The Err Band

“On The Table” was a beautifully weird performance piece put on by the Sojourn Theatre company in 2010. Act I took place simultaneously in the cities of Portland and Molalla, Oregon, Act II took place on a pair of school buses speeding toward each other, and Act III took place at the meeting point, with audiences from both cities meeting and sharing a meal as the city boy & country gal celebrated their imaginary wedding and talked about what it all means.

For twelve nights in July, we were the soundtrack to that evening, and one night we happened to set up a microphone. This is that recording.

The Err Band - 7-30-10

Of note:

  • At 45 minutes, this is really pushing the definition of cassingle.
  • There are no vocals.
  • We occasionally make mistakes.
  • Toward the end, things get so loud that we overload the microphone, which will either sound awesome or obnoxious, depending on how you were raised.

Huge thanks to Sojourn Theatre for making this happen & letting us share it with you.

It seems like the last couple of days have been relatively uneventful and since I consider this blog a tool to summarize events of the LLC and not just give my opinion on why I hate cats or love penguins I’m sticking to my guns. Today was the rainiest day of the tour. Luckily, we don’t have shows, I know that doesn’t sound right so maybe luckily is the wrong word, but we have a few days off so we’re in New York. While the singer-songrwriters of the group are staying at Rocker-Producer extordinare Adam Richman’s house, the rhythym section resides in Brooklyn. Jack is staying in another part of Brooklyn but its good to know that he’s on this side of the river. Anyways, today was an awful day for walking but I had the keys to the beast (our van) which after some investing is good to go with a new oil filter and transmission fluid. So basically I drove around with my buddy Paul and he showed me all the sites. I got to see some authentic off-track horse betting, Polish women which I couldn’t look at because of the strong presence of a mafia, a sort-of main street area which had an abundance of stores which sold diapers, jewlery, wigs, and delicous chitlings. I also got to see the Marcy Housing Project which is the home of rapper Jay-Z (whats up baby) and Notorious B.I.G (RIP). So I feel like I had quite an amazing day. All this without having to even get out of the comfort of our beautiful van. So basically its all about the van, its our home, its our life, we love you. I also hate cats but I won’t write about it, if anyone really wants to know my opinions about felines I’ll gladly discuss them, but the tour diary is a sacred blog and I plan on keeping it that way. Respect.

I am in a band that is at least 50% zombies.

photo by danielle fox 2005

We’re currently two shows in with the Routes, and I couldn’t be happier, but this picture still scares the living hell out of me. I pray for short sets, so I don’t have to turn my back on these two for more than a few minutes per day.