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December 21, 2006

Grass Boots

Here's a video hyping the Nevada City scene, with many dear friends featured. I pulled it off the Union's site (local newspaper). In the background is some music from the Grass Roots Record Co.'s "Family Album" comp which I recorded at Brighton Sound recently (Casual Fog, Them Hills). The sound is a bit crap, but hey.

The original article is here. (registration required)

I've become a second-citizen NC-ian over the last few years - it's been rad to be involved with that scene and record so many good bands and good friends. That involvement has led to the ground-up construction of my new studio, Station To Station, in Grass Valley/Nevada City. Brighton will be closing up shop and I'm-a moving er' thing up to the hills. Maybe a bit scary, but mostly pretty exciting. Really my only reservation is the commute and that's not a big deal when yr riding a motorcycle at top speed, grinning like a Cheshire Steve McQueen. Oh, check me out, I've got blueprints:

I'll have a new Station To Station website focused on my misadventures in engineering/production, with pics and song clips up soon. Framing starts this week - I have sessions booked for the first week of January, so I'm suitably stressed. All at once, everything all the time, all at once.

Parallel to the NC thing, we went to see our friend Joanna play at the Great American Music Hall in SF on Tues. The lady had sold out three nights! Crazytown. Noah Georgeson opened, and man, I hadn't realized Noah was such a great balladeer, really nice set from a solid dude. Anyway, Jo's set was mindblowing as well. Truly, wonderfully unlike anything I've seen at what is ostensibly a "rock" show. Crazy to see all the duders up there, with such intensity and focus. Good on them and cheers. Afterwards, I kinda had an internalized anxiety freak out in the densely crowded backstage, so apologies to anyone if I bailed early. Tangent! Part of the reason I think I react the way I do is that I've seldom liked the immediate aftershow backstage social frenzy or whatever - my own shows or otherwise. I always wanted a little space to chill out in silence for a minute or two. Wipe the sweat off and breathe. Collect a few semi-rational thoughts. Moodmaster, what can I say?

The "scene" at the GAMH? Lots of moccasins. Beards of all magnitudes (myself, no exception). A shade of haughty indie Pitchforkiness and pretense in your peasant-shirt ruffles and carefully attuned Allman Brothers couture, mayhaps? Aw, it don't matter, totally let it slide, 'cos the performances transcended. I'm proud of my friends.

Back to work,
DANA

posted by dana at December 21, 2006 10:20 AM