If I ever get around to tallying them up, I'll let you know: sufficed to say, we house more members than George Clinton's Parliament of Funk. My name, if you need to know, is Beezer. How do you do?
影響
Queens of the Stone Age; Syd Barrett; The Presidents of the United States of America; The Wonder Stuff; Mark Lanegan; Therapy?; Jeff Buckley; The Waterboys; Ween; The Wildhearts; Cake; The Prodigy; Beastie Boys; Vent 414; Tenacious D; Lemon Jelly; The Chili Peppers; Elvis Costello & The Attractions; Foo Fighters; Pop Will Eat Itself; Marcy Playground; The Stranglers; Probot; Roddy Frame; The Jimi Hendrix Experience; The Undertones; Brant Bjork & The Operators; Hawkwind; G. Love & Special Sauce; The Streets; Man Or Astroman?; Inspiral Carpets; Morphine; Motorhead; Man Incorporated; David Bowie; AC/DC; dEUS; Sigur Ros; Soulwax; and most of all, ourselves and each other.
風格近似
Queens of the Stone Age; Syd Barrett; The Presidents of the United States of America; The Wonder Stuff; Mark Lanegan; Therapy?; Jeff Buckley; The Waterboys; Ween; The Wildhearts; Cake; The Prodigy; Beastie Boys; Vent 414; Tenacious D; Lemon Jelly; The Chili Peppers; Elvis Costello & The Attractions; Foo Fighters; Pop Will Eat Itself; Marcy Playground; The Stranglers; Probot; Roddy Frame; The Jimi Hendrix Experience; The Undertones; Brant Bjork & The Operators; Hawkwind; G. Love & Special Sauce; The Streets; Man Or Astroman?; Inspiral Carpets; Morphine; Motorhead; Man Incorporated; David Bowie; AC/DC; dEUS; Sigur Ros; Soulwax; and most of all, ourselves and each other.
Apologies if this seems a bit cryptic, but if you've got a range of twenty-plus musicians playing over a range of twenty-plus songs, you won't really end up sounding like anyone but whoever's playing at the time. We rock, mind you.
The Smoking Rolo Sideshow present Mucho Mojo Baby: a one-sided album of two halves and fourteen songs, competitively priced and presented on Compact Disc for your aural delectation...
The Smoking Rolo Sideshow was once a band: it had five members; it got together for practices once a week at least; it had it's own songs, and ably-mastered covers; it had a certain style and swagger; a song in its collective heart and a cheeky grin on its lop-sided mush. It folded like a DC-10 in mid-air, due to all the reasons bands normally fold and then probably a few more. There was no real bad feeling, just a sense that the germ of something decent hadn't survived outside the petri dish.
About two years later, the disparate ex-members of this one-time band would occasionally batter out a few tunes at an acoustic night, in an ancient and venerable pub on a sidestreet of a small Northern town you've probably never heard of. It was only for shits and giggles, but reminded a couple of them what they used to turn up for in the old days. "Ah, when we make the album of our lives..." was the usual drunken talk after each micro-performance. One bleary morning after, I awoke to the realisation that we had spent more time talking about this mystical project than we had actually working towards it. Sod that chummy.
Within forty-eight hours, a deposit had been laid at the local recording studio for three weeks of tape time in the Summer of 2005. Troops were rallied from all corners: the shiny new vision was not to have the same old band setup, but to draw on the musical resources of that same small Northern town you've probably never heard of to greatest possible effect. With that collective creative force behind a core of songwriters, we could set out to make a giant, wildly ambitious, vastly diverse set of recordings: a document we could be proud to call 'the album of our lives'. Furthermore, the new setup could act as a self healing unit. Someone drops out? Another can drop in, bringing something else with them to the table. Like the Hydra of Greek legend: sever one of it's many heads, and another will grow back in it's place. A fair share of pretentious waxing-lyrical to accompany the music could also be fully relied-upon to materialise.
Freed from the constraints of bands, band politics and the self-defeating power struggles therein, musicians have been cordially invited to be recorded playing against original material from the central creative powerhouse. They were never asked to contribute any money: only their skills, enthusiam, and some time out of their lives. In return they have recording time at a professional studio, songs to play against, and free god-damn beer no less. In the final shakedown, over twenty musicians agreed to be a part of this collective effort: few were confident of it's success, but all were at least prepared to turn up, tune up and rock out.
So far the experiment has been beyond anybody's expectations: at least in terms of the fact we can pull off a project like this and end up with somthing that sounds... Well, almost like rock 'n' roll. It's hardly been a smooth road to travel, but the road less travelled generally is: and where that road can lead you is wherever you want to go. With a strong local ethic of community and cameraderie, the twenty songs originally demo'ed on the 30th of June 2005 have been recorded, mixed and are ready to boot your arse out as of the 24th of November 2008.
