 people or five, when it just
doesn&#8217;t matter and your brain quits and it&#8217;s just wonderful. I
saw this Discovery Channel thing on how your brain works, how
professional athletes and martial artists&#8217; brains work, how right
before the action, half the brain shuts down, everything except the
tiny little bit that functions you to move. That&#8217;s how it feels, if
it makes any sense. It&#8217;s all colors and wonderful, and I love it
with all my heart.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Just sayin'.</p>
]]>
    </content>
</entry>

<entry>
    <title>The Hold Steady studio diary - Stay Positive - #2</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/2008/05/the-hold-steady-studio-diary-stay-positive-2.html" />
    <id>tag:www.pastemagazine.com,2008:/blogs/diary//11.15456</id>

    <published>2008-05-29T14:57:30Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-29T15:31:13Z</updated>

    <summary> Above [L to R]: Tad Kubler, Galen Polivka, John Agnello, Bobby Drake As fans eagerly count down the days until The Hold Steady releases Stay Positive, the follow-up to Paste&apos;s #2 album of 2006, on July 15, we thought it would be interesting to hear a little background on the record. So we asked producer John Agnello to reminisce on the recording process of Stay Positive. This is his second post. Read his first here.The Hold Steady tours a ton. I believe the number of shows they played last year was around 200. That&#8217;s amazing, but essential for bands...</summary>
    <author>
        <name>Austin L. Ray</name>
        <uri>http://www.pastemagazine.com</uri>
    </author>
    
    <category term="johnagnello" label="john agnello" scheme="http://www.sixapart.com/ns/types#tag" />
    <category term="staypositive" label="stay positive" scheme="http://www.sixapart.com/ns/types#tag" />
    <category term="theholdsteady" label="the hold steady" scheme="http://www.sixapart.com/ns/types#tag" />
    
    <content type="html" xml:lang="en" xml:base="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/">
        <![CDATA[<span class="mt-enclosure mt-enclosure-image" style="display: inline;"><img alt="hold_steady_stay_positive_web.jpg" src="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/hold_steady_stay_positive_web.jpg" class="mt-image-center" style="margin: 0pt auto 20px; text-align: center; display: block;" height="180" width="320" /></span> <div><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center"><i>Above [L to R]: Tad
Kubler, Galen Polivka, John Agnello, Bobby Drake</i></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><i>As fans eagerly count down the days
until The Hold Steady releases </i><span style="font-style: normal;">Stay
Positive</span><i>, the follow-up to </i><span style="font-style: normal;">Paste</span><i>'s
<a href="http://www.pastemagazine.com/action/article/3706/feature/music/pastes_top_100_albums_of_2006"><b>#2 album of 2006</b></a>, on  July 15, we thought it would be
interesting to hear a little background on the record. So we asked
producer John Agnello to reminisce on the recording process of </i><span style="font-style: normal;">Stay
Positive</span><i>. This is his second post. Read his first <a href="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/2008/05/the-hold-steady-studio-diary-stay-positive-1129072.html"><b>here</b></a>.<br /></i></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><i><br /></i></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The Hold Steady tours a ton. I believe
the number of shows they played last year was around 200.  That&#8217;s
amazing, but essential for bands these days. With CD sales lagging
and tons of people putting out records, it&#8217;s a jungle out there. If
you're lucky enough to be Spoon, OK Go or Of Montreal, it&#8217;s a
jingle out there. Which is a good thing. Over the last few years,
that&#8217;s been one of the ways bands have put food on their collective
tables. Twenty-odd years ago, a band called the Del Fuegos supplied
music for a Miller beer ad. And it was widely frowned up by the
press, other musicians and the other music biz insiders. But I
digress.</p>
</div>]]>
        <![CDATA[I&#8217;ll start again. The Hold Steady
tours a ton. They supported <i>Boys And Girls In America</i> with a
gusto that few bands could. Craig had said in interviews that he&#8217;s
been approached by fans that thank them for being one of the very few
who actually enjoy playing for the crowd. Kids just wanna have fun
and what better way than to see a band that is having fun?
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">But man, what dividends that many shows
bring a band. Through the years, they have been followed by a rabid
fanbase. They call themselves &#8220;The Unified Scene.&#8221; Their ranks
have grown by every show, tour and record. It is a symbiotic
relationship, where both parties feed off each other. While making
<i>Staying Positive</i>, Tad posted weekly picture updates on the
website to let the fans know how the record was progressing. The
Scene was always posting messages and feeding off the clues that Tad
would leave them. Even little clues like writing on the console tape
would lead to speculation who was guesting on the record or what
instruments were being used. These kids really love their band and
devote much time to them. And vice versa.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The first day of tracking couldn&#8217;t
have come too soon. After rehearsing most of December, everybody took
the holidays off. At least I did. Tad and the boys made sure to get a
few more rehearsals in before the big day, January 3rd. We really
felt good about being prepared for this record. Even though we had a
remarkable 19 songs we were discussing recording, we felt that we had
fleshed out the 13-15 contenders enough to get the job done while
leaving some room for spontaneity. With these boys though,
spontaneity is never really an issue!</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">We originally were going to start the
record in mid-December and get a week of recording in before the
holiday break. And that would have been possible if we were really
focusing on 12 songs. But here&#8217;s what happens at The Hold Steady
rehearsals:</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">(John enters rehearsal room)</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">&#8220;Hey guys, how&#8217;s it going today?&#8221;
 
