
Photo By Joshua Pickering
At this point we had our band members, band name, band picture and were off to our practice space (Oranjuly’s space over at Sound Museum Brighton).
Being a solo act, rehearsal spaces aren’t typically a part of my process but ONB gave me a reason to break away from my tendencies. For example, I have this awesome Fender Mexican Fat Strat that I got for my twelfth birthday, it was my first guitar. At one point it helped me “shred” Metallica’s “Master Of Puppets” and Cream’s “Sunshine Of Your Love” but for as long as I’ve been the acoustic dude (2004ish), it has sat in its gig bag in a neglected corner under my bed among dust bunnies. Saturday was different, it forced me to use this guitar once again and fall back in love with it.
Another departure for me was the group writing. Despite our deadline, our songwriting process happened pretty organically. Evan had the idea of making our set an homage to William Shatner and Star Trek. That theme was the building blocks for “Name Your Own Price”, “Vulcan Girl”, “Beam Me Up Scotty” and Leonard Nimoy’s version of “If I Had A Hammer”. So we worked through it there in that sweaty rehearsal space with some ideas and a few beers. “I’ve never appreciated Bud Light more than I do right now,” Aaron said. I’m pretty sure we all shared those sentiments.
Speaking of Aaron, this dude is a total badass. Really creative parts and tones. During the share any ideas phase he busted out this cool keys part in 6/4. It had this great overdriven Rhodes tone and an undeniable groove. After some funky bass and drums from John and Lou, a little more structure and some vowel singing by me, we had the basis for “Vulcan Girl”.
From there we banged out our other songs, contemplated our stage outfits (gold sequin suits were mentioned but later dismissed), did interviews with Keith Pierce and Ryan Spaulding and called it a long and productive day in the studio. Thinking back on it, I’ve never had a more productive day musically.
We got back to the Middle East around 7:30PM and found out we’d be playing second at 9:30. This was an ideal spot, the less time from rehearsals to performance the more likely I was to remember what we worked on. The set felt great and while I was performing I couldn’t help but thinking we actually sounded like a band. No doubt the crowd, a packed room there to support ZUMIX, Boston Band Crush and the One Night Bands, helped make the performance.
After the rush of playing our first and last set together pulling it off sans any huge flubs I was feeling great. The real humbling moment of the night was back in the green room after the set when the manager for Annual Snowfall, the teenage ZUMIX band who totally kicked ass for a H.S. band, asked if the group could get their picture with me. It was a cute and flattering gesture. Aaron thought this was the greatest thing. “That was awesome!” he explained. “Kids can smell two things: talent and fear. They definitely saw your talent.”
As I was packing up my gear in the green room with the other guys the dynamic had changed. Where before I had seen four strangers I had just met earlier that morning, I now saw brothers in arms. We had made it through something unique, exciting and challenging together; and as I talked to all of them about their upcoming shows I knew these people, along with the other friends I made that night, were now a part of my life.