I've never been to the Galactic Center. Is there a bar or do they allow alcoholic beverages brought in? Do they serve food? Thanks.
I think it's a real travesty that Greyhound Soul has resigned itself to playing the same bars in the same few cities over the last twenty years. I'm not talking about a lack of ambition but a lack of trust on the part of the band, the regimented record industry, and the world. Greyhound Soul should have been out there in the psycho-sphere mixing it up with the likes of the Meat Puppets, Dinosaur, Jr., Smashing Pumpkins, Wilco, Flaming Lips, Guided by Voices, Sonic Youth, American Music Club, f***ing Jack White for f***'s sake. Instead, the band seems terrified that the soul will get sucked out of the dog, and there will be nothing left but shoes to sell. I never understood this. I hung around Tucson for a few years and listened to a string of honest proponents beg Pena et. al. to spring for the price of a bunch of stamps and let a few cool record companies know they were out in the desert putting everything they had into every single note and they wouldn't quit until god or some corporation un-invented electricity or stories. That's all it would have taken, all it would still take. I can't imagine Robert Pollard in Dayton, Ohio, standing next to his mailbox in his robe and slippers, nursing a Rolling Rock, tearing open a package containing a Greyhound Soul CD and a heartfelt letter, walking back into his house, cranking up his stereo, and going, "This band sucks." More like: "Who the fuck are these guys and why aren't they on Matador? Tobin, paint me a cellphone and tell Toohey to eat s***." Something should have been done. Attention should have been paid. Why in the world is Foxygen selling out shows at the Bowery Ballroom here in Manhattan and Pena is still taping his own signage in the window at Hotel Congress? Does that even scan? I mean, at all? Could someone please talk some sense into somebody? Twenty years is a long time to hold a grudge against that Funzalo clown, Mike Lembo. He stopped being relevant when his answering machine ate its last cassette. The guy's a rectal thermometer--in his dreams. Heck, the sun's coming up, and I don't even know what I'm trying to say. Or save. Eminem, could you fly to Tucson and torch a trailer park and throw Pena a bone. Twenty years is a long time for genius to sit on its hands in Tucson.
Great article...went and checked out the video. Fantastic!
Spot on, Josh!
Amazing character with an amazing voice....Lucy Anna Johnson
Here they are folks, this weeks Weekly favorite. Tune in next week for yet another
next big thing.
Rqt...Tiny Tim was a solo act. Bet you have all his records and that you cried the day he got married.
Actually, "my band" existed in THE SIXTIES AND 70's (!!!!) and was in Spin , Rolling Stone (never made the cover) and about a dozen other music magazines. You don't need to know the name, hell because you're so smug I'd never tell ya.
We all got rich and did just fine.
The weekly goes thru talentless bands like tissue paper. This is just the most recent that will go nowhere.
Timmothy: Feel free to send us some info about your band. Did you guys get profiled in Spin?
Yet another Tucson band for the Weekly to get all wet about. They play nowhere in front of nobody, very few people in Tucson have ever heard of them or heard them play.
But the weekly says they are the next big thing. Sure.
Just wait a few months and the weekly will anoint yet another gonowhere local band.
Great article, mediocre band.
The District show is actually FRIDAY JULY 4TH.
Clay Dudash! theme songs for people- brilliant! that's totally how I feel when i hear your music. I bop around and I'm uplifted. And I'm pretty much smiling all the way...thanks for all you do to keep putting the sounds out! laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaater, Sara P. Smith
Just purchased Cowlifornia Swing on CD Baby and listening to it now. Great fun.
There's so much missing from this. cheating, stealing, improper use of band monies, divorce, DUI's, member fallouts, the fact that after the main band members left, there was no more songwriters...... Maybe Villa and Peters can stop pretending someday.
If this inquiry is out of line, I apologize ahead of time. I knew a Steve Garb in Syracuse
in the late 60's-early 70's. I am 72 and I had always thought of Steve as being a bit younger than I, but not 14 years. He would have been about 20 when I knew him in Syracuse. It is very strange, but for some reason his name went through my mind this evening and I just decided to Google him. Did the Steve Garb that has passed live in Syracuse at the time that I remember him? I think that at that time he was with a lady named Joanie.
He lived for a while in a house on Euclid Ave. in Syracuse, then moved out to the country south of Syracuse in the early 70's. I left Syracuse in 1975 and never had any contact with him after that.
If I am correct, I pass my condolences on to his family and friends. He was a very good
drummer, and a good man, too. Having found this thread, I am suddenly very sad that I
didn't maintain contact with him and that he left so early.
If anyone wants to reply to this post, please send it to me at firstname.lastname@example.org.
Ah... let the seasons of cold beer, warm breezes, & good music begin!
Lead Me On was great. I agree if I never hear "Baby Baby" again it will be too soon.
"Broken bells" 13th @ rialto
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