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Tad: &#8220;Great, I&#8217;ve got this new riff
I&#8217;m working on! 
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">(Plays enormous rock riff)</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">&#8220;Wow, that&#8217;s great!  Let&#8217;s work
on that a little bit.&#8221;  
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It was pretty clear that starting the
record before Christmas was going to be a pipe dream. 
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It is the morning of January 3rd and
things are all in place to start tracking. Demon Drums are ready to
go with fresh heads on Bobby&#8217;s kit in the big room at Water Music.
Scott Norton, my tracking engineer, was at the studio super early
setting up microphones and plugging in all the extra equipment.  The
beautiful Studer A800 24 track analogue tape machine was aligned and
ready to go. I had bought a bunch of 2&#8221; tape when my favorite tape
company prepared to stop production. I had saved a large batch for
this record.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Bobby Drake is hitting the drums and I
am getting sounds. I generally get a good starting sound on the
entire kit and Bobby comes in to listen back. The drum sound will be
affected by the inclusion of the rest of the band playing, but you&#8217;ve
got to start somewhere. After discussing the tones of the drums and
agreeing with Tad that the bass drum should have more depth, we tweak
that drum and we send Bobby back out to play some more.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Bobby, on this record, is showing what
playing 200 shows does to most players. His playing and feel are so
much more solid right off the bat on this record. He is way more
comfortable, with me, with the studio and the task at hand on <i>Stay
Positive</i>. Don&#8217;t get me wrong, he was no slouch on the last
record.  There was just some adjustment time for him to get &#8220;in the
zone.&#8221;</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Signing off on the drum sound, we move
on to Galen Polivka, one of my favorite bass players to record. And
not because of his mixologist wizardry and awesome neck rubs. He&#8217;s
what I&#8217;ve always considered the &#8220;rock&#8221; of the band. And that to
me pertains to consistency. He&#8217;s the one at rehearsals taking notes
on arrangements and different tweaks that we do. He&#8217;s the steady in
The Hold Steady. We go between two basses to see which one sounds
best and then we hook up an additional amp to add more of a brighter
sound and then we threw Bobby out there so they could jam together. 
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">They are playing for only about 20
seconds when I turn to Scott and say, &#8220;Dude, these guys are gonna
play their asses off on this record!&#8221; I am very excited.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">We get sounds with Tad Kubler, &#8220;Gibson
Master Extraordinaire.&#8221; Tad is great at dialing in awesome sounds
on many amps and has been actually playing through each amp all
morning, getting a mental picture of which amps suit which songs. He
makes my life waaaaaaay easier. And that&#8217;s why I love him. Not in
the biblical sense, obviously. I meant, &#8220;love working with him.&#8221;</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Next up, Franz Nicolay. With Franz, we
set up all beautiful, vintage, analogue, authentic, etc. keyboards. A
beautiful Grand Piano, a Hammond Organ with Leslie and a Wurlitzer
Electric Piano.  
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Lest you think I&#8217;m a vintage snob, we
also have his shitty digital keyboard for any other sounds we need to
replicate. That&#8217;s sarcasm. We actually will use the digital keys on
the record.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Franz is a wolf in sheep&#8217;s clothing.
Or vice versa. He is a school trained musician with a great ear who
can also rock out with the best of them. And he does. He is in The
Hold Steady. A few weeks later he will chart great string
arrangements and play a mean harpsichord.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">All that&#8217;s left is reference vocals.
At least I&#8217;m calling them reference vocals. I really felt strongly
about putting Craig in a situation where he was actually thinking of
the real vocal takes while the band was playing live. For a few
reasons. I wanted to capture a live vocal that would be great for the
record. I wanted him to start getting comfortable singing the songs
now, so he wouldn&#8217;t have to do that when we started the vocal
session later on. Also, I wanted him to give him a vehicle that would
help him finish his lyrics. And I wanted to audition different
microphones for different songs.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">So we set up the vocal sound that could
be the keeper sound with a bit of tweaking.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">And now we were ready to cut our first
track, &#8220;Adderall.&#8221;</p>
]]>
    </content>
</entry>

<entry>
    <title>The Hold Steady studio diary - Stay Positive - 11/29/07-2/19/08</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/2008/05/the-hold-steady-studio-diary-stay-positive-1129072.html" />
    <id>tag:www.pastemagazine.com,2008:/blogs/diary//11.15377</id>

    <published>2008-05-20T04:00:46Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-21T12:24:43Z</updated>

    <summary> Above [L to R]: Producer/Paste blogger John Agnello and mastering engineer Greg Calbi As fans eagerly count down the days until The Hold Steady releases Stay Positive, the follow-up to Paste&apos;s #2 album of 2006, on July 15, we thought it would be interesting to hear a little background on the record. So we asked producer John Agnello to reminisce on the recording process of Stay Positive. This post, the first in a series, covers the album&apos;s first single, &quot;Sequestered in Memphis,&quot; which is available today (Mary 20) on iTunes. &#8220;That sounds great, Greg! Really awesome. Okay, let&#8217;s do...</summary>
    <author>
        <name>Austin L. Ray</name>
        <uri>http://www.pastemagazine.com</uri>
    </author>
    
    <category term="johnagnello" label="john agnello" scheme="http://www.sixapart.com/ns/types#tag" />
    <category term="staypositive" label="stay positive" scheme="http://www.sixapart.com/ns/types#tag" />
    <category term="theholdsteady" label="the hold steady" scheme="http://www.sixapart.com/ns/types#tag" />
    
    <content type="html" xml:lang="en" xml:base="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/">
        <![CDATA[<span class="mt-enclosure mt-enclosure-image" style="display: inline;"><img alt="johnagnello_gregcalbi.jpg" src="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/johnagnello_gregcalbi.jpg" class="mt-image-center" style="margin: 0pt auto 20px; text-align: center; display: block;" height="240" width="320" /></span> <div align="center"><font style="font-size: 0.8em;"><i>Above [L to R]: Producer/</i>Paste</font><i><font style="font-size: 0.8em;"> blogger John Agnello and mastering engineer Greg Calbi</font><br /></i><div align="left"><i><br /></i>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><i>As fans eagerly count down the days
until The Hold Steady releases </i><span style="font-style: normal;">Stay
Positive</span><i>, the follow-up to </i><span style="font-style: normal;">Paste</span><i>'s
<a href="http://www.pastemagazine.com/action/article/3706/feature/music/pastes_top_100_albums_of_2006"><b>#2 album of 2006</b></a>, on  July 15, we thought it would be
interesting to hear a little background on the record. So we asked
producer John Agnello to reminisce on the recording process of </i><span style="font-style: normal;">Stay
Positive</span><i>. This post, the first in a series, covers the
album's first single, "Sequestered in
Memphis," which is available today (Mary 20) on iTunes.</i></p>

