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Date: Tuesday May 31, 2011Posted in: Uncategorized
From left to right and top to bottom: Natalie, Alex, Chris, George, Al, Reid
Red Cross Benefit
Date: Sunday May 15, 2011Posted in: New Orleans show
As you may know by now, we are headlining Tipitina’s Uptown this Thursday. We will be donating all of our earnings to the Red Cross to help out with the tornado disaster that ripped up Tuscaloosa. Additionally, the Red Cross has been trying to raise more money because of all the flooding happening across the country. The Red Cross helped plenty of us directly in the aftermath of the storm, so this our chance to give something back. Here is an excerpt from our press release regarding the show:
On April 27, 2011 an F5 Tornado ripped through Mississippi and Alabama, destroying many cities in the region including Tuscaloosa. “Parts of town were unrecognizable even to people that are from here,” says writer and music critic for wellthatscool.com Bo Hicks. “The Red Cross is doing some great stuff. It’s truly been amazing.”
The Blue Party has made significant strides in Tuscaloosa within the last year; appearing on the cover of the U of A student newspaper, The Crimson White, recording their most recent album “Too Young,” at Old Capital Studios in Tuscaloosa, as well as developing strong friendships with the music community. “It’s really great to see a band like The Blue Party do something like this,” says Hicks. “Tuscaloosa has really grown to love The Blue Party because there ain’t no party like a Blue Party.”
In commemoration of the Thor movie coming out, I’d just like to point out that George wore a Thor mask/helmet for the entirety of our last tour (not just onstage). He bought it in the kids section of a Wal-Mart. I’ll give it 2:1 odds that he wears it at Tipitina’s this Thursday.
- Reid
Uh yeah, can I have 4 pounds of super-lean boiled ham, please?
Date: Monday May 9, 2011Posted in: Uncategorized
(Reid actually said that.)
A plastic fork and a large styrofoam cup full of red beans. Thank God it’s monday, and thank GOD I’m back in New Orleans. Every successive week on the road feels like twice as long as the previous. The first week is normal, the second week feels like two weeks, the third week feels like a month and so forth. You just miss the little things, you know? Tuning in to O-Z, smelling a crawfish boil somewhere nearby, seeing people *gasp* drinking in public! It makes so much damn sense. Why can’t I just walk across the street with my beer? Why can’t I enjoy the park AND a daiquiri? You miss hearing everyone call each other “baby” (pronounced: beigh-beh) and the way nobody really understands how to drive down here. Nobody here knows how to dance either, but we all do it. It’s just too hot to give a damn, really.
There are so many things you miss, but you don’t even quite realize it until you get back from being in many different places. Of course consciously you miss your friends and your favorite bars and eateries, the weather and the river, but i find it’s hard to remember the little things. Little things like New Orleans’ regional speech inflections and its legitimate broad kindness. Being on the road with people brings you so much closer to them for better or worse, but also in a sense those connections you have become your entire world. You all start to separate from and simultaneously become more like each other. It goes with you everywhere, it’s impossible to avoid (not to say that we would), and because it’s always in your mental foreground and background, it grows your roots. It’s what you know now.
We make friends all over the place and some of those friendships have already lasted for years. We love going back to towns to see people and places we know and love (Berger in Manhattan, Taylor and the Garden Center crew in Starkville, Jay Scott in Decorah, Alexandria and Belinda in Macomb, and Nikki and Anna formerly of Milwaukee now in Omaha and Billings, respectively, to name a few. These people are not only great to us but they are also kickass themselves. They open their doors and we close down their livers). On the flip side, when you come home to people and places more, uh…more. I dunno. Real? Tangible? Visceral? Overt? You remember who you are, what you’re really doing, and what’s important in your daily life all over again.
By pulling out of the other side of the haze and having your base reaffirmed, the end of tour inevitably shifts your POV; you go through the rest of your life with at least a slightly different perspective. We’re thankful that this tour was both lucrative and immensely fun and and we can’t wait to go back out. We’ve got great stories to tell you in the coming weeks so stay tuned for some tasty licks.
Oh yeah and we play Tip’s on Thursday, May 19th with Royal Teeth so come party with us at our first show back home.
Here’s a picture right before we left Decorah, IA a couple of weeks ago.
Peace and Love,
- T.












