"How I Spent My Summer Vacation"

     Last night I experienced the moment that I experience for one moment every year, and spend the rest of the year thinking about. I was driving and although it was only about 8 pm, and the sun was still shining, I felt just the slightest chill as the balmy wind blew over the skin on my arms. Right then, a gust of wind from the west sent a flurry of leaves tumbling across Westnedge in front of me, and it was undeniable: summer is on its way out.
    To be fair, it's barely halfway through August and I hope this doesn't inspire that creepy, panicky feeling of impending Winter, but it's happening all around us. Summer's almost over. And, like every year since elementary school when I would make ambitious lists of things I wanted to do or accomplish over the summer (go camping. draw a lot. have a garage sale. save $50. Wait, these are still my summer goals.) I find myself evaluating what I really did and really accomplished this summer.
     Fortunately-- or unfortunately, depending on how you look at it-- for me, I was unemployed for most of the summer (which you might have read on my Myspace blog). While this severely limited my possibilities due to financial constraints and the enormous amount of time and energy I put into finding a job (which I luckily found... at the beginning of August.) the freedom I experienced was enormously transformative in a number of ways: for one, the gift of spontaneity. And this was valuable in one major way: I went to a LOT of shows, many of which were unbelievably last-minute and, some might say, poorly planned. But that's how I like to roll.
     So, this year, the question I ask myself as I feel the Chill descend over Kalamazoo is this: was it really worth it? Sleeping away the most beautiful hours of the most beautiful days we see in Michigan? Depleting my savings, my brain cells and every ounce of my bodily energy to travel across the Midwest-- across the country, in some cases-- to go to shows? Splitting my commitment-less days both writing, and agonizing about how much writing I wasn't doing? The highs and lows, all the luck and misadventures: was it really worth it?!
     In a word: yes.
     Some highlights:

-Wakarusa Music Festival. The Festie that started it all (this summer, anyway). If you've been reading my MySpace blog, you'll know that Waka was the (in?)direct cause of my unemployment this summer (that and a mega-bitch named Pattie; yes, with an "ie"). And if you've talked to me for more than ten minutes this summer, you've probably heard all about it.
     Waka. I'm just now realizing I have not written about it at all. I think it was just too enormous an experience for me to even try to articulate. I'm going to take a deep breath and do my best to pocket-size it for you:
     My roommate Nick and my good friends Alex and Rachel crammed in my Vibe with a weekend's worth of supplies and took off for Arkansas one sunny morning in early June. We arrived at Mulberry Mountain nearly 20 hours later, having braved torrential thunderstorms for most of the drive and experienced a plethora of victories and setbacks alike. Setting up camp (the four of us, plus our friend Agata, her twin sis Anna and their buddy Zach, a new friend of ours and, we would find out, the embodiment of the word "party") we had no idea what we were in for: several days of INTENSE Southern summer heat (most of which we beat by escaping the site, driving down the mountain, swimming and napping on the banks of the Mulberry River) and, of course, some truly lifechanging shows.
    The one the comes to mind: STS9. If you are into any electronic music at all, I am sure you've heard of (and probably even like) STS9. On the second night of the festival, STS9 headlined, blowing our minds for several hours from Mainstage. If I don't wrap this up in one sentence, I will be here talking for hours: This show was truly one of the greatest gifts I have ever received.
    The next night at Waka was probably the thing I had anticipated and built up in my mind the most, mainly because My Band, Umphrey's McGee, was playing a night show (they had played the previous night; a daylight set at Mainstage, which was good but not overwhelmingly so). I was "that guy" for the entire drive down and few days leading to this show: talking my poor friends' ears off about how Umphrey's is "the best live show in America;" "the most mindblowing shit you'll ever see;" etc etc etc. Unfortunately, I had become separated from my friends by the time Umphrey's took the stage (due to an enormously long and enormously unpublishable story, or set of stories) and spent the show front and center, literally, with other equally vigilant Umphrey's devotees: new friends who supplied me with water and other refreshments and, though I was in the wake of a partied-out moment, I was able to rally and had the time of my life (I even appear on the concert DVD of that show. Available on UMlive.com.). With the help of my new friends (and, not to mention, The Boys From Chicago) I truly came back to life. And, silly me, I didn't even know I wasn't living yet. Which is why I love-- LOVE-- festies. And Umphrey's.
     But that is really what Wakarusa, as a whole, did: bring me to life. I re-discovered when I was there what it meant to have fun and enjoy life, and how little it truly takes (in the way of material things, sanitary conditions, etc) to thrive and love your life.

-Shows About Town
     The walkability of Kalamazoo in the summer, as opposed to any time of year, is remarkable and lends itself incredibly well to various show-crawls. And yes, I think of them as show-crawls and not bar crawls. Why not go catch bluegrass at Bell's, indie at the Strutt and rock and Papa Pete's And hell, why not a basement show at the end there? And if I was getting REALLY crazy, why not work in a jam sesh of my very own?!
     So that's exactly what I tried to do. And like I say, my funds were limited due to my job status, but we're lucky we live in a city where cover charges are seldom over $5 to begin with, and sometimes you can get in cheap-- or even free-- by showing up late. And while I'm not advocating this, as I believe fervently in supporting local bands and venues, it's not always impossible to slide in without paying a cover. Just sayin'.    