<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">&#8220;That sounds great, Greg! Really
awesome. Okay, let&#8217;s do a single edit and use the lead vocal up
version of the song.&#8221;</p>
</div></div>]]>
        <![CDATA[
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">We just finished mastering &#8220;Sequestered
in Memphis,&#8221; the first single from <i>Stay Positive</i>, The Hold Steady&#8217;s
fourth record. We&#8217;re mastering at Sterling Sound with my favorite
mastering engineer, the one and only Greg Calbi. Great man, great
mastering engineer. Tad, Bobby and Franz are with me, and Craig is
expected soon. Galen was a no show for the day. All are in agreement
that it kicks ass.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The album version of the song is great
for me, but I think it&#8217;s best to have the vocal sit a little more
on top of the mix for the single. And we&#8217;ll cut the intro in half
so we get to the vocal quicker. You know the old saying: &#8220;Don&#8217;t
bore us, where&#8217;s the chorus!?&#8221;  Actually, that saying is not that
old.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I pretty much knew from the first day
we rehearsed this song that it was gonna be special.  It was back in
December while we doing four rehearsals a week, hashing out all the
songs.  It was really cold. And we&#8217;d run over to the local bar,
Jacks, to get hot toddies.  That&#8217;s how The Hold Steady roll. Hot
drinks in the winter, cold drinks in the summer.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">In it&#8217;s original form, the chorus
melody was not focused. Also, the chorus went about 16 bars too long.
As we ran through it, we knew Craig needed to hit the chorus on the
downbeat with a melody or hook that was strong and memorable. We
spent a bunch of time on the previous record, <i>Boys And Girls In
America</i>, talking about that.  We call it, &#8220;hitting on the ones.&#8221;</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">This is how The Hold Steady rehearse.
Tad and the rest of the boys hash out the arrangement and get the
song sounding tight as Craig works out his melodies and lyrics over
the top. He is constantly refining the delivery and lyrics. He&#8217;s
always in his book pulling out new ideas. And Tad can crank out the
riffage like nobody&#8217;s business.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Listening to the demos of the new
songs, there were some things I wanted to achieve.  I&#8217;ll get to
most of them eventually. One of the things I wanted to have in one
song was a chorus breakdown with a group vocal. Kind of a sing-along,
if you will. Knowing how involved their fans are at the shows, I
wanted to give them extra room to stretch and sing along.
&#8220;Sequestered&#8221; was the right song for that treatment. On the demo,
that song had a long chorus outro and something needed to happen
during it.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">One of the ways to add a dynamic to
that vamp out was to put a breakdown in there. The reaction at
rehearsal went both ways. I think half the guys liked it; the other
half were skeptical. Franz had also thought that a breakdown would be
good in the song. So we agreed on the concept, but not the execution.
We started with a drastic break, which contained only claps and
vocals, but that seemed a bit to light. At one point, Bobby started
to play a cool Phil Spectorish beat to the break and we were there!
These moments happen in rehearsal often. An idea stalls and then
someone in the band makes it happen.  A couple of guys didn&#8217;t buy
the idea, but I promised it would be awesome in the end.  I&#8217;m still
shocked they took my word.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">While overdubbing at Wild Arctic in
Long Island City, we had a visit from a friend of the band. Ben, the
singer from Lucero, was in town, and he came by and hung out for a
day.  And we put him to work. While he was putting backing vocals on
the choruses, the idea came up to have Ben be the singer in the
breakdown of the song. So he sang the hell out of the break. After
living with that direction for a couple of days, it was decided we
still needed the gang in there. It seemed odd going from Craig
singing the chorus to Ben&#8217;s totally different character in the
break. So we added about six guys in a stairwell, with a microphone
at the bottom of the steps singing the chorus of the song. After two
takes, we had the best of both worlds. Ben&#8217;s distinctive voice and
a bunch of singing vikings in a live stairwell. I like!</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">As I said before, Craig had been
messing around with lyrics at rehearsal, adding certain ones,
dropping some, changing vocal inflections and entrances. We all knew
that basis of the song, but it wasn&#8217;t until Wild Arctic, when Craig
actually started the lead vocal for the song, that I got to hear the
entire story. On his second take of the song, after I had checked the
vocal sound, me and Tad, who had stopped in to be on call, were
laughing our asses off about how good it was! Whenever I hear the
song, I can see Craig singing it!</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Another of the things I wanted to
accomplish on this record was to get Craig more involved vocally on
the basic tracks. On <i>B&amp;GIA</i>, Craig played guitar live and didn&#8217;t
do much singing while the band was cutting the basics. Although it
worked well then, I&#8217;ve been really psyched lately having singers
lead the band while tracking. The advantages are many, but I&#8217;ll
name a few right off the bat. When a band hears a vocal and can play
to it, they know where the spaces are and how to play around the
vocal. Y&#8217;know, put fills in certain spots, drive the chorus a bit
more, be noisier in an instrumental break or an intro. It&#8217;s
actually a great map when and when not to overplay.  Also, I notice
tempos are more under control when there&#8217;s a vocal on top. Or at
least you can tell when the track is getting too fast by the singer
rushing his delivery. It&#8217;s super helpful, believe me.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">So on this record, I set up Mr. Finn in
a booth right by the control room with a bunch of different
microphones to try out on each song. He&#8217;s got a distinctive voice
and a distinctive delivery, so I was able to audition a different
microphone for each song. It was kind of a sneaky way to do a
microphone check without wasting his time. Anyway, we decorated his
booth with Christmas lights and a comfy chair and he was able to hang
in there and listen to tunes and read and whatever he wanted. I also
stuck a couple of dolls in his room for inspiration. Kinda, but not
really. (When the band posted some picture of us making the record,
one of the &#8220;Unified Scene,&#8221; the band&#8217;s rabid fan base, posted
that he thought he saw a Freddie Mercury doll in the vocal booth.)
Craig was super focused on guiding the band. Even without finished
lyrics, he was able to be the focal point of the song. In fact, we
kept one live vocal on the record, because it was awesome.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Anyway, as we were finishing up the
single edit, I was pretty stoked that we had finally completed the
record. Except we weren&#8217;t done. We all took our reference disks
home and lived with them for a week. Vagrant, the record label, got
their refs and lived with them too. As it turned out, the label felt
that the record would be better served to be brighter. I wasn&#8217;t
necessarily in agreement, but I understood why they wanted it that
way. Greg, the mensch that he is, made time for me to run in and
audition brightening two songs just a bit.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">We started with the first single and
then we did &#8220;Constructive Summer,&#8221; the first song on the record.
Greg gave both songs a sprinkle of top end and we presented it to the
band and the label. The label loved it and the band was fine with it
too. I liked it too, and if it made the label happy, great! Now all
Greg had to do was tweak the rest of the record to match the sound of
the first two. Which he did over the next couple of days.  So we
finally were ready to put the record to bed.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">&#8220;Goodnight, Stay Pos!&#8221;</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">&#8220;Goodnight, John!&#8221;</p>
]]>
    </content>
</entry>