In the words of Mister Bruce Campbell, "If you have a release date for it in advance, then it's not an independent production." It took us a while, but Mucho Mojo Baby has now been released as a real actual "look-it's-got-a-cover-and-everything" album; with a substantial print run, proudly independent, and boasting all the self-assured swagger that such an accomplishment brings. As is the very nature of such projects, the proof of it's success or failure came in the final furlong: where the initial burst of passion and creativity - and very often cash - has dwindled, and only grim determination will see your dream through to a solid conclusion. In this instance, I think all concerned have done sterlingly, and hopefully feel they have achieved something to rightly be proud of.
LAYDEEZ AN' GENNELMUN, FOR YOUR AMUSEMENT AND DELIGHT:
a video what we done for a song off wor 'new' album, entitled This Is Not That. Enjoy it, we had a ball...
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POST SCRIPT
In the long dank Summer of 2008, the merrie band of idiots in collective denial about constituting The Smoking Rolo Sideshow did reconvene; in a small studio, off a sidestreet of a small Northern town you've probably never heard of. Older, wiser, with a bit less hair, we were to embark on a second volume of foolhardiness, hope and outrageous distortion the like of which you'll never have heard. Well, we hope you hear it some time in 2009, actually...
Beezer.x
Thanks SO much for the add and the friendship. I am honored. My brand new electro EP was released on June 1st and I would love your support!
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Thanks for your support!
Jake B./Robot Bomb Shelter
Ben, sorry to hear of your New Year's Day Bed Riddeness... You didn't miss much but it's always nice to see Messrs Davidson and Waugh...
As to a post work pint. That sounds like a capital idea, but I'm taking a January sabbatical on the public drinking front until my finances are sorted out and work finally get around to paying me for my "promotion".
Happy Noo Yeor to you all the same, I fully expect to arrange a meet up with yer good self at the beginning of February.
Well alreet the Sideshow! It took its own sweet time but I can honestly say (having listened to it four times already today) it was well worth the fucking wait.
An absolute peach of an album. Surely a Mercury Music nomination awaits?
Well done Mr G, I am well and truly blown away by the aural magnificence of it all. A million, billion, gazillion kudos to you for stitching it all together, sticking with your vision and managing to put some of the flailing local talent to exceptional use.
You have done it, an absolute work of art of which you can be truly proud...
Hello B,hope everything is working well in practise,have you lot got any plans to gigs soon? One is looking forward to hearing the tunes live. Mate I got soulwax first record its called leave the story untold and its produced by Chris Goss and it SUCKS!!!
I have heard that there's a point in a young man's life when he becomes a fully fledged member of the adult community... I found a little blood in my excrement; does that mean I am now an adult?
Surf-rock / rockabilly / punk-new wave: All these terms can easily define the music of rocker veterans The Fleshtones through the years. They've been together longer than most of you have been alive, and that means something in an industry that sees many bands bands come along and go on their way within 5-6 years.
Joining these guys will be Tiger! Tiger!, the Atlanta rocktresses you should remember from the Man or Astroman? show back in '06, and Birmingham favorites The Rewinds.
Join us for a night of rock, old and new!
The Fleshtones / Tiger! Tiger! / The Rewinds
Saturday, May 26
@ The Bottletree
Doors @ 8:00
Show @ 9:00
Tix: $8
easy now dudes, its bob, johnny's housemate in the 'pool.. Nice tunes man!! check our out too, should get a show on the road, the studio is a great venue to play up here!!!
How come 'Wick is out of your durastiction now? That's a bit of a bugger, like... well, not for you, I guess...
I actually went to the Academy for that Bulletproof malarky after BB played- I had no idea they were there, or I'd have defo checked it out. I properly enjoyed that Operators CD.
I did, however, whilst in a state that can only be described as 'off my ticket', stumble into the dressing room thingy while looking for the lav. Needless to say a friendly security chap was quick to point me in the correct direction. It's always nice to know one can rely on ones mates to stand back and watch as one makes a total fucking arse of oneself!
the next week I turned up at the academy, I didn't have ID, and so that was that.
I'm totally shitting myself ower playing at the chili next week... we're on last, playing after this lad who's a proper treat singer/songwriter type, and the band who have had us opening at our first two gigs. It's all a bit quick and I'm a bit unsure, but fuck it, y'know, it'll be a lark if nowt else...
I found a computer that will bring up the myspace player here at 'wick, but it plays about 2 seconds of the first tune then goes arse about face. Gutter.
Thanks for your comment. We do appreciate it. I have to say, we are quite easy with accepting friends, but when we request one, we listen to it first. When I heard the first song I saw them ghosts walking 'round my appartment, and they actually became friends with our rabbits... I just couldn't resist:)
Anyway,
Un saludo desde Amsterdam,
Palalalaka
