"Earful" was a fun song to play. I haven't played it in some time, but it may eventually make its way back into my solo set. This version is pretty tight. We all lived in the same house at the time of this gig, so it made practice very easy. The Rob I refer to is Rob Service, our buddy from Radar Secret Service. The alternative music scene in Kent/Akron in the late 1990s was pretty cool. Bands such as Kill The Hippies, Ligod, Harriet The Spy, The Party Of Helicopters, and many others were pretty active. None of those bands would make it big, but The Black Keys would succeed in making a more palatable to the masses version of that type of rock a few years later.
This song was one Mike wrote about his beloved television/VCR combo (yes, it was the 1990s) from Sony. We funked it up, and it was fun to play. It looks like our buddy Joe, who was a punk rocker who worked at Krispy Kreme in Akron, recorded this set. At the beginning, you can see us giving away flowers for people to wear in their hair. I don't remember why we had flowers, but you could feel the love in the room, man. I was working two jobs then that I cobbled together into a fulltime gig, and I bet this gig was during the workweek, probably a Tuesday, so I was going to be real tired the next day.
This song was inspired by finding something on my walk home one day. At the time, I lived in an apartment complex behind a strip mall, so I would walk down an alley behind the strip mall on my way home. One day, someone had thrown a videocassette box of a porno on the ground. I think there was a video store in the strip mall. It was a paper box, so I picked it up and took it home and put it in the recycling if I remember correctly. Its name stuck with me though and resulted in the title of this song, the lyrics of which I composed by saving my fortunes from various fortune cookies for a few weeks. Some of the lyrics even include the lucky numbers from the back of the fortunes. There wasn't much to the song obviously given its origins, but the riffs were fun to play.
20 years ago on Fat Tuesday, The GoGoBots played The Europe Gyro. It was videotaped, so I will be sharing those clips over the next few months. This was the beginning of the show. It contains the songs "Penny Dreadful" and "Distilled Crimson". We were a power trio at this point in the band, which I think was the best lineup of the band. Greg played drums, Mike played bass, and I played guitar. We all sang on various songs. We did a number of instrumentals. "Distilled Crimson" was one of them.
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