<entry>
    <title>Brett Dennen tour diary: 5/15/08</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/2008/05/brett-dennen-tour-diary-51508.html" />
    <id>tag:www.pastemagazine.com,2008:/blogs/diary//11.15363</id>

    <published>2008-05-19T15:08:33Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-19T15:15:41Z</updated>

    <summary> I am writing from UC Berkeley, on the day of my mother&#8217;s birthday. My whole family is coming to the show tonight. Having family in the audience always makes it special. We are playing Zellerbach hall, an intimidating and stunning venue. Though I love San Francisco, it is nice to play in the East Bay for a change....</summary>
    <author>
        <name>Austin L. Ray</name>
        <uri>http://www.pastemagazine.com</uri>
    </author>
    
    <category term="brettdennen" label="brett dennen" scheme="http://www.sixapart.com/ns/types#tag" />
    
    <content type="html" xml:lang="en" xml:base="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/">
        <![CDATA[
<span class="mt-enclosure mt-enclosure-image" style="display: inline;"><img alt="brettdennen_blog.jpg" src="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/brettdennen_blog.jpg" class="mt-image-center" style="margin: 0pt auto 20px; text-align: center; display: block;" height="294" width="444" /></span>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I am writing from UC Berkeley, on the
day of my mother&#8217;s birthday.  My whole family is coming to the show
tonight.  Having family in the audience always makes it special.  We
are playing Zellerbach hall, an intimidating and stunning venue. 
Though I love San Francisco, it is nice to play in the East Bay for a
change.</p>
]]>
        <![CDATA[I was supposed to play live on KFOG
this morning but our trailer blew a tire in the middle of the night
and it set us back a few hours.  It got me thinking about chain
reactions and how one small change affects everything else.

<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>

<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I had a conversation with my friend Tom
last night on the phone and we were talking about karma.  I am a
believer in karma.  I believe it on a moral level, and a metaphysical
one.  We were talking about how we felt like we had been taken
advantage of on a project we had both worked on.  We settled on the
fact that everything comes back around, and we agreed that we have
some good karma coming our way.</p>

<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>

<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">&#8220;What goes around comes around&#8221;</p>

<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>

<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It&#8217;s crazy how clichés pop up
and explain so much with so few words.  
</p>

<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>

<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">A couple of days ago, we were late
getting into Los Angeles, where I had made a bunch of plans.  I was
getting frustrated and then Chad said, &#8220;A watched pot never boils&#8221;</p>

<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>

<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Wow.  Brilliant.</p>

<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>

<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">If I had invented one cliché, I
would have liked to be the first person to say, &#8220;Don&#8217;t count your
chickens before they hatch.&#8221;  I love that one.  I am constantly
remembering to not get attached to expected outcomes.</p>

<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>

<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I never understood, &#8220;You can&#8217;t have
your cake and eat it too.&#8221;  That just doesn&#8217;t make sense.</p>

<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>

<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">&#8220;There are two sides to every coin&#8221;
 Does that count as a cliché?</p>

<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>

<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Gavin, Missy&#8217;s tour manager, gave me
an Australian coin.  It felt large and heavy.  On the front was Queen
Elizabeth, and on the back, a kangaroo, and an emu.  One side seemed
to represent the colonization of Australia, and the other side
represented the continent&#8217;s native history.  A gentle statement I
guess, because they were wild animals, not native people.</p>

<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>

<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">A coin, one simple piece of monetary
value, has traveled further and experienced more than most people
ever will.</p>

<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>

<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Every coin has been in the hands of 
</p>

<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The greedy, and the generous,</p>

<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The guilty, the innocent</p>

<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It has been coveted by those who have
more than they need,</p>

<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">And by those who have far too little.</p>

<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It has been exploited</p>

<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Used as bribery</p>

<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Used to fund great change</p>

<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Sold for blood</p>

<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Stolen</p>

<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Traded fairly</p>

<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Forgotten</p>

<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Lied about</p>

<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Saved</p>

<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Been made into promises</p>

<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It has been dirtied</p>

<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Been a honest gift</p>

<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Obsessed over</p>

<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Been in the hands of the powerful</p>

<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">And in the hands of the weak</p>

<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Has been blessed and cursed</p>

<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>

<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Every coin has more than two sides.</p>
]]>
    </content>
</entry>

<entry>
    <title>Colour Revolt tour diary: 5/12/08</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/2008/05/colour-revolt-tour-diary-51208.html" />
    <id>tag:www.pastemagazine.com,2008:/blogs/diary//11.11089</id>

    <published>2008-05-12T15:24:49Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-12T15:39:01Z</updated>

    <summary> Geez, okay. We stayed with this kindhearted dude, Mr. Ryan Chavez, in Houston, and he was a gentleman and a Beatles scholar. We listened to the four-track breakdown of several Sgt. Pepper songs, and let me tell you, the ghost vocal tracks on &#8220;A Day in the Life&#8221; were lovely and shocking. Not even talking about the bassline from &#8220;With A Little Help From My Friends.&#8221; Good god. Despite being the only Beatles song that sounds better covered (see Joe Cocker&#8217;s glorious Wonder Years theme, something the movie Across the Universe happened to get right), it still sports the...</summary>
    <author>
        <name>Austin L. Ray</name>
        <uri>http://www.pastemagazine.com</uri>
    </author>
    
