Saturday, November 17, 2012

Adios, Funhouse

October 31, 2012

Bye bye, Funhouse; you were good, but I'm certain the condos that replace you will be great.  The Funhouse is still looking for a place to re-spawn, and I hope they find a good spot, but this is it for now: the final night of the Funhouse.  Fitting, I suppose: if you're going to have a final bash at the place with the big scary clown on the marquee, it may as well be on Halloween.


Tuesday, November 13, 2012

The Mars Bar

The Mars Bar is the club side of Cafe Venus-- the two places are built in tandem; you enter Cafe Venus, pay the cover at the doorway that connects Venus to the Mars Bar, get your stamp, and enter the bar area.  It's recently come under new ownership, so both the restaurant and venue are being run much differently than they were for the last few years.

For the record: the food at Cafe Venus is pretty good.  They have traditional bar food as well as a lot of vegetarian/vegan options.

The venue itself is fairly small and intimate, with a mid-size stage (much improved from the first time we played here) and a solid PA (appropriate for the size of the venue).  Bands split the door, and there are tables across from the stage for merch.

Not unlike the 2 Bit's Monday Metal Madness, the Mars Bar is currently hosting RadGoat Fridays, which is hosted by ubik.s Michelle, and has been building up Mars Bar Fridays as a punk and metal event night in town.  Saturdays are being booked by Daswasup GIG, setting up a more garage-style night, and giving the Mars Bar a solid lineup.

Monday, October 29, 2012

Why would you play this place?

Well... I rarely do this, but as an addendum to my original write-up of Fuel, it's probably worth noting that I've undersold how poorly this place treats, represents, and reproduces the sound of bands. 

The stand-out problem is still the bad, bad sound... but my initial complaint was something I assumed was the sound guy's preference: running everything through the mains.  Now it's obvious the people running sound at Fuel are just incompetent. A goth/industrial show went spectacularly wrong, as the programmed drums/sequenced synths weren't put through the sound system... so the audience basically had a night where one of the main elements of the music was completely missing.

The bands fought and argued and contested the inability of the sound guy to make the show audible, but musicians aren't a priority at Fuel, and aren't taken seriously.  How much respect do bands get?  Well... they weren't allowed to start playing until the football game was over, so the flat screen TVs are much more important than the bands.

Though the show started late-- don't be ridiculous: you simply cannot turn off the TVs when football is on-- all the bands did get to play... because, when half of your music can't be heard by anyone, it's not a big deal when the musicians storm off the stage.  It keeps the sets short, and you're not missing anything.

Actually, you'd miss less if you just never went to Fuel.  Bands shouldn't play there.  People who want to see bands should see them somewhere else.  With so many other venues in Seattle, why should shows (bands or audience) ever have to deal with Fuel?

Leave this place to flat screen televisions broadcasting The Big Game.

Thursday, October 11, 2012

On Stage 24 - Dare to suck

A continuing series of insights from the stage at the local club level...


Don't compare yourself, Mike...
it ain't healthy
24. This was a piece of advice dropped by Tape Op magazine, but most musicians are struggling to live up to their heroes... and never will. Just accept that you'll never be Hendrix (or Entwhistle or Miles Davis or whoever) and you'll never compare yourself favorably to the people you've idolized since you first picked up an instrument.  If you think you'll never measure up, if you think you suck, so be it-- dare to suck, and just keep playing.


  
Even limited to my experiences, this list is nowhere near complete.  I planted it as one of the first pages when I began this blog with the very first handful of points from the quickest surface skim of my gray matter.  It will continue to grow.