Performance Review from the UMASS Daily Collegian

On monday, Darlingside played a short set in the Hampden courtyard at UMASS-Amherst as part of a six-band battle of the bands called “Paper Jam”. It certainly didn’t feel like a battle (prizes were never really discussed, nor were the judges not shwasted, nor did they not brandish pictures of rocket ships as their means of “judgement”), but rather an excuse to make music and merriment. The atmosphere was lovely, the other bands were fantastic, and you know somebody above is looking out for you when your gig just happens to be located next to a bona-fide vat of trail mix being aggressively doled out to the masses by people with no association to the event. It’s so collegiate it hurts. But the point is that we were written up as part of the UMass paper’s coverage of the event, and Dave Coffey had some very nice things to say:

Fourth in the lineup was the insanely talented string-rock quintet Darlingside from Northampton.… With their distinctive instrument choices, Darlingside seamlessly melded hook-drenched classical-rock melody lines with substantially infectious grooves, thanks in no small part to arguably the meatiest drums one has ever heard played under a string section. Even more impressive is that despite the overwhelming instrumental presence, the vocals were, if anything, even more noteworthy, as they resonated clearly and truly without being buried by the amazing instrumental skills. Arguably, Hampden Courtyard has never heard such serene and well executed harmonized vocals, much less from a quintet of string rockers.

What a kind, kind man. In other news, the Darlingside household has been Spring Cleaned! Springed Clean? Clean Sprung? Anyway it looks great, and the leaves are coming back in, and what a wonderful world, and all you need is love. Whoop!

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Darlingside Embraces Diversity…

…of gigs. I mean, obviously we embrace and endorse most types of diversity (diversity of opinions about when rehearsal begins is one prime example), but our gigging schedule last week and this coming weekend highlights the vast range of venues we play, audiences we play for, and compensation packages we receive. What’s that you say? We’ll do anything to play music, go anywhere, play anytime? Ridiculous accusation.

Opening for Nada Surf and Dawn Landes

We kicked off our Diversity Tour last Wednesday night with our first gig at a bona fide rock club. Pearl Street Nightclub, right in the bustling center of Northampton, is part of the Iron Horse Entertainment Group, and regularly attracts some of the big names in the business. We were particularly excited to be sharing the stage with Nada Surf, a nationally and internationally-recognized act (they’re going to Japan in a couple of weeks!) that had a big hit a few years ago, and Dawn Landes, an indie-rocking singer/songwriter backed by a flannel-clad crew of, well, indie rockers. Our local crowd came out in force for the event, and good times were had by all.

Precinct Bar in Boston

With the first stop of the tour, the “Big Gig at the Real Club,” behind us, we moved on to the second leg: the “Average Awesome Bar for our Not Average Awesome Boston Fans” leg. After a day of brushing up on some new songs and working on some new covers (more on that later), we made the four-hour trip (the first 2 hours were spend sitting in traffic right in Hadley, then in Northampton on 91, then in the parking lot of a convenient McDonald’s for a pit stop) out to Somerville, MA and the Precinct Bar. Even at this early point in our young careers, we’ve played lots of bars similar to The Precinct, but the combination of a full (if small-ish) room and our loyal Boston-area fans made this one particularly special. Or maybe it was the stage with the swooping front edge, so that it felt like we were part of the crowd. Or maybe the free cider at the bar helped. Actually, it was probably that the band debuted the cover “Shout!” of Animal House fame, to an Animal House-like response from the crowd. In any case, while this gig was average on the outside, it was better than that. Also, the drive home was only an hour and forty-five minutes.

Don’s diverse new guitar!

The following night was the “Small-Format Acoustic House Party” gig. These gigs have special significance to me, because as the drummer, I don’t have to do anything. While the rest of the band still has to play their instruments, I get to tap gently on my snare drum with anything and everything that’s not a drum stick. Nevertheless, the rest of the band excels at this diverse type of gig, where they get to prove that they don’t need tube amps and fancy cellos with extra strings to make music. I, however, do need a kick drum to do much of anything useful, so I’m bringing one next time we play the “Acoustic House Party” leg of Diversity Tour mkII. I’m already looking forward to it, because another thing that makes these stops unique is the abundance of delicious food and drink, rare at “less diverse” types of gigs.

We’re now exactly half way through our tour, with some of the most diverse stops still to come: Thursday we have the “Small (But Not as Small) Format Quasi-Acoustic Gig at a Restaurant in Exchange for Dinner” stop, followed by the “Outdoor Tent Party Pretending We’re DJ’s for College Kids” stop, and finally the “Outdoor Music Festival with Several Other Local Bands” stop next Monday, at UMass Amherst. We’ll keep you posted…

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Lost Weekend Gig Recap

We have been remiss in the performance recapitulation sector, specifically with regards to the weekend of March Twelfth to Thirteenth, in the year of our Lord 2010. I have therefore been sentenced to recollect, mustering the best of my waning faculties, the chronological events comprising the above.