    
    <content type="html" xml:lang="en" xml:base="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/">
        <![CDATA[
<span class="mt-enclosure mt-enclosure-image" style="display: inline;"><img alt="colourrevolt9_web.jpg" src="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/colourrevolt9_web.jpg" class="mt-image-center" style="margin: 0pt auto 20px; text-align: center; display: block;" height="400" width="300" /></span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Geez, okay. We stayed with this
kindhearted dude, Mr. Ryan Chavez, in Houston, and he was a gentleman
and a Beatles scholar. We listened to the four-track breakdown of
several <i>Sgt. Pepper</i> songs, and let me tell you, the ghost
vocal tracks on &#8220;A Day in the Life&#8221; were lovely and shocking. Not
even talking about the bassline from &#8220;With A Little Help From My
Friends.&#8221; Good god. Despite being the only Beatles song that sounds
better covered (see Joe Cocker&#8217;s glorious <i>Wonder Years</i>
theme, something the movie <i>Across the Universe</i> happened to get
right), it still sports the most wicked non-repeating bassline ever.
We went with Emily Driskoll to see our buddies The Whigs play down
the street, and that rocked like it always does. Great live band, The
Whigs, and the utmost gentlemen.</p>
 ]]>
        <![CDATA[
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Then it was Lawrence, Kansas, with
their terrific bookstore, The Raven. The staff is genuine and
helpful, and they had many kind words for Tom Franklin&#8217;s book
<i>Smonk</i>, which I love with all my heart. It&#8217;s this wonderful,
beautifully-written, tenderhearted gorefest. It&#8217;s got everything
you want from a B movie zombie epic, and yet few books are written
with so much care and grace and love. I and the staff of The Raven
agree that it deserves a close, open-minded read, as it will yield a
great reward. Later that night we had a much-needed Wii <i>Mario Kart</i>
session, and we saw this Amish grunge dude. Like, he had the beard
and an <i>In Utero</i> shirt (which, if you haven&#8217;t guessed, is one
of my favorite records on earth. We sometimes do Nirvana, Misfits and
Fugazi covers under the name Meat Crib, at this fantastic bar in
Oxford called Jubilee. I love that place. We actually gave them our
practice PA after Patrick tripped over it at a Futuro Boots show,
just sayin&#8217;.)</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><span class="mt-enclosure mt-enclosure-image" style="display: inline;"><img alt="colourrevolt12_web.jpg" src="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/colourrevolt12_web.jpg" class="mt-image-center" style="margin: 0pt auto 20px; text-align: center; display: block;" height="400" width="300" /></span>

<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Somewhere along the way our wonderful
booking agent, ole Papa Bear himself, Mr. Andrew Ellis, showed up,
and he assured me he would never read this, because &#8220;blogs are
lame.&#8221; At some point in the van ride Jesse dribbled some peepee on
him (as, you know, to minimize bathroom stops, we often urinate in
bottles, mostly Gatorade or Snapple. In this case, Jesse filled it a
little too full, and maybe some of it spilled out on Ellis) which
resulted in Jesse threatening to throw Ellis&#8217; shoe out of the van
after a fight ensued.  I love Andrew Ellis. Len even gave him a Dale
Earnhardt Jr., DVD that we got from an all-night Wal Mart (I&#8217;m
sorry! We didn&#8217;t mean to support the beast! It was late and we were
wanting produce and Blade Runner!), which was awesome.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">What else? Loving that new Why? record.
Loving my dear friend Gary Short&#8217;s fantastic poetry. Re-read
<i>Captain Maximus</i> on the toilet during a terrific
4-a.m.-fast-food-revenge session. Check out our friends&#8217; band The
Sleeping Bulls. They&#8217;re on MySpace, and they rule like crazy. Their
next album is gonna be called <i>Chinatown</i>, and it will make you
go to a quiet place, where maybe you keep all the fragile things from
your childhood, and then break everything in it. They&#8217;re the guys
that turned me onto Talk Talk, Blue Nile, and Geoffery Hill&#8217;s
poetry. Lost of driving, so I re-read <i>The Aeneid</i>, <i>The
Jungle Book</i>, <i>A Good Man Is Hard To Find</i>, and finished
season one of <i>Twin Peaks</i> (for maybe the sixth time). That&#8217;s
it. One more blog to go after this. Hope it&#8217;s a joy.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Much love and all that...</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><span class="mt-enclosure mt-enclosure-image" style="display: inline;"><img alt="colourrevolt10_web.jpg" src="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/colourrevolt10_web.jpg" class="mt-image-center" style="margin: 0pt auto 20px; text-align: center; display: block;" height="333" width="444" /></span>
<div><br /></div>]]>
    </content>
</entry>

<entry>
    <title>Colour Revolt tour diary: 5/6/08</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/2008/05/colour-revolt-tour-diary-5608.html" />
    <id>tag:www.pastemagazine.com,2008:/blogs/diary//11.3602</id>

    <published>2008-05-07T15:07:36Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-07T15:18:03Z</updated>

    <summary> Nothing in God&#8217;s Universe is more depressing than Vegas in the daytime. We crossed the Mojave desert and I saw the huge Louie Anderson and Carrot Top billboards and I quaked and wondered things. What else was there to do but bust out Woven Hand on the iPod and try to take it head-on, like I was cavalry-charging Vegas, the Great Beast. I&#8217;ll lose to you, probably, but only a little....</summary>
    <author>
        <name>Austin L. Ray</name>
        <uri>http://www.pastemagazine.com</uri>
    </author>
    
