Doth thy know wherest said band name “Dirty Ghosts” origines from? Well if you didn’t catch the answer to the same $45 (CDN) question on last night’s Canadian Jeopardy, the answer (not in question form, CRTC laws) is a Norm MacDonald joke! On an old Letterman appearance, Normy (fellow Ottawan) was referencing the ‘comet chasing via suicide’ cult the Raëlians (who succeeded in the suicide part) saying something like “Now I can’t ever watch a comet go by without imagining a bunch of dirty ghosts trailing behind it!” Old Torontonian friends of ours, Andrew, Dave, Flanagan & Carson thought this joke was funny enough to name their high school band after. Two live gigs later that hot act broke up.
Fa(s)t Fwd to decades later present day times… Allyson and I felt the name fitting enough to lift for our own. And here we are, the Ladies’ Ghost, if you will, in need of yet another drummer for our Spinal Tap themed touring drummer issue. Who wants in?! Why it’s Andrew Mosinski! Original Norm joke loving OG Dirty Ghosts member!! So last week he flew over to SF via T.Dot for an INTENSE pre-tour practice schedule. What ensued was endless eating, complaining, burrito wolf-seshes, a Tragically Hip show (!), pizza slams, a low impact song run through, donut comparison via eating, and perhaps about 400 cocktails… And that was just Andrew!
So what next made the most sense was to rent a van and begin the tour 20 hours outside San Francisco, over in Denver, CO! After a fun Facebook check-in at a brothel in Winnemucca, NV, we arrived promptly at Moe’s BBQ in Denver! Our buddy Danny Sax booked the show and gave us a warm welcome with BBQ & drink which was DEFINITELY the way to Andrew’s heart. This was our 2nd gig at Moe’s (and 2nd touring drummer) and although the turnout was light (long way to the top) the vibes were noyce! Future Single Mom opened up the show with a great set, and post gig I convinced band members Maureen & Bennett to watch my dog Teddy whilst we loaded out. Oh, BTW, I brought our band manager, my Shih Tzu Teddy, along for the beginning of this tour!.. For his cool managing skills… They’re not ruff! Arf you kidding me? Danny set us up at his place where we had the pleasure of meeting his tortoise Pushkin, gabbing, and sleeping comfortably.
First gig down, we are feeling good, partaking in an ungodly sodium intake, van weight lifting (women only… For exercise… For health!), Longmont Potion Castle referencing, documenting a terrifying food consumption log, blasting many a Killdozer & Ministry marathons, and getting revved for our gig at the Replay in Lawrence Kansas tonight!
How many songs will we play this eve?? Tune in here tomorrow for the crazy boring answer!!
Quit yer bellyachin! The Blog is Bach!!!! We spent the last two days in the Grand Ol’ Ville of Nash! And it treated us righteously.
Our journey to Nashville began in the van with some easy morning listening to the respectable quality jams of Can and Amon Duul and 8 hours later degenerated into three of us aggressively and emotionally belting out every word to Alice in Chains “Dirt”. We were as equally stoked as we were super disturbed that ALL three of us knew all the words. A few miles outside of Nashville Erin began reading my mind and suggested we stop at Dairy Queen for a cone, which she pronounced “coawne”. (We as a band are really innovative with our language skills and are always trying to find new and excoiting ways to pronounce words!!!) We pulled over and skipped holding hands into Dairy Queen, while Ben, our vegan drummer, shredded the gnar (to obtain a zen state of mind) of the DQ parking scene. Erin and I went up to the counter and placed our orders. We soon realized that the DQ Artisinal Iced Creme Artiste© happened to speak our language due to her deep southern accent when she replied “here’s yer COAWNE!”
We pulled into Nashville and straight into our manager Ryan Quigley and his sweet ass GF Angela Kluttz’s awesome house. They made us feel extremely welcome by greeting us with an array of fine cheeses on a platter which we tazzed through, as is tradition. That night we felt the need to have a drink and infuse our clothing and hair with the smell of cigs, so we popped into the 3 Crow for a nightcap. A few drinks in we received a text from previously absent DG member Nick Andre that he had touched down in Nashville and would indeed be joining the tour!!!
The following morning we awoke fresh faced and ready to take on the day! Nick and Ben went on a man-mission to buy manly items like drum HARDWARE, DRUM rugs and grrrrrrrr DRUMS!!!!! They went looking for pawn shops to locate their items but wound up in the house of a guy named “Slim”. Not only did Slim sell them the rug off his floor but attempted an unsuccessful last minute up-sell of his vast collection of men’s ties.
As the day was winding down we headed to our venue for the night “The End” where we learned upon loading in that we had about 7 hours till show time. That only meant one thing: drive back to Ryans and put on pajamas immediately. Erin put on Game of Thrones on volume 1,000 while everyone avoided the TV room for the next 4 hours and before we knew it, it was time to head to the club to play our powerfully moving live set. Some ol Nasvhille buds Chet, Jemina, Melissa and John showed up which amped us up to the tits. We blasted through our set for the first time as a foursome on this tour and it was super fackin’ fun!
We woke up today to a rude realization that it had been 48 hours since we had eaten pizza so we furiously packed our shit and burned rubb down to Five Points Pizza, a sweet new joynte opened by buddy Tanner Jacobs. Many slices and millions of carbs and oil later we piled in the van and now we’re on our way to New Orleans. Till then blog buddiez!!!