It was my pleasure to catch a variety of Kalamazoo bands this summer; among my favorites:
     --Re-renderings of some of my classic favorites-- namely, the new facade of Ender (they're acoustically delicious!) and Their Teeth Will Be of Lions, with their newly-solo frontwoman Jay Dykehouse.
     --Elm Street Riot. Easily one of my favorite Kalamazoo bands.
     --Kathryn Tapper. This new(er) chick on the block graced the first Kzoo NOISE! showcase at Old Dog; I was truly impressed and entertained.
     --Brandon Mann and the Reprimand. Brandon Mann: He's everywhere you want to be and more. In case you haven't noticed, Kalamazoo NOISE! loves BM&TR, and I am no exception.
     --Small Town Son. Alright, alright. I know I talk all the time about how I don't like country. But seeing them one balmy night at Old Dog, Oberon in hand, out on the patio right at dusk, I actually really enjoyed their good-ol'-boy swag, and their covers that even I knew. Oh, and they have a fiddle player who totally shreds.
     --Speaking of country: Brother Bill. There has been some controversy surrounding my review of Brother Bill's album, "Wild On The Whiskey," due to a then-anonymous commentor's disagreement with, and, I think, misunderstanding of what I was trying to say (which happens in this medium! and is my fault for my colorful, and sometimes irresponsible, word choices). And allow me to set the record straight: I REALLY LIKE IT! I ALWAYS HAVE! So when I caught them at Harvey's one night, I half expected a little tension between me and at least one of the fellas in the band. But luckily for me, their personalities are as easygoing and good-natured as their music, and everyone was really cool to me. It wasn't until later that I realized that in my review, and/or subsequent comment thread, I promised them all Jim Beam shots, and didn't deliver. Awful. If you're reading this, Brothers, next time-- sorry!

-More Umphrey's
     Yes, I am an "Umphreys Fan." This fandom is unlike any I've ever experienced. I feel like I am actually addicted to Umphreys shows. There is truly nothing-- nothing.-- in the world that makes me happier than being at an Umphrey's show: pressed up against the foot of the stage, jamming hard; spaced-out, sober, or anywhere inbetween. There's nothing like having not a single care in the world because your "world" doesn't exist outside of the show. That's what seeing Umphreys is like for me.
    And I know you're probably smirking at the very least right now and might even have a slew of anti-"hippie jam band" thoughts in mind, your hand twitching in reckless anticipation of clicking the "Comment" button and unleashing a diatribe in which Trey, Dave, or-- God forbid-- Jerry, could become casualities at any moment. Or maybe not, because if you don't know I love hippie jam bands, you have no business here.
    Just kidding. But seriously.
    Anyway, Umphrey's. The two shows Umphrey's played at Waka did not satisfy, but only stoked, my desire to go to Umphrey's shows. All. Summer. Since I first saw them last summer at Rothbury, my heart had ached to be at another Umphrey's show. I don't know what it is about their live show, but like I say, there's one main word that comes to mind: addicting. And if you ask anyone who's ever been to an Umphrey's show, they will say the same thing. Not to mention, almost anyone I've ever played Umphreys' music around has asked who they were and if I could burn them some. So anyway. I'm just saying, don't knock it 'til you've heard it. And seen it.
    But, in my observation, Umphrey's is more popular EVERY SUMMER, playing more shows on a wider plane to bigger, and more enthusiastic, audiences. And to be honest, I love it. But to be just as honest: in a selfish way, I kind of wish they were still the Midwest phenomenon that they used to be; I wish they still played Papa Pete's and needed couches to crash on in Kzoo (!). I wish I could walk up to them after shows and ask them if they wanted to hang out and talk and listen to Frank Zappa records on vinyl and drink tea in my living room. But, alas, they are far too cool-- and I am far too uncool-- for that to happen. But I can dream.
     Alas, I caught them twice at Waka; once in Ohio; and once for a VERY crunchy and extremely beautiful double-set at Frederik Meijer Gardens in Grand Rapids. All were incredible, my favorite of which was the latter. On a hot, windy, gorgeous night, right at sunset, they threw down a truly unstoppable set, including one of my all-time Umphrey's faves, "Gulf Stream" (which, though it's not one they play very often, I called in the requisite drive-up-to-the-show set-prediction game) and a soul-satisfying cover of Toto's "Africa" which still makes me smile when I think about it.

