Think it's time for an update! It's not Friday, and I'm not hungover, but I think I can make this work anyway.
For starters, the word "I" shouldn't always be used to mean David on this blog. If you know an Ooze member, give them shit for not writing on here cause everyone in the band (except maybe Ian) has the access info. Where my crew at?
OK, so now you might reasonably ask, "Who the fuck is Ian?". Well Gavin, fresh off the glory of being featured as last blog entry's centerpiece, decided he had to move on. I know! How could anyone walk away from a group of people as talented, interesting and sexy as you guys, especially while getting written about on a site with such an incredible amount of Internet traffic?! Well, Gavin was in like 2 million other bands, and he made the pretty reasonable determination that he didn't have time for all of us. It was a totally respectable departure, and we wish him well. With that said, following our last few months of rebuilding, I just need to get it out, just once: FUCKING DRUMMERS! There, I said it. We still love all y'all.
Fast forward to Andy recruiting our fantastic NEW drum/percussionist Ian Meyer. We've had 3 (or maybe more like 2-1/2) practices with him, and I'm happy to be writing him up on here now. [If he ditches us next week, I'm treating it as a curse and never writing about any new members on this blog ever again. Fuck it, you'll know who's in the band when they're listed on the next record or when you're filing your next restraining order, whichever comes first.] Ian is already taking our sound (or is that just the practice volume?) to stratospheric new heights. He seems so far to be more meticulous than any of the rest of us, which is probably good news, and he has brought this band a much needed assortment of visible tattoos. And legend has it, he used to be in a hardcore band in Philly.
So welcome Ian! If all stays on track, you'll feel his presence soon when your eardrums explode at a venue near you in the coming months.
As for our progress....We are actually, really working and it is actually, really sounding actually, really fucking good. "Seamonkeys," "Razzle Dazzle" and "Bang Crash Pow" are all sounding glorious. The mythical "Make It Happen" is coming along quite well after what felt like 30 years worth of confusion. Also working on a dramatically reshaped "Jungle Foot" as well as a reworking of a song we've since decided to call "Mermaid Kickers." If you're old school, it's the song that caused everyone we knew in NOLA to say, "That song with that really repetitious keyboard part is really good...except for the really repetitious keyboard part." Well the keyboard part's gone, and it sounds far better now, you were all right on that one. Many, many new songs being worked on too, and you'll start hearing demo versions of them very soon. Yeah, they're awesome.
MORE IRRELEVANT SHIT
My Hornets whupped up on Mario's Rockets last weekend! OK, so "whupped up" might be a little strong, but they won in a close division matchup. Tyson Chandler stripped Yao twice at the end of the game, and what do you know, they won by two possessions! Read Tyson Chandler's latest blog entry where he talks about it. "Yao is so damn big," pretty much sums it up for the Rockets I'd say.
Spurs/Rockets Saturday night! Mario and I will be out watching this at some bar with NBA TV (anyone know a place?).
Finally:
Thursday, January 17, 2008
Friday, December 7, 2007
Ooze don't like that go go shit anyway
So amid what's becoming the routine of a Friday morning hangover, hows about I do a little writin' and hypin'.
So the itch to play live again is becoming nearly unbearable. Nothing is booked as yet, but we should be trying to get some gigs together real soon. We've been practicing like never before (twice a week is now the norm, stepping up from like once every few weeks or whenever we felt like it), and it will pay off once we fire this up on a stage near you. Just bear with us a little longer, as working stuff out for 5 people is far more demanding than working it out for 3. And one of many lessons we've learned from our evident recent obsession with The Wire is that you can't put an inferior product on the market and expect to keep your muthafuckin' corners, B.
Anyway, just rest assured that the new music sounds incredible (octastic, you might even say). We're still playing most tracks from Razzle Dazzle and a bunch of new stuff is in the works. We're working out a track called "(Let's) Make It Happen" that's going to blow your minds, and of course you can hear a demo of the first track to emerge from the new lineup, "Bang! Crash! Pow!" on our myspace page.
If you feel like helping us along though, I'm going to reach out and ask for some help here. I'm not talking money or anything so crass. We're looking for items that sound cool when you bang on them with sticks, mallets or metal rods. Buckets, oil drums, random hunks of metal, stray cats, etc. are along the lines of what we're looking for. Just kidding about the cats. I'd never hurt a cat. Well, unless maybe it looked at me the wrong way. But yeah, any noisy junk you might have lying around could be put to good use. Right now, poor Gavin spends practices sitting on a foldup camping chair beating on an overturned bass drum and a totally random assortment of other leftover percussive items. To his credit, he's still making it sound awesome, but this setup needs some spicing up. I promise we'll credit you for your donation by writing your name or drawing a picture of you or something on whatever items you donate, so that anyone watching us on stage knows that it was at one time YOUR giant metal trash can that Gavin is now beating on. Who wouldn't want that? I'll also tell you that all donations are tax deductible because that sounds good when asking for stuff, but in reality I'm full of shit and have absolutely zero idea how that works anyway.
