It’s a newsletter quite unlike any we’ve ever seen. Oddly enough, it doesn’t contain much actual news. (Though the news it does contain we consider especially groundbreaking.)
Find out why we sing, which of the summer’s movies are worth watching, what our fans think, our schedule, why Seth will always be a Star Wars fan, and oh, so much more.
I’ve been working on this gig report all day. Unfortunately, Seth beat me to the post. Fortunately, our reports don’t overlap much.
As have most musicians, I’ve often left a gig with food. Sometimes with left-over veggie trays. Sometimes with as many cookies as my pockets will hold. Sometimes with still-wonderful green beans inadvertently placed in the dumpster.
Never though, have I left a gig with a culinary delight as delectable as the one I was given this weekend. (I’m sure you can see the photo. If not, try Firefox or check your computer for viruses. Or, if you’re inside Facebook, click ‘View original post.’) There are no photographic tricks involved in the taking of this picture; no illusions of perspective, no mini milk cartons. No, my friends, what you have here is a genuine GALLON OF EXTRA HEAVY MAYONNAISE. (Yes, the real thing, not the white rapper from Philly. Ba-da-bum.)
Extra Heavy! Did you notice? I assume this means it’s already more consistent with the fat it’ll eventually become. ”How much does a gallon of mayo weigh?” you ask. I’m not sure. I’ll weigh myself in a month and let you know how much I’ve gained. Have a favorite mayonnaise recipe? Comment back. I’ll need all I can get.
I’ve found some promising options here: Mayonnaise Recipes. I think I’ll start with the Tuna Spooks or the Lobster Asparagus Mousse. For dessert I’ll be trying the Chocolate Mayonnaise Cake. I can’t wait.
Caleb
This past weekend, the current incarnation of Stereoreel was invited to play at Extreme Reality’s Inside Out Youth Retreat held in Cross Junction, VA. Admittedly, this specific youth group holds a special place in our hearts, seeing as how the youth director is related to 3/4 of the band. However, she’s only willingly related to 1/4 of the band.
What did we glean from this event? What nugget of wisdom could we bestow upon the eager minds of the thronging public?
Make sure all band members are awake for at least 1 hour before the set.
The entire retreat was a blast and we enjoyed getting to meet a lot of new kids who had never heard of us before. God’s presence was really apparent for the entire time that we were there. We are sad to say that mornings just aren’t our time to shine, though. That’s the sun’s job, and we don’t want to step on anyone’s toes. Caleb and I drink coffee to get our brains up and jogging on the sunrise road. Ethan, who doesn’t drink coffee and who had awaken only 20 minutes prior to our Saturday morning set, tried a far different approach to a morning pick-me-up. When everyone had been gathered to the morning session (held in a barn inhabited by old airplane parts rather than animals and deer antlers), he began to focus all of his energy into a Bass playing version of the Super Collider.
What happened next can best be described as a scene from Dragonball Z where Vegeta begins screaming until he turns into a Super Sayan and your eyeballs are suddenly bombarded with seizure inducing imagery. Ethan had successfully channeled the personalities of a bass playing Keith Richards and a shirt-wearing Iggy Pop. During most of the set list, we could look up from our instruments and find Ethan wandering through the crowd, jumping up and down, or standing on the wooden benches in an effort to entice the young campers into a worship crazed frenzy. Then, he lost his balance and fell on his back. At this point he more resembled a turtle than anything else, and waited for the next break in the song to get back up, where he promptly began a more cautious array of sleep-kicking moves.
Afterwards, he didn’t seem to be any more awake than before.
In all fairness, he did manage to finally harness his energy into an electric force for our final set on Saturday night, where (by Ethan’s prompting) all the kids began shaking the rafters by jumping like rabid kangaroos on “Dance” and other songs. One of these days, the world will realize that they can run 10 cities off of the amount of fuel they could sap from the overflow of a Worship concert inspired to dance by a Super Sayan Bassist.
In case you were wondering, Dustin wakes up before the sun does.
-Seth
After many weeks of anticipation, the Save Me EP is finally available for sale online. To get your copy just click on the link at the top of the page that says “Get the Album”.
I’ve posted an acoustic version of Save Me and Finally Break on myspace.com/calebnei. Actually, there are two versions of Save Me: The Pipe Organ Frenzy and the Sleepy Rain Edit.
Download them FREE. Put them on your iPod. Ah, yes.
And now we join the throng wishing Ethan a glorious 18th birthday.
Today I had the pleasure of exchanging messages with my friend Rachel. She was very complimentary of the CD. She’s also in high school, as you will soon suspect. Here are the hilights:
Rachel: ur cd is amazing
Me: Thanks.
Rachel: Yep it is the 3rd best album that I have ever heard
Me: Right behind jonas brothers?
Rachel: How did you know?
Me: Is the other highschool musical?
Rachel: No ewww…no the jonas bros have 2 cds…
So there you have it! Only the Jonas Brothers are better than Stereoreel.
Yesterday, in an unrelated conversation (though not completely unrelated, now that I think about it; the same Rachel was involved), our manager said that if we ever open for the Jonas Brothers he would resign. Guess Rachel’s ideal musical evening will never happen.
-Caleb