-Land of Nod
    Ah, Land of Nod. If you read my rundown "Going Gonzo in the Land of Nod" on my MySpace (friends only; sorry! friend-request me if you wanna read it and can't.) then you already know everything that happened in those crazy, crazy 5 days I was involved with/ attending the fest.
     Unfortunately, there isn't a whole lot about music mentioned in that piece (I know; what?). It was really more about the experience. Which is really what Nod was to me. The lineup was so-so in the first place (aside from some killer headliners) and one of my most anticipated acts, Boombox (who we caught at Waka) was CANCELED. Bummer.
     However, I got to see not one, but TWO, sets by the incomparable Big Gigantic! The synth/ horn electro act (the brainchild of Dominic Lalli, aka my dream man) blew my mind on the Saturday of the fest, backdropped by the most glorious sunset I have ever seen in my life. If you are into electro at all and don't know Big G, please oh please check him out. It'll be so worth it.
     For me, the highpoint of the music at Nod was noneother than Kool Keith. Another show for which I was determined to be front-and-center (although there were probably only 500 or so people in attendance, so it was all too easy), KK (who moonlighted as his trippier alter-ego, Dr. Octagon) was everything I'd always imagined a Kool Keith show to be like.

So, yes, realistically, the summer is almost over. BUT: as always, there's plenty more to come. From up-and-coming local bands, to some big acts we're anticipating in Kzoo (for one, Ali Baba's Tahini; if you haven't heard of them, please search; I would just tell you but wouldn't that be anti-climacitc?) we are sure to be in the presence of some really amazing music in the coming days and months.

See you out there,
Meg [thevolumejunkie]

Announcements, etc

Hello everyone.

I thought it might be time for a bit of an update since the Bird Rights feature was my 40th post and, no, that's not a huge number, but it's a little bit of a milestone (kinda). Espect somethin' cool for the 50th ya'll. Just sayin.

I just want to thank all of my readers for coming to the site; those of you who send encouraging words, feedback, etc are very much appreciated. Those of you will less-nice things to say are appreciated as well. It's true what they say: a handful of "haters" and critics (or even just one) makes you stronger and teaches you more than a million fans, even if it hurts at first. (As Nick Flora says, "Everyone's a critic with a sharp tongue/ I, for, one have been stung/ One too many times/ It's hard to fake a smile.") But you just have to keep on truckin'! Controversies in the greater Kzoo music scene, often in the form of blog-bashing, have been going around... whether you're a musician or a writer, just keep it up-- art is art, and criticism is at the heart of being any type of artist. My hope for all artists who are part of Kalamazoo media/ culture continue to love, support, and constructively criticize one another in the hope that we will all find our voices and create some amazing legacies to leave behind, in whatever medium we so choose.

Without further ado, a couple exciting news tidbits:

[NOISE! Convention]
When I first launched TVJ, I had an idea to have a big show with some of my favorite local bands to promote the site. That never occurred, since I have no idea how to go about booking a show... alas, the intervention of Fate brought two lovely young men into my life with their lovely new site, Kalamazoo NOISE!. As a contributing writer for KN, I'm pleased to announce that we will be hosting a HUGE bash, coined "NOISE! Convention." I believe I've briefly mentioned it previously, but I wanted to reiterate: this is a HUGE-ASS SHOW (16 bands will be playing) to which you and ALL of your friends are more than invited!! (Check out the Facebook invite here.... go ahead, RSVP, you know you wanna.) This is, no doubt, better than anything I could've cooked up. I am SO excited for this and I hope all of you guys will be there. It's going to be amazing. Here are the deets:

What? Quite possibly the most incredible show of all time. Ever.

Who? The Hex Bombs, Ghosts of the Great Lakes, Ender, Hello Victor, Please Promise, Branden Mann and the Reprimand, Elm Street Riot, Brena, Trixy Disco, The Sedgwyck Agent, Sara Never Loved Me, Dead Scene Radio, The Post Addition, Crash City Saints, Dunktank, and Kathryn Tapper. And me of course (and the other KN! boys and gal). And most importantly, YOU!

When? April 29th... the last day of exams for all you WMU folks!!! What a killer way to unwind!

Where? Both stages of The Strutt at the corner of Stadium and Academy.

To date, we've got exactly 400 confirmed guests on Facebook... just sayin', all the cool kids will be there. No pressure or anything. Come on out! Bring your friends! This will be a night none of us will forget! Please be sure to introduce yourself... I can't wait to see your beautiful faces!


[Upcoming Publications]
RECOIL: Check out the April '10 issue for an article by "yours truly" (I hate when people say that) which will hit newsstands (not so much newsstands as countertops in various music-peopley places like Fourth Coast, Guitar Center, and many other places in the greater Kalamazoo/ Grand Rapids area) April 1st... no foolin'!

REVUE: I've got a pending article for this which may or may not run. Long story...

KALAMAZOO NOISE!: As always, keep checkin'.

[Cool Upcoming Stuff]
April 7th at The Strutt: Koji, Ender, and Kevin Devine. AMAZING AMAZING AMAZING AMAZING AMAZING. Also be on the lookout for my coverage of this show via KN!

If you're not excited right now, check your pulse homey. For reallz.

XOXO
--Meg Alexander (thevolumejunkie)

PS: Don't forget to add me on Facebook and MySpace for any and all blog updates and other related matters. Big hugs to all of you who have already :) Later days!