It’s been a weekend of working on musical projects but I finally made it to the beach and I’m about to ride up to Huntington

Update:


Update:

So 13 years ago or so, my friends Todd K and Ryan and I started a band called The Carter Administration. I quit the band in 2001. They pushed on with a new bass player, Andy Wilhite, and stayed together for another 8 years or so. A couple of years ago, they invited our friend Sam Powers into the band. He’d played in the legendary Nashville power pop band Who Hit John?, Knoxville’s Superdrag and toured with a little band called Guided By Voices. (Sam sings on this song of mine.) And then a year or two ago, they decided to hang up the Carter name.
Soon after, Sam, Todd and Ryan formed a new music unit called Century Club. And after a couple of homemade releases, they’ve stepped up their game with their first studio recording Keep It In The Fairway which is a free download. You can hear the whole thing here:
A guy named Pierre who runs a site called lodj.org asked me to play a couch concert for his site. It starts at 10am Pacific Time on Saturday morning which is I guess, 6pm France time?
You can watch the concert on Facebook. Just click on the Live Tab and then on Watch on Saturday morning. Won’t that be a great way to start your day? A day I’m calling “Avengers Day” by the way. 10am on your computer. Grab a donut and a cup of coffee. Maybe I’ll have some cereal.
Got any requests that I should play?

I headed over to the Constellation Room on Tuesday to see Tennis. I only heard of them a couple of months ago but I’ve been listening to Young and Old pretty frequently. (And I just learned they recorded it in my hometown.) They’re a pretty great combination of the sounds of 90s indie rock and Euro electro-lounge like the Cardigans and Stereolab.
Wild Belle opened the show and I liked them but they were just too polished to my ears. I was wishing for some kind of indication that they had any rock n roll in them. It was a relief when an instrument mic stopped working and the singer had to aim her mic at the saxophone. Like, finally, something that wasn’t proscribed.
“Fortunately” — I say ironically — Tennis was overwhelmed with technical issues. They soldiered through them with superior grace improvising their set list to skip songs that required a troublesome bass rig. It was a really personal show that sounded bigger than the small band. They’re poppy and personable and fuzzy and crispy. It was a really great show. And I’m loving the Constellation Room though I’ve only been twice.
Here’s a live clip of Tennis from All Tomorrow’s Parties.