As a final bit of actual substance in this blathering, we have plans for you tonight. If you know us, contact us. If you don't, meet us. And then join us for this evening's festivities. Small gathering chez Ooze early. On to Studio B for an intriguing debut set by Faux Punk. Next over to The Lucky Cat for a DJ night featuring our own Skinny Friedman and his crew Philadelphyinz. You might meet all new members of The Ooze if you play your cards right. And Mario's in, so you know it'll be a good time. From what I hear, Mario likes to party.
RANDOM IRRELEVANT SHIT:
Professa
So the itch to play live again is becoming nearly unbearable. Nothing is booked as yet, but we should be trying to get some gigs together real soon. We've been practicing like never before (twice a week is now the norm, stepping up from like once every few weeks or whenever we felt like it), and it will pay off once we fire this up on a stage near you. Just bear with us a little longer, as working stuff out for 5 people is far more demanding than working it out for 3. And one of many lessons we've learned from our evident recent obsession with The Wire is that you can't put an inferior product on the market and expect to keep your muthafuckin' corners, B.
Anyway, just rest assured that the new music sounds incredible (octastic, you might even say). We're still playing most tracks from Razzle Dazzle and a bunch of new stuff is in the works. We're working out a track called "(Let's) Make It Happen" that's going to blow your minds, and of course you can hear a demo of the first track to emerge from the new lineup, "Bang! Crash! Pow!" on our myspace page.
If you feel like helping us along though, I'm going to reach out and ask for some help here. I'm not talking money or anything so crass. We're looking for items that sound cool when you bang on them with sticks, mallets or metal rods. Buckets, oil drums, random hunks of metal, stray cats, etc. are along the lines of what we're looking for. Just kidding about the cats. I'd never hurt a cat. Well, unless maybe it looked at me the wrong way. But yeah, any noisy junk you might have lying around could be put to good use. Right now, poor Gavin spends practices sitting on a foldup camping chair beating on an overturned bass drum and a totally random assortment of other leftover percussive items. To his credit, he's still making it sound awesome, but this setup needs some spicing up. I promise we'll credit you for your donation by writing your name or drawing a picture of you or something on whatever items you donate, so that anyone watching us on stage knows that it was at one time YOUR giant metal trash can that Gavin is now beating on. Who wouldn't want that? I'll also tell you that all donations are tax deductible because that sounds good when asking for stuff, but in reality I'm full of shit and have absolutely zero idea how that works anyway.
As a final bit of actual substance in this blathering, we have plans for you tonight. If you know us, contact us. If you don't, meet us. And then join us for this evening's festivities. Small gathering chez Ooze early. On to Studio B for an intriguing debut set by Faux Punk. Next over to The Lucky Cat for a DJ night featuring our own Skinny Friedman and his crew Philadelphyinz. You might meet all new members of The Ooze if you play your cards right. And Mario's in, so you know it'll be a good time. From what I hear, Mario likes to party.
RANDOM IRRELEVANT SHIT:
- Currently playing repeatedly on The Ooze's various sound systems: Simian Mobile Disco - Attack Decay Sustain Release
- Recently playing at absurdly high volume on our band P.A. for approximately 4 straight hours while no one was home: One of Mario's party playlists inadvertently left on repeat. Open the door to our building to be immediately bombarded with "Supersonic" thumping away from one floor down, presumably around the same time our unfortunate neighbor texted us that he'd heard "Can't You Hear Me Knocking" like 30 times already, begging for mercy. We apologize to all our neighbors. I can't say in good conscience that it won't ever happen again, but it won't happen often at least.
- The Spurs beat Dallas without Tim Duncan Wednesday night! Ginobli knocked down 37 and Parker issued his standard ass-kicking. Still undefeated at home, bitches! I hear the Houston Rockets won a game that night too. Good for them. Cause what everyone wants to see is the Rockets sneaking into the playoffs and embarassing themselves in the first round for the 400th straight year. OK, I'm just talking shit for Mario's sake. I actually like the Rockets alright, and I love T-Mac, and I really want him to get out of the first round finally and shut up assholes like me forever. And then I'll squeal with joy as the Spurs totally dismantle them in one of the next rounds.
