Hello. My name is Marty DeBergi. I'm a film maker. I make a lot of commercials. That little dog that chases the covered wagon underneath the sink? That was mine. In 1966, I went down to Auburn, AL to a rock club called the Copper Creek. Don't look for it, it's not there anymore. But that night I heard a band that for me redefined the word "rock and roll". I remember being knocked out by their, their exuberance, their raw power -- and their punctuality. That band was Auburn's now-legendary SquareBone. Seventeen years and fifteen albums later, SquareBone is still going strong, and they've earned a distinguished place in rock history as one of Alabama's loudest bands. So in the late fall of 1982 when I heard that Bone was releasing a new album called 'Smell the Bone,' and was planning their first tour of the United States in almost 6 years to promote that album, well needless to say I jumped at the chance to make the documentary, the, if you will, rockumentary that you're about to see. I wanted to capture the, the sights, the sounds, the smells, of a hard-working rock band on the road. And I got that. But I got more, a lot more. But hey -- enough of my yakkin'. Whaddaya say, let's boogie!
dig. the undertow in orange beach is closing in august (or so the rumor goes), so ya'll may want to reconfirm the gigs there. just a friendly little heads up.
FYI
We played at Quixotes in Auburn Alabama friday night before the Georgia Game. The place was packed, one in one out, and Quixotes was taking 10 dollars at the door for a cover charge. At the end of the night when we got paid it was painfully obvious that they (Quixotes) kept most of the money. I just thought you would like to know and please pass this along to all the working bands that you know.
Green Lemon from Colorado say's they had the exact same experience.
