One of the highlights of my highlit job is getting to open the album when it first arrives from the record label company people. They send it on a special big brown bus like thing that’s called Untied Parcel Service. It’s very VERY glamorous.
There’s nothing like the smell of the vinyl as it wafts through the cigarette smoke in my office. I love it. Check out me opening SLT’s new album…
Every now and then I gotta take a little break from my managerment duties and get a little action. This time, the action came to me – I met a hot little number at the store who invited me to come by for a morning date so that we could “do some yogurt…” I had no idea what the hell that meant, but that chick looked like she could suck the chrome off a trailer hitch, so I agreed.
It wasn’t exactly what I had in mind. Went a little something like this…
The key to putting together a best-selling album is not the music, nobody really gives a shit about that in the long run. What matters is the album cover, baby, THE ALBUM COVER!! I went by SF Artist Blair Bradshaw’s studio to see what he was thinking about for the upcoming Sonic Love Tonic album. Sometimes you gotta stoop down to the level of these artsy fartsy types in order to put together a kick-ass rock and roll album cover…
There’s nothing more exciting than getting to hear the final mix of your band’s album for the first time. I like to get a little drinky drinky on, settle down in a nice soft leather couch at the studio, and let the rhythms just ooze on over me. It’s fucking great to hear all of their hard work come blasting out of those speakers, heavy bass and high hats hitting like there’s no fucking tomorrow. Or it can also go down like this…
One of the most important things about being a band manager is getting all the crackheads together to discuss things and stuff. And things. In preparation for the upcoming album, I called a band meeting last week and, well, let’s just say it didn’t exactly go quite as I had planned.
And don’t forget that Battle of the Bands starring Sonic Love Tonic takes place this Friday… You should be there, dammit. find out what you need to know here.
This is a bunch of kooky people that I think were sort of making fun of me in Austin. I don’t have much to say about this one. Not sure if it’s true or not, but they do say that flattery is the most sincere form of imitation. So put that in your pipe and smoke it.
A while back I was in Austin with the boys, to book some gigs and work on some stuff and hang out with the ladies… you know how it is. One night I went to some sort of 32Bit Giggling Squid party or something like that, and it turned out to be a real bamboozeler, complete with burlesque shows, beerz and more burlesque shows. It was wild and crazy and it was a night that I’m very very proud of and I think you will be, too. And if not, you can go screw yourself.
Even when you get a hold of a good solid band, they still gotta practice a little bit every now and then. Or in the case of Sonic Love Tonic, you gotta let the guys get together in a storage unit in some sorta big warehouse with pot smoke-filled hallway after pot smoke-filled hallway of even more crappy little storage units – so that they can bang on their pots and pans and scream a little bit. It’s good for the (what we say in the business) conductivitosity of the gang.
They hold their own down there, pretty much, but every now and then I gotta check in on them and give ‘em a few pointers. You know how it is.
That’s right, people, I had to sleep with a few people to get this to happen, of course, but my band Sonic Love Tonic won the last segment of Battle of the Bands and is now moving on the the finals. The finals, people, the FINALS!! If they win there, they go on to Hollywood and then Germany (which is way over there in Europe, just so you know) and then I get a pile of money and I can retire. After i share a little bit with the boys, of course…
Anyhow, I need your help once again in order for me… I mean them… to win. You need to buy a $15 ticket for the show, which is on July 10 at Mighty in San Francisco. You can talk to me or one of the members in the band or go to this page on MySpacebook and find out all the details…
Here’s a little video reminder for those of you who have trouble with the big words I use:
I tell you this, good limes and Austin are like farts and church: the two just don’t mix. Everywhere you go down there people are trying to feed you queso and pour a bunch of “dressed” shots of tequila down your troats. I wouldn’t have a problem with that if the damn limes had a little bit of juice in ‘em and weren’t as dry as a sponge left out in the sun for two days after a Girl Scout car wash, if you know what I mean…
 | Ted Rheingold on Artsy Fartsy |
 | ben campbell on The Album Arrives |
 | Truck Boy on Artsy Fartsy |
| Band Meeting « on Sonic Love Tonic On the Way to… | |
 | Tommy Lee on Big Nite Out |
