Hello! Welcome!
Laban here reporting to you all, I am the back-up vocalist/bass player for the band. I have been sitting around the studio for the last couple of days doing no more than reading, taking care of children, and thinking about topics that I can blog about.
This frequent adventure all starts with a phone call. The recipient of which varies from time to time. On this particular occassion, my dad, Dana DeBoer, is on the receiving end. Rather timidly, the request to borrow his car seeps through the awkward smile that is plastered on my face (I hate asking people for favors as big as this, especially when the weather is as bad as it is currently in Denver, Colorado). Without a pause, my dad replied, “Yeah! When will you be back?”. What a generous man, my pappy! To make a long portion of this longer story shorter, my dad ends up giving us his car for the entire week with a single catch: I have to take him to the bus stop tomorrow morning so that he can catch his plane to California.
Next comes the trip. It is about a 30 minute drive from our home of Federal Heights, Colorado (a suburb of Denver) to the vastly beautiful plains of Frederick, Colorado. So, naturally, we have an assigned DJ for every trip to the studio. This DJ’s quality will decide how much food we ration him once we get up to the studio. Here’s the scale:
Excellent - 1 bowl of cereal (milk included), 10 pizza rolls, 2 cans of soda.
Good - 1 bowl of cereal (no milk), 9 pizza rolls, 2 cans of soda that have been violently shaken.
Decent - 1 bowl, 7 pizza rolls, 2 cans of soda (1 of which has already been half-way devoured).
Poor - 4 pizza rolls, 1 can of soda, 1 empty can.
Terrible - Wood chips, a leaky drain pipe.
Upon arriving at the Studio, we take all of our stuff down to the basement and begin working. For the past couple of weeks we have been working on our EP. This same EP will be released exclusively in less than a week at a conference in Texas, and officially released online sometime this spring. So, you can imagine the strenuous days and endless nights, having produced all of the music ourselves. Because this is such a long and tiring process we would like to thank our rockin’ guitarist/technical genious, Andy. Also, this process does not require the use of all three band members, which is a large part of the reason that I have been charged with the task of writing our blog. That and i’m weird and spazzy. I guess that they are hoping this will, in some way, win over the select of our fans that actually read our blogs (which by the way, since you are, thanks). Somewhere in the midst of all this hard work we find time to take frequent snack and snuggle breaks.
Now, I wish to take this time right here to thank the band’s mutual father figure, Jake Ishmael. He is an extremely generous man who not only provides us with food, shelter, and everything that we could ever need for recording our songs, but also hundreds of valuable lessons in any and all areas of life that we could ever hope (or hope not) to face. We love him probably more than we could love a human baby. We love his human baby alot too though.
There is something very nice about stepping into a familiar home where you know you are cared for, and can record the music that you love. I hope we never lose the appreciation that we have come to know for it.
So, this is our journey. Our Endeavor. We make music because we enjoy music. And it’s worth taking care of four screaming, fighting, whining children (who I absolutely love and would take care of even if they didn’t have a studio), who take hours to finish a math worksheet in order to bring you, our audience, one of the things that moves us. It’s more than just tones, pitches, and lyrics to us. It’s our hearts, creatively infused into a tiny little wave that can be tucked safely away in your inner ear. So, please, enjoy. And thank you so very much for supporting us.
We love you all so dearly.
Salidaise.