- Speaking of basketball, go Hornets! Check out the standings, NOLA. You got a pretty killer team this year. 2nd place (after the mighty World Champion San Antonio Spurs, of course) in the hardest division in basketball. Would have home court advantage in the playoffs if the season ended today, and we're far enough in that it doesn't look like a fluke. Problem is no one's showing up for their games. Come on, you've got one of the top 10 teams in the NBA right now, one of the top 5 point guards, a dude running around in a fatass teal insect costume, the actual factual cheapest tickets in the whole league and no one's going to watch? Whatever, I'm going to some games when I'm next in town early next year. Hope more people are turning up by then.
- I was thinking, can anyone find a block in Manhattan that doesn't house a kitschy Irish pub? They're like the Clear Channel logo. You never notice one in the course of your normal activities, but if you stop and look around, they're fucking everywhere. Crossed my mind fleetingly as I was walking from Chelsea down to the J stop last week. Thought about it again standing outside Revival last night and seeing the place next door. I've been working at this office building for 2 years now and noticed this morning for the first time that there's one right next door. I say it's an IRA conspiracy to manufacture some relatively viable reason for any rational human being to listen to The Pogues.
Professa
Sunday, December 2, 2007
WELCOME TO A WHOLE NEW WORLD
Hello old friends, or anyone bothering to check out this page. We're trying out a new format for all Fantastic Ooze-related Internet matters. As anyone keeping up with us might have noticed, we tended to update our regular website about once a year at best. It always looked good, but none of the information on it was ever remotely up to date or accurate. Since this blog thing is easy enough that even I can do it, we've opted to use this blog as our primary information site. The old site is going to be revamped too, but more as a listening/general amusement page that will be linked to from here and our myspace page.
So beyond just trying to kick off this site, we've fortunately got some bona fide exciting news to report on this page too. As previously noted, we've recently welcomed Andy "Skinny" Friedman and Alodie "SexuAlodie" Larson to the crew on drums and vocals/bass/keyboards, respectively. We'll go ahead and officially welcome yet another newcomer to The Ooze, as Gavin "stupid band nickname to be determined" Haag has joined us on additional drums and percussion. He moved up here to the big beastly city from San Francisco, where he played with the band Elephone and still plays on a long distance sorta basis with The Black. While I'm linking to band members' other high quality stuff I should point you toward the official Skinny Friedman page for his DJ'ing work. He also spins with Phillie-based DJ crew Philadelphyinz. We'll start plugging his DJ nights so our New York friends can come shake dey asses to his turntable masterwork along with us next time.
As we've also mentioned before, old friend Mario Pena (aka Mario Rock) is now up kicking it in The Ooze Palace in Brooklyn. He'll be providing The Vibe to our grooves. As everyone knows, when Mario's in the room, the vibe is usually right. Plus, I finally have someone to talk basketball with (Lemme get a quick "GO SPURS GO!" out there before he starts posting on here and feeding you Houston Rockets propaganda. Lemme also establish a permanent response of "look at the standings" to any shit that may be talked in this regard).
So yeah, welcome to The Fantastic Ooze blog. This WILL be updated MUCH more regularly than any site we've had in the past, so keep checking us out. And we'll let you know when the old site has been freshly decorated and stocked with quality pictures, songs and random shit for your enjoyment.
Stay rugged and rough,
Professa D-Train
So beyond just trying to kick off this site, we've fortunately got some bona fide exciting news to report on this page too. As previously noted, we've recently welcomed Andy "Skinny" Friedman and Alodie "SexuAlodie" Larson to the crew on drums and vocals/bass/keyboards, respectively. We'll go ahead and officially welcome yet another newcomer to The Ooze, as Gavin "stupid band nickname to be determined" Haag has joined us on additional drums and percussion. He moved up here to the big beastly city from San Francisco, where he played with the band Elephone and still plays on a long distance sorta basis with The Black. While I'm linking to band members' other high quality stuff I should point you toward the official Skinny Friedman page for his DJ'ing work. He also spins with Phillie-based DJ crew Philadelphyinz. We'll start plugging his DJ nights so our New York friends can come shake dey asses to his turntable masterwork along with us next time.
As we've also mentioned before, old friend Mario Pena (aka Mario Rock) is now up kicking it in The Ooze Palace in Brooklyn. He'll be providing The Vibe to our grooves. As everyone knows, when Mario's in the room, the vibe is usually right. Plus, I finally have someone to talk basketball with (Lemme get a quick "GO SPURS GO!" out there before he starts posting on here and feeding you Houston Rockets propaganda. Lemme also establish a permanent response of "look at the standings" to any shit that may be talked in this regard).
So yeah, welcome to The Fantastic Ooze blog. This WILL be updated MUCH more regularly than any site we've had in the past, so keep checking us out. And we'll let you know when the old site has been freshly decorated and stocked with quality pictures, songs and random shit for your enjoyment.
Stay rugged and rough,
Professa D-Train
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