To all followers of TIT,
Hey everyone! Time for another blog entry. Now that I have gotten the hang of this I will try my hardest to make this a daily thing. We headed out to Fitchburg last night. Special thanks to Uncle Andy (brother of Uncle Sando) for lending us his car for the night. We got to Fitchburg around 7:30, and checked out the club. The Compound is a very cool room. Lots of old school vinyl on the walls, pool tables, and guitars on the wall. The band we were opening for (a cover band which shall go unnamed in the name of proper rock etiquette) was setting up their “backline” and lights when we got there. Nacho (formerly Manowar for all those keeping score at home) got to work setting up his drums in a swift manner. Plopped em right in front of the cover band’s kit. Then some of the guys went out to get some fine cuisine at el Taco Bell.
Once the soundman arrived on the premises we quickly did a sound-check. Barreled through our set with the usual fury. Fun stage, with a makeshift catwalk that probably would have been put to better use as a grill rack. We finished the set and loaded our stuff into the Exploder. Sando and Nacho headed back to Boston because Nacho had to wake up early for his Sunday gig (laying down some phat Jesus worthy grooves in church). The rest of us stayed and sat through two sets of metal covers in the name of etiquette, and more importantly, getting paid (gas money). Let me just say that most of these “metal” tunes were of the Nu-metal variety that the truest of true metal heads detest. Props to old school Pantera and Metallica. No props to Nickleback and Disturbed. I personally could have used a Slayer or Lamb of God cover, but we can’t always get what we want. The singer of the cover band summed it up best as the club was closing. He grabbed a fan (the type you plug in and use to keep cool in the summer) and said, “You know… this fan has been to all our shows. It is our biggest fan.”
Closing was a truly rowdy event. Many of the guys were piss drunk, and many of the gals were also piss drunk (wearing some extremely revealing excuses for shirts). I’m not sure what was more entertaining, the fights breaking out, or the tits popping out. The Compound proved to be rowdy, rollicking local weekend hangout. We are looking forward to playing there again. We just need to make sure that we take the 1.5 minutes needed to learn a couple of Disturbed covers to throw in the mix.
Twas a fun ride back, fueled by some great tunes including “Walking in Memphis” and “Lights”.
We are packing up the car in a little bit, getting ready for the southern leg of the tour. I am very excited, due to the fact that I have never been to the Carolinas or Georgia. There will be plenty of pictures for you all to see. I am working with Eric to post up a bunch from the past few shows.
Alright everyone. Time to pack. Take care, and see you in North Carolina!
Hey everyone! Time for another blog entry. Now that I have gotten the hang of this I will try my hardest to make this a daily thing. We headed out to Fitchburg last night. Special thanks to Uncle Andy (brother of Uncle Sando) for lending us his car for the night. We got to Fitchburg around 7:30, and checked out the club. The Compound is a very cool room. Lots of old school vinyl on the walls, pool tables, and guitars on the wall. The band we were opening for (a cover band which shall go unnamed in the name of proper rock etiquette) was setting up their “backline” and lights when we got there. Nacho (formerly Manowar for all those keeping score at home) got to work setting up his drums in a swift manner. Plopped em right in front of the cover band’s kit. Then some of the guys went out to get some fine cuisine at el Taco Bell.
Once the soundman arrived on the premises we quickly did a sound-check. Barreled through our set with the usual fury. Fun stage, with a makeshift catwalk that probably would have been put to better use as a grill rack. We finished the set and loaded our stuff into the Exploder. Sando and Nacho headed back to Boston because Nacho had to wake up early for his Sunday gig (laying down some phat Jesus worthy grooves in church). The rest of us stayed and sat through two sets of metal covers in the name of etiquette, and more importantly, getting paid (gas money). Let me just say that most of these “metal” tunes were of the Nu-metal variety that the truest of true metal heads detest. Props to old school Pantera and Metallica. No props to Nickleback and Disturbed. I personally could have used a Slayer or Lamb of God cover, but we can’t always get what we want. The singer of the cover band summed it up best as the club was closing. He grabbed a fan (the type you plug in and use to keep cool in the summer) and said, “You know… this fan has been to all our shows. It is our biggest fan.”
Closing was a truly rowdy event. Many of the guys were piss drunk, and many of the gals were also piss drunk (wearing some extremely revealing excuses for shirts). I’m not sure what was more entertaining, the fights breaking out, or the tits popping out. The Compound proved to be rowdy, rollicking local weekend hangout. We are looking forward to playing there again. We just need to make sure that we take the 1.5 minutes needed to learn a couple of Disturbed covers to throw in the mix.
Twas a fun ride back, fueled by some great tunes including “Walking in Memphis” and “Lights”.
We are packing up the car in a little bit, getting ready for the southern leg of the tour. I am very excited, due to the fact that I have never been to the Carolinas or Georgia. There will be plenty of pictures for you all to see. I am working with Eric to post up a bunch from the past few shows.
Alright everyone. Time to pack. Take care, and see you in North Carolina!
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