Hazy Memories from the Viper Room.

as usual, our name was either misspelled or hanging off the sign.  keep it real, los angeles.

as usual, our name was either misspelled or hanging off the sign. keep it real, los angeles.

Every show lately seems to get bigger.  We’ve essentially always done the same thing, which is to say, attempt to have very little attitude, try to interact with our fans and friends like we were playing a basement in New Jersey, and not take the whole thing so seriously.  Not to say we don’t try.  We try very hard up there to play with energy.  I hate bands that go up there and act holier than thou.  It’s music.  It’s a hot sweaty room.  If it was a competition, it would be a sport.  Ironically, I think the competitive bands are the ones that never played any sports.  Music is their playing field.   All of us in the Fight played sports, so we got it out of our system.  Plus, you can drink whiskey when you play music.

a packed room and a sing-a-long.

a packed room and a sing-a-long. the drunk guy in the center was saying weird shit to me all show.

We had some music peeps at the show, everyone we met we thought were awesome.  Matty from Dig Lounge and Jon from LA Snark were there.  Some new faces and a lot of ones we love to see every time.  There was condensation on the walls and people spilling into the streets.  We got to spend some time with almost everyone there.  At one point, some people I know from work, high school, my old work, college and I think five people who came Back to the Future in the Delorian all were on my rooftop screaming over a bottle of Yamazaki about things that had nothing to do with FFA or music or anything.

To me, that is exactly the point.

leave it all on stage.  except your wallet and cell phone.

leave it all on stage. except your wallet and cell phone.

I think whether the Fight ends up all over the world or whether it ends up memories, this exact time period is where it is at.  It’s that point where it is better than it used to be.  There are people at shows you don’t recognize and thanks to people like Kat Corbett, we’re hearing our song on KROQ.  We are playing shows with amazing bands like Saint Motel (who are really nice, btw).  We are putting our friends who have been supporting us since 2005 in packed rooms with fun people and we are holding on to our 20s for dear life.

krook bringing some thunder bass.

krook bringing some thunder bass.

We have always wanted to be a band FROM Los Angeles.  This blog hopes to be to “LA Bloggers” what FFA hopes to be to the LA music scene.  Somewhere below it poking holes in the canopy and marvelling at the bullshit dripping down.  We are all pretty average people that are really lucky to have so many people on the ride with us.  So really, thank you to all of you.  It continues to be a total trip and an absolute pleasure.

We’re working on a mid-summer blowout at the Troubadour because everyone keeps telling us how fun those two shows were back at the turn of the 09 calendar.  We’re on it.

Here are some more pictures from the night courtesy of the great Chris Cuttriss.  I am glad he took pictures.  All I remember was flashing colored lights.

bud light.  the king of beers' younger, sexy sister.

bud light. the king of beers' younger, sexy sister.


at one point i recall krook wore a space helmet.  thought i was dreaming.

at one point i recall krook wore a space helmet. thought i was dreaming.


the one and only.

the one and only.


keep it real los angeles.

keep it real los angeles.


miner.

miner.


it's hot on stage.

it's hot on stage. it's like being in a sauna at points.


i love this picture of krook.

i love this picture of krook.


this is why the next day all our necks hurt.  you never remember why in the morning.

this is why the next day all our necks hurt. you never remember why in the morning.

Anyway.  All the best to you this weekend and make sure to play some MJ tunes to celebrate his amazing career.  The best way to pay tribute and to mourn is to celebrate how much amazing pop music he came out with.

Stay classy, Lost Angeles…

Z

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2 responses to “Hazy Memories from the Viper Room.

  1. JACKSON

    I am all about this.

    Sick pics btw.

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