The Local 269 in New York was positively tectonic. We had some band godmothers up in there. We had some ex-roommates and some stalwart friends… Matt Earle was formally inducted as our first Darlingside SuperFan, having now attended the same number of gigs as Dave’s Newsies hat.  Auyon paid homage to this feat by wearing a sleeveless undershirt with black suspenders.  We had never shared the stage with a “funk-hop” group before, but the Downbeat Keys were a sweet, groovy revelation.  Levain Bakery yielded two-pound cookies on the way out of Manhattan, and we left sated. We’ll see you New Yorkers again soon (May 6 at Banjo Jim’s and then a bowling/music bonanza at Brooklyn Bowl on June 15!).

The following eve, we dragged our equipment through an ice storm into a restaurant/brewery, where we served up a couple hours of acousticy tune-fare in exchange for homemade beer and joyful hamburg. A few surprise friends showed up from Williamstown to help us make merry. The sleety-slushy drive home was the same amount of fun as going back and watching “The Land Before Time” twenty years later and realizing it’s not actually that good.

*Bonus Ticket-selling Recap:

Harris and Don attempt to table at UMass-Amherst for the Nada Surf show, without a table

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Abby Leaves, Band Stays Behind…

…House in danger.

Well, not really in danger, per se.  More like in chaos.  The kind of chaos that only five 20-odd year-old guys obsessed with little other than music (and, in Harris’ case, getting ripped at the local Cross Fit gym) can muster.  Luckily for the state of the kitchen, Auyon and Harris are both gone until tomorrow, so the common spaces in the house have another 12 hours to brace themselves for the inevitable mayhem.  Starting tomorrow evening, the unspoken dialog will go something like this:  “Dinner’s over?  Time to start rehearsal again.  Dishes?  What dishes?  We’ll do them later, with Abby’s help…wait…she’s in the Galapagos Islands, covered in Blue Footed Boobie excrement, loving every minute of it.”  (Abby is there doing academic research on Boobies.  The rest of the band wishes they could find a way to do academic research on…nevermind.  Ed.)

No, but seriously.  While we’re not complete slobs–I mean, not COMPLETE slobs–we might have to muster a little bit of extra motivation in Abby’s absence to keep the place looking respectable.  What do YOU think?  Can five dudes keep a small house clean for six weeks?  (Post thoughts below, please.  If you challenge us enough, maybe we’ll post some pictures…)  The challenge will be heightened by all that’s on the docket for the band in the next six weeks.

Drumroll… Segue…

Caitlin Canty will be returning on Tuesday for the last tracking session for her upcoming release Neon Streets, due out sometime this spring.  Don and Dave and I are hard at work on her tracks, nailing down some of the backing vocals on some, and the rhythm beds on others.  When she arrives, it’ll be one last flurry of capturing her lovely voice and guitar, and it’ll be off to the races with mixing the project, which should be done within two weeks!  We’ve had a blast working with her, and we’ve learned so much in the process.  As a total noob (read: partially/mostly/totally incompetent) recording engineer, I’ve had the chance to put my gear and my ears to the test, which has been an invaluable learning experience for me.  Dave now knows which knobs make his bass come through the studio monitors, and also which knob is for turning up the volume, so he has learned something also.

Speaking of mixing, we’ll be spending a few hours sometime in the coming days remixing (no, not in the club dance track way) one of our songs that we’ve been excited to release for a while.  We finished tracking it a few weeks ago, and we’ve been holding out on the release just because we want to make sure it sounds great before we let you all judge it.  Our egos are fragile.  So sue us.

Those new songs I spoke of last time are coming along well, and should be ready for our big gigs coming up!  We’re excited to be breaking on to some new scenes at the end of March and in April, including my hometown of Concord, New Hampshire, and my favorite city in the world, Portland, Maine.  We’re currently in the middle of a much-needed two-week hiatus from gigging, but we’re looking forward to kicking things off again at Pearl Street Nightclub with Nada Surf on March 31st.  It should be a great show!

So while we miss Abby very much (I can’t decide whether I’m thrilled that I won’t “have” to eat an 8 oz. brownie every night or devastated that dessert may be confined to my dreams for the next 35 days…not that I’m counting), we should have no trouble staying busy enough to pass the time quickly. I’ve started by penning this little Hiaku in between takes of Don’s sweet harmonies:

A Thought

by Sam Kapala

WTF?

Brownies do not bake themselves

Damn Galapagos.

See you out there…

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A Thought

Abby, we miss you.

Brownies do not bake themselves.

Damn Galapagos.

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