New Songs

I hope you had a day off or a few hours to relax this weekend. I know Black Friday can be draining.  We’re looking forward to getting together and making some noise after the long break.  Thanksgiving is the only Thursday we do not meet for rehearsal at the Bunker, in some form, all year long (Unless we’re playing a show).  We’re looking forward to it with a little more earnest this week.

We have a few new songs that are coming along and we hope to share them with you soon. In the slightest way, we have our eye on recording again in 2018.  We are projecting some ideas of 10 or more tracks and what would be our first full length recording.

Stay tuned.

“I hope that in this year to come, you make mistakes. Because if you are making mistakes,  then you are making new things, trying new things, learning, living, pushing yourself, changing yourself, changing your world.  You’re doing things you’ve never done before, and more importantly, you’re doing something.”     – Neil Gaiman

Happy Thanksgiving!

Happy Thanksgiving, everyone!

Hope you all have a great time with family and friends this weekend. We’ll be immersed in our family traditions.

One of my Thanksgiving traditions is listening to Alice’s Restaurant by Arlo Guthrie.

We are truly thankful for all of you who visit this site and support our musical journey.

“It’s like being at the kids’ table at Thanksgiving – you can put your elbows on it, you don’t have to talk politics…no matter how old I get, there’s always a part of me that’s sitting there.”     – John Hughes

The Middle of November Already?!

We meet at the Bunker on Thursday’s. Every week.  We’re not rehearsing for a show.  We’re working on new material, exploring new riffs and experimenting with some new ideas.  We’re working on honing our craft.

Personally, I’m blown away that Thanksgiving is next week. I mean, it’ll be Christmas before you know it and then New Year and in no time we’ll be playing a house party at the Auk’s Roost at the end of January!

In the spirit of working on new material, I thought I’d share a verse of a brand new song.

“Somewhere, baby, over the rainbow.

Wishing on stars. Missing your halo.

Once in a while Great Planes tornado.

Listen in vain to the songs on the radio.

Wednesday, maybe, onward and westward.

“The tide,” said the moon, “it’s an honest gesture.”

You were in bloom. I under pressure.

Hissing and praying through the smog and the congestion.”

And here are three Bunker haiku’s.

We walk down the stairs,

seven of those cement steps,

lugging our gear back.

You will need three keys:

street door, down the stairs, door two.

Last, the Bunker door.

Inside it’s a room

with all of our gear and some lights,

beer stains the carpet.

“People need to be made more aware of the need to work at learning how to live because life is so quick and sometimes is goes away too quickly.”     – Andy Warhol

The S Word

We’ve had a few flakes flying around. The temperature is dropping.  The ground is starting to freeze.  Those flakes are going to stick pretty soon.

 

Happy Day Light Savings. And so comes the season of darkness.

 

I’m alright with gaining an hour, but losing the daylight is a rough trade off. I’m not a big fan of the dark at 5:30 stuff.  Of course, I’ve been through this before.  I’ve lived here all my life.  I try to find creative ways to keep me going through the winter months.  I do love the big flakes when they are falling and I have nowhere to drive.  And sledding’s not too bad.

 

From the Bunker News room, King Fish Crow held a council meeting last week. They discussed their much contemplated mission.  A log was kept and they are reported to have put forth a detailed proposal that should proficiently lead them into the future.  In the coming weeks, we should expect to see how they will begin to look at new material in a manner predetermined by their deliberate guidelines.  As is necessary, they will remain, we are told, off the radar.


You may see a photo from the bunker pop up here and there.

 

“It is better to light a candle than curse the darkness.”     -Eleanor Roosevelt