    
    <content type="html" xml:lang="en" xml:base="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/">
        <![CDATA[
<span class="mt-enclosure mt-enclosure-image" style="display: inline;"><img alt="colourrevolt6_web.jpg" src="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/colourrevolt6_web.jpg" class="mt-image-center" style="margin: 0pt auto 20px; text-align: center; display: block;" height="400" width="300" /></span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Nothing in God&#8217;s Universe is more
depressing than Vegas in the daytime. We crossed the Mojave desert
and I saw the huge Louie Anderson and Carrot Top billboards and I
quaked and wondered things. What else was there to do but bust out
Woven Hand on the iPod and try to take it head-on, like I was
cavalry-charging Vegas, the Great Beast. I&#8217;ll lose to you,
probably, but only a little.</p>
 ]]>
        <![CDATA[
<span class="mt-enclosure mt-enclosure-image" style="display: inline;"><img alt="colourrevolt7_web.jpg" src="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/colourrevolt7_web.jpg" class="mt-image-center" style="margin: 0pt auto 20px; text-align: center; display: block;" height="400" width="300" /></span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Honestly, though, we had a lovely time.
Our merch guy Andrew won $250 off his first shot at the dollar slots,
and besides that, it was Friendville up in there&#8212;Bethany Carder
(and her friend&#8217;s lovely bulldawg, which drooled on me and my
sleeping bag and it was gloooorious), Chad and Sara, and that guy who
threw us $60. 
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Which brings me to my next point: I
want to buy the <i>Blade Runner</i> box set, but I don&#8217;t really
need five versions of that movie (just two). What do you guys think?
Should I take the $50 plunge, or what? Or just chill with season one
of <i>Twin Peaks</i>? Lord, the options! Maybe I&#8217;ll just spend all
van days watching anime.</p>
<br /><span class="mt-enclosure mt-enclosure-image" style="display: inline;"><img alt="colourrevolt5_web.jpg" src="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/colourrevolt5_web.jpg" class="mt-image-center" style="margin: 0pt auto 20px; text-align: center; display: block;" height="400" width="300" /></span>Getting to hang out with the Breeders
is wonderful. We&#8217;re finally getting comfortable enough to laugh,
share a few beers. Jose, Cheryl, Mondo, Benji Orlansky and my band
all went out to a karaoke bar where Jesse yelled at this girl to wait
her turn when she interrupted this dude&#8217;s stunning rendition of
&#8220;Ziggy Stardust.&#8221; The highlight was tall bro-looking guy doing
Cher&#8217;s &#8220;If I Could Turn Back Time.&#8221; I met a homeless guy whose
dad sent him a bus ticket out to visit him in California. He hadn&#8217;t
seen his dad in five years. I bought him a beer and told him good
luck. I hope he made the trip okay.
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<span class="mt-enclosure mt-enclosure-image" style="display: inline;"><img alt="colourrevolt8_web.jpg" src="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/colourrevolt8_web.jpg" class="mt-image-center" style="margin: 0pt auto 20px; text-align: center; display: block;" height="400" width="300" /></span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Fast forward a few nothing days wherein
we saw <i>Iron Man</i> (ruled ass, reminded me of my buddy Taylor
Webb), and we were back driving through the desert. Such a strange
place. Noble cacti standing like sentries, keeping watch over what?
About 10 hours into the drive a storm blew up, dividing the sky in
two. Half a great translucent lakewater blue and the other half a
hellish bronze cut with lightning. Chimneysmoke raincolumns
stretching from brown desert to brown sky, all dirt-colored clouds.
The mountains as onlookers, judges even, weathering it all, more
ancient than us, more lasting than our music or any music could ever
be. (Sorry, <a href="http://www.pastemagazine.com/action/article/7074/feature/music/the_meaning_of_life">Ben Gibbard</a>. I will always choose humans over silly
little art.) Like that Franz Wright poem about being spared from the
&#8220;fate of those who love words more than what they mean.&#8221; That&#8217;s
the real deal, son. No doubt about it.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">So this is the part where I quit typing
and go hang out with Patrick before the show. I hear he&#8217;s got some
cupcakes, and one of them sucker&#8217;s got my name on it.</p>
<div><br /></div>]]>
    </content>
</entry>

<entry>
    <title>Mason Jennings - 5/4/08 - Nashville, Tennessee</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/2008/05/mason-jennings-5408-nashville-tennessee.html" />
    <id>tag:www.pastemagazine.com,2008:/blogs/diary//11.3599</id>

    <published>2008-05-05T19:14:22Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-05T19:23:03Z</updated>

    <summary>I am looking down at a passing train on a Sunday morning from a bridge in Nashville.Trains were once the new imagery of a powerful, new world. A force of progress cutting across countrysides bringing new cultures together and opening a route of escape for those unsatisfied with their lives. Song imagery using trains was representative of that force. Now trains have taken a new roll in our collective consciousness. Somehow they still evoke escape or power but, as the information age whirs up around them, they more often represent imminence or memory and the fading of all temporal things....</summary>
    <author>
        <name>Austin L. Ray</name>
        <uri>http://www.pastemagazine.com</uri>
    </author>
    
    
    <content type="html" xml:lang="en" xml:base="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/">
        <![CDATA[<span class="mt-enclosure mt-enclosure-image" style="display: inline;"><img alt="evel_web.jpg" src="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/evel_web.jpg" class="mt-image-center" style="margin: 0pt auto 20px; text-align: center; display: block;" height="354" width="444" /></span>I am looking down at a passing train on a Sunday morning from a bridge in Nashville.<br /><br />Trains were once the new imagery of a powerful, new world. A force of progress cutting across countrysides bringing new cultures together and opening a route of escape for those unsatisfied with their lives. Song imagery using trains was representative of that force. Now trains have taken a new roll in our collective consciousness. Somehow they still evoke escape or power but, as the information age whirs up around them, they more often represent imminence or memory and the fading of all temporal things. The sound of change on the backside of the moment. Distance. From the past and from our dreams. ]]>
        <![CDATA[And....Two of my favorite melodies in the world are Wildwood Flower as sung by the Carter Family and In The Still Of The Night by Cole Porter.<br /><br />And...95% of all the stuff I owned and bought in the 80's is now sitting in a landfill.<br /><br />And..the way you look at something is the way it becomes. A football game would be very different if the announcers were saying "I bet it feels really good when they tackle each other wearing shiny, soft tights. I bet they get bruised all over. Look how silly he just looked getting mad at that man wearing stripes. I am sad for these young men hurting each other for attention. Is this game almost over?" or when somebody dies we always have the option of saying, "Good for them! They are doing their thing and doing it well."<br /><br />A friend of mine told my something that stuck with me: "There are as many religions as there are people."<br /><br />Likewise, every word, every image and every symbol has a slightly different meaning to everyone who encounters it.<br /><br />"Evil"<br /><br />"Knievel"<br /><br />P.S. - Just found out that his name is actually "Evel." Does that help or hurt my point?<br /><br />"Point"]]>
    </content>
</entry>

<entry>
    <title>Colour Revolt: 5/2/08</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/2008/05/colour-revolt-5208.html" />
    <id>tag:www.pastemagazine.com,2008:/blogs/diary//11.3598</id>

    <published>2008-05-05T14:21:50Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-05T14:34:52Z</updated>

    <summary> So, San Francisco rules, right? Certainly, but I&#8217;m getting ahead of myself. When we landed blissful and exhausted in San Diego, our first move was to hit up the world-famous San Diego Zoo. Incredible. We saw a polar bear try his damndest to retrieve a red ball lodged in an underwater crevice in his tank. I watched him for maybe 15 minutes, his huge paw swiping at the unreachable ball with all the tenacity of a 12-year-old hurling his dad&#8217;s tennis racket at the football stuck in the uppermost branch of a front-yard magnolia. The koalas, the baby panda...</summary>
    <author>
        <name>Austin L. Ray</name>
        <uri>http://www.pastemagazine.com</uri>
    </author>
    