Sorrrreeee Mama! It’s been a few days since we blogged!
Friday, we played the Lager House in Detroit. About that, playing fourth of four bands at 1am is sort of rough! But what’s rougher is the old man who insisted on critiquing us post show! I was told I “play bass like a girl”, which considering my gender, seems pretty reasonable! He went on to show me pictures of his bass collection on his cell phone, interjecting his phone over the nice folk buying merch. When Allyson came over he started playing her songs by his old band, The Romantics, also interrupting merch selling. The guy was brutal!* Anyways, The Woolly Boollies from Cleveland opened up, they were awesome, and Charlie Slick was cool too. There was definitely a bongo player in the 3rd band, & it was his bday so we dedicated our shortened set to him when we blasted onto the stage at 1:05am.
Did the border in Windsor after the show… So that was Detroit in a bongo nutshell.
*we wikied the Romantics bass player on our drive to Toronto… He left the band in 1982, a cool thirty years ago (not depressing!)!
Toronto was a tight ass homecoming! We popped by our buddy Katie Whitaker’s new bar in Kensington, ‘Thirsty & Miserable’ which just opened… It’s pretty great! Little punk rock hole in the wall featuring brewskis from around the planet, but with a nice selection of Ontario & Quebec brews.
We played at the legendary Silver Dollar Room and our pal Sian’s band The Sphinxes opened up the show, who were great… Allyson’s pals Stuart & Kieran played in the support band the Two Koreas and they put on an awesome show! Super fun to see old pals & have some overdue old timey bro downs. Classic Bar Comedy recording artist NICK FLANAGAN did us the honor of mc-ing the night & performing his punny brand of comical yuks… It was pun! Might have been almost as good as a Zoo Bombs show judging from the crowd’s enthusiasm!
We went back to Allyson’s folks’ pad and fully fucking INHUMANELY wolfed down a crazy spread of snacks that left ALL of us a bit disturbed with our behaviours, manners & life choices (see photo).
Allyson snuggled with Stolie, her parents’ golden retriever and all was well with the woyld!
Up next, Ottawa Sunday night at the Dominion Tavern! I’m from Ottawa and have spent many an hour in the Dom. I’ve seen some great shows there over the years too, so I was b’yawnd pipyamped to finally play there! Ottawa was probably up there with one of our best shows of tour, we sold hell of merch and my entire family represented! My buddy’s Ryan Hough & Luke’s bands opened – Books on Books & Boyhood – supreme sets for both of em. Ryan played his bitchin’ flaming Squier Stratocaster that you’ll all remember from his successful high school rocknroll outfit ‘Cliff Claven & the Mailmen’!
This show took us to our much needed DAY OFF. The day off consisted of sleeping, zzzing, snoring, dreaming, nightmaring, worrying about taking a blog-break, and sleeping! We went for a nice jaunt with the dogs through my Dad’s neighborhood of Westboro, got good coffee and gabbed up a storm. There were multiple trips to the Super Store, and the overeating continued, as is tradition.
Seventeen pounds heavier, we got in the van yesterday and shampooed it over to Montreal. Our buddies Jeremy & Jen put us up and took us out for a nice dinner, and then we headed to the venue, Jacky & Judy’s. We were greeted by Noah the production fella, who took great care of us. The club itself was pretty great, nice bar and very cool show space. Our sound lady Eve was perhaps my fave of our tour so far!
My Dad & his girlfriend came and brought a nice crew of pals to fill up the room. We had perhaps our strongest encore requests of the tour, which has gotten us discussing learning either RHCP’s ‘Breaking the Girl’ or ‘Axel F’ by Harold Faltermeyer as an encore closer… We’ll let you, the ‘fans’, decide for us in the blog comment section below!
Jeremy took us over to his neighbourhood bar Sparrow for a wee bit of post show ragery!
Al’s old buddy Danny Marks & his crew came along and we enjoyed the classy mixology liquids that we were served!
We ended up back at Jer’s crib around 2:30am and introduced him to the EVILS of Flamin Hot Cheetos®, an American delicacy that is rightfully illegal in Canada.
After that we hit the sack, red fingered & red lipped. I dreamt I was married to Chester Cheetoh© and that my life was b’yawnd KEWL!
Then we awoke this morning to the worst disaster of tour so far… Someone STOLE Allyson’s huge vitamin sac! This wasn’t cool!!!!!!!!! Before filing a police report she found them where she wastedly put them last night, in her jean jacket (what an IDIOT!!!!!)
Now we’re back in the grand US of A, heading to the biggest of all apples, the big apple! Allyson has already gotten us pulled over by a NY State Trooper. We have a super cool ticket to commemorate that event with, and are now enjoying a beaut of a ride through Adirondack country!
We are discussing the Canadian ‘trying too hardness’ of bands like Platinum Blonde & the Rainbow Butt Monkeys (who later became Finger 11), getting jazzed about our Cake Shop gig with the Turbofruits tonight, and just generally SNACKING!
We have two exciting nights ahead in NYC, and you KNOW we just gotta blog it out!!
So fackin’ stay tewwwned!
Xo McCanada O’Dermzies