    
    <content type="html" xml:lang="en" xml:base="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/">
        <![CDATA[
<span class="mt-enclosure mt-enclosure-image" style="display: inline;"><img alt="colourrevolt1_web.jpg" src="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/colourrevolt1_web.jpg" class="mt-image-center" style="margin: 0pt auto 20px; text-align: center; display: block;" height="333" width="444" /></span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">So, San Francisco rules, right?
Certainly, but I&#8217;m getting ahead of myself. When we landed blissful
and exhausted in San Diego, our first move was to hit up the
world-famous San Diego Zoo. Incredible. We saw a polar bear try his
damndest to retrieve a red ball lodged in an underwater crevice in
his tank. I watched him for maybe 15 minutes, his huge paw swiping at
the unreachable ball with all the tenacity of a 12-year-old hurling
his dad&#8217;s tennis racket at the football stuck in the uppermost
branch of a front-yard magnolia. The koalas, the baby panda asleep
perched high in the tree, his little Ewok legs dangling&#8212;it was
almost too much. And, oh God, the camels. Let me tell you something
about camels: they&#8217;re huge. Massive. All regal in their gold fur
and boredom. They gave us sideways glances with all the celebrity
disdain of the privileged. They might as well have been ashing their
cigarettes in our faces. Also, a llama sneezed on Jesse, which was
hilarious. And we saw two endangered bears boofing. The female didn&#8217;t
seem too into it, but what can you do when you&#8217;re the last of your
species? It&#8217;s called &#8220;captive breeding,&#8221; and God bless it.</p>
 ]]>
        <![CDATA[
<span class="mt-enclosure mt-enclosure-image" style="display: inline;"><img alt="colourrevolt2_web.jpg" src="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/colourrevolt2_web.jpg" class="mt-image-center" style="margin: 0pt auto 20px; text-align: center; display: block;" height="333" width="444" /></span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">What else? We ran barefoot in the
Pacific, all of our first time to touch it, the worldwide water. It
was massive and beautiful, and we got one hell of a sunset. And San
Francisco, where homeless comedians crack bad Michael Jackson jokes
for change and pelt you with drugs and you have to sprint to get away
from them, where we saw the marvelous Breeders do an in-store at
Amoeba Records and later caught the new Romero flick at this tiny
theatre where the seats were church pews and the PA was ragged and
dangling from chains.<br /><br /></p><span class="mt-enclosure mt-enclosure-image" style="display: inline;"><img alt="colourrevolt4_web.jpg" src="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/colourrevolt4_web.jpg" class="mt-image-center" style="margin: 0pt auto 20px; text-align: center; display: block;" height="333" width="444" /></span>

<br /><span class="mt-enclosure mt-enclosure-image" style="display: inline;"><img alt="colourrevolt3_web.jpg" src="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/colourrevolt3_web.jpg" class="mt-image-center" style="margin: 0pt auto 20px; text-align: center; display: block;" height="333" width="444" /></span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Geez, and our buddy David Long works at
Google, and he happened to mention that we should come by his
workplace for a tour and a free meal. As we are broke, we were
delighted to take up the offer. It was like this multicultural
technology Willy Wonka world where they dished out grilled Mahi Mahi
and Ben and Jerry&#8217;s instead of Everlasting Gobstoppers. The folks
at the Google homestead were kind and generous, and, after making use
of the public bikes (baby blue! with bright orange flags!), I have to
say I left smiling.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">That&#8217;s about it for now. I&#8217;m
listening to Tom Petty, and I just got off the phone with my little
brother, who rules. I got my three tour necessities: <i>Airships</i>
by Barry Hannah, <i>The Complete W.B. Yeats,</i> and one of many
Calvin and Hobbes collections. I never go on tour without them. Just
started <i>The Quiet American.</i> Anybody read that? I got it from
these two kindheared, gnomey booksellers outside the venue. We&#8217;re
on a night drive to Vegas which would probably be way more fun if we
had money to blow once we got there. But! Music to play, good times
to be had. I can&#8217;t wait.<br /></p>
]]>
    </content>
</entry>

<entry>
    <title>Colour Revolt: 4/29/08</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/2008/05/colour-revolt-42908.html" />
    <id>tag:www.pastemagazine.com,2008:/blogs/diary//11.3588</id>

    <published>2008-05-01T12:53:37Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-01T14:12:18Z</updated>

    <summary> The best part about a 32-hour non-stop drive from your hometown of Oxford, Mississippi where you left an on-stage cookout with Dent May and His Magnificent Ukelele where your friend and resident math genius Brian Hall was onstage in his Michelangelo&#8217;s David apron cooking delicious burgers which he claimed are so delicious because he rolled them in his &#8220;secret ingredient&#8221; (brown sugar and onions&#133;shhh! don&#8217;t tell!) and you&#8217;ve been in the van so long you feel like you&#8217;re in a space shuttle speeding onward infinitely, destined to crash land on the moon and you wake up in New Mexico...</summary>
    <author>
        <name>Austin L. Ray</name>
        <uri>http://www.pastemagazine.com</uri>
    </author>
    
    
    <content type="html" xml:lang="en" xml:base="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/">
        <![CDATA[<img alt="colourrevolt1.jpg" src="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/colourrevolt1.jpg" class="mt-image-center" style="margin: 0pt auto 20px; text-align: center; display: block;" height="333" width="444" /><div>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The best part about a 32-hour non-stop
drive from your hometown of Oxford, Mississippi where you left an
on-stage cookout with Dent May and His Magnificent Ukelele where your
friend and resident math genius Brian Hall was onstage in his
Michelangelo&#8217;s David apron cooking delicious burgers which he
claimed are so delicious because he rolled them in his &#8220;secret
ingredient&#8221; (brown sugar and onions&#133;shhh! don&#8217;t tell!) and
you&#8217;ve been in the van so long you feel like you&#8217;re in a space
shuttle speeding onward infinitely, destined to crash land on the
moon and you wake up in New Mexico which looks a hell of a lot like a
moonscape, all white rocks and flatness and dark, dark, and that&#8217;s
when your Ipod has gone way past the profound (Chris Bell&#8217;s <i>I
Am The Cosmos,</i> which is every bit as good as any Big
Star record, and I once spent a whole month of insomnia listening to
that record on repeat, always joyous to hear the third version of
&#8220;You and Your Sister,&#8221; the one without all the strings, and it&#8217;s
such a good song I never even minded hearing it three times in a row)
and beyond the absurd (<i>Antichrist Superstar</i>
in all its sterile junior high rebellion) and you fall into silence,
and it&#8217;s so dark out when the mountains disappear you can see stars
all the way down to the horizon, and it reminds you of that bit from <i>All the Pretty Horses</i> about them being
borne<font color="#000000"> &#8220;up into the swarming stars so that
they rode not under but among them and they rode at once jaunty and
circumspect, like thieves newly loosed in that dark electric, like
young thieves in a glowing orchard, loosely jacketed against the cold
and 10 thousand worlds for the choosing</font>.&#8221;</p></div>]]>
        <![CDATA[And that&#8217;s a dangerous way to feel,
really, when you think about it. Especially in the context of the
rest of the Border Trilogy&#133; I mean, yikes. But the Breeders are
wonderful and  kind, and playing with them is a dream. I mean, on the
first day Kim and Kelley and Mondo and Jose and Cheryl and all the
crew already came out and talked to us, which is shocking for a
headlining act of such caliber. And my god do they rule live. It&#8217;s
incredible. And I think I&#8217;m past my word limit, so more coming next
time.<br /><br /><span class="mt-enclosure mt-enclosure-image" style="display: inline;"><img alt="colourrevolt2.jpg" src="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/colourrevolt2.jpg" class="mt-image-center" style="margin: 0pt auto 20px; text-align: center; display: block;" height="333" width="444" /></span>]]>
    </content>
</entry>

<entry>
    <title>Pigeon John - 3/13/08 - Sean Connery in Cabo</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/2008/03/pigeon-john-31308-sean-connery-in-cabo.html" />
    <id>tag:www.pastemagazine.com,2008:/blogs/diary//11.3296</id>

    <published>2008-03-25T17:46:00Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-29T22:14:42Z</updated>

    <summary> The next day was my showcase with Money Mark, Tommy Guererro and Curmimin at Buffalo Billards. I was very excited and relaxed and had nothing to after soundcheck, so we walked and heard a thousand bands lean out of bar windows, scratching for an ear to listen. There are so many dope bands and sounds to choose from, that the audience gets paralyzed and runs into Coyote Ugly for peace and shelter. We were one of them. I forgot where we were holed up, but it was quiet, fun and warm. We were waiting till it was our time...</summary>
    <author>
        <name>Austin L. Ray</name>
        <uri>http://www.pastemagazine.com</uri>
    </author>
    
    
    <content type="html" xml:lang="en" xml:base="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/">
        <![CDATA[<p><img src="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/images/uploads/2008/03/pigeon3-12.jpg" style="border: 0;" alt="image" width="450" height="338" />
</p>
<p>The next day was my showcase with Money Mark, Tommy Guererro and Curmimin at Buffalo Billards. I was very excited and relaxed and had nothing to after soundcheck, so we walked and heard a thousand bands lean out of bar windows, scratching for an ear to listen. There are so many dope bands and sounds to choose from, that the audience gets paralyzed and runs into Coyote Ugly for peace and shelter. We were one of them. I forgot where we were holed up, but it was quiet, fun and warm. We were waiting till it was our time to rock, walked on the stage and fell in. We became one of the thousand bands leaning out to be heard. But inside, I didn&#8217;t mind if it was just us playing alone. Peter Daily banging the drums without typical emotion and Davey Rockit walking and talking to himself behind turntables and Mpcs. It felt like we were practicing. I love to look at my bros on stage with me and tell jokes with our eyes...all in slow motion, of course. But lo and behold, when I turn around the crowd doubled, then tripled, and it really seemed that people liked to dance to the tunes we played. I couldn&#8217;t stop smiling and thanking God for this opportunity. We only played a sweet 25 minutes, but we made our point and the rest of the night hung low on the back patio and laughed and listened to the music. I really loved that place. Sarah kicked it with us the whole night. She&#8217;s a good friend and the best publicist I know. The show was over, work was done and we spent the rest of the night chasing bands, shadows and cops. The weekend had officially started, and I felt like Sean Connery in Cabo.
</p>]]>
        
    </content>
</entry>

<entry>
    <title>Pigeon John - 3/12/08 - I Can&#8217;t Feel My Face</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/2008/03/pigeon-john-31208-i-cant-feel-my-face.html" />
    <id>tag:www.pastemagazine.com,2008:/blogs/diary//11.3297</id>

    <published>2008-03-24T20:55:00Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-29T22:14:42Z</updated>

    <summary> We left New Orleans in a stupor. Defeated and used and the wind felt good on our faces. Seven hours until Austin and the start of a carnival called SXSW. I drove the whole way. Peter and Davey slept, laughed and talked. We had no iPod connection, so all we could listen to was M.I.A, Lenny Kravitz (sorry about that) and a new &#8220;I can&#8217;t feel my face&#8221; mix CD on Dim Mak. We made it though, finally. First, we all met our Austin host Katie, hung for awhile, then met up with Ms. Sarah Landy at the house...</summary>
    <author>
        <name>Austin L. Ray</name>
        <uri>http://www.pastemagazine.com</uri>
    </author>
    
    
    <content type="html" xml:lang="en" xml:base="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/diary/">
        <![CDATA[<p><img src="http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/images/uploads/2008/03/pigeon3-13.jpg" style="border: 0;" alt="image" width="450" height="338" />
</p>
<p>We left New Orleans in a stupor. Defeated and used and the wind felt good on our faces. Seven hours until Austin and the start of a carnival called SXSW. I drove the whole way. Peter and Davey slept, laughed and talked. We had no iPod connection, so all we could listen to was M.I.A, Lenny Kravitz (sorry about that) and a new &#8220;I can&#8217;t feel my face&#8221; mix CD on Dim Mak. We made it though, finally. First, we all met our Austin host Katie, hung for awhile, then met up with Ms. Sarah Landy at the house we were staying at. No shows yet, no parties yet...wanted to relax the first day and taste Austin&#8217;s air alone and without the crunch of ambitious bands that all look and sound cooler than me. I&#8217;d save that for tomorrow. The band and I, Sarah, a weird roomate dude who mostly stared at us and apologized for nothing in particular, talked for hours and had high hopes for the week&#8217;s festivities. We made our way to our sacks and slept like bears. We had no idea that our lives were about to change&#8230; Well, not really, but that&#8217;s a great way to end a chapter, right? No?
</p>]]>
        
    </content>
</entry>

</feed>
