<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943236</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:48:51.085-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jack the Vain</title><subtitle type='html'>From Don, Ken, Shane and Steven to an empty room</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackthevain.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6943236/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackthevain.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jack the Vain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10040203230885004409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='16' src='http://www.jackthevain.com/images/jtv_logo_rb.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943236.post-960786772364911618</id><published>2008-01-21T14:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T14:29:49.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Check check..</title><content type='html'>Okay, give us a few minutes and we're good to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6943236-960786772364911618?l=jackthevain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://www.jackthevain.com/images/jtv_logo_rb.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943236.post-664569685600791793</id><published>2007-07-14T00:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T00:43:53.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures by Euna Kim</title><content type='html'>Here are pictures from Euna's camera..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:194px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/jackthevain/RoxyShow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/jackthevain/Rph9g7lITAE/AAAAAAAAAMw/H2EZlKjgH6c/s160-c/RoxyShow.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/jackthevain/RoxyShow" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;Roxy show&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep sending 'em in!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6943236-664569685600791793?l=jackthevain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackthevain.blogspot.com/feeds/664569685600791793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6943236&amp;postID=664569685600791793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6943236/posts/default/664569685600791793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6943236/posts/default/664569685600791793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackthevain.blogspot.com/2007/07/pictures-by-euna-kim.html' title='Pictures by Euna Kim'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02382394040208926928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.jackthevain.com/skim/skim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943236.post-456805460444472474</id><published>2007-07-09T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T15:42:53.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All the songs, all the songs</title><content type='html'>With the final Jack show it's time for the entire cast to come out and take a bow.  All the songs are now available on the Music page (linky above) for streaming and free download (mp3).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy, and please feel free to share.  Just mind the CCL (at the bottom of the Music page).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6943236-456805460444472474?l=jackthevain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackthevain.blogspot.com/feeds/456805460444472474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6943236&amp;postID=456805460444472474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6943236/posts/default/456805460444472474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6943236/posts/default/456805460444472474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackthevain.blogspot.com/2007/07/all-songs-all-songs.html' title='All the songs, all the songs'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02382394040208926928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.jackthevain.com/skim/skim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943236.post-5210148400363232973</id><published>2007-07-08T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T12:53:32.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>After the Roxy show...</title><content type='html'>I think.. that was our best show.  How about that room, eh?  Everyone was super friendly, which is critical for me.. there are so many bitter sound guys in Hollywood (just quit, mate..) and last night, Franky was awesome.  I heard the house mix was great too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setlist:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Together Apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Talk About You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Misery Need Company&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Beautifully Strange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Far From Home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;In Spite of it All&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it was bitter sweet, our last show.  But honestly, more sweet than bitter.  The four of us will certainly continue to work together, outside of the close community we're all a part of already.  We're having a Ken Chan Cookout (have you been?) in a few weeks.. anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did see a lot of cameras out there, so thank you for taking pictures for us.  Please email them to &lt;a href="mailto:isawyouattheroxyon777@jackthevain.com"&gt;isawyouattheroxyon777@jackthevain.com&lt;/a&gt; or you can also upload them to your favorite intertubes site to share.  Just let us know where it's been posted.  And soon I'll share them back with everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was great hanging with you last night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6943236-5210148400363232973?l=jackthevain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackthevain.blogspot.com/feeds/5210148400363232973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6943236&amp;postID=5210148400363232973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6943236/posts/default/5210148400363232973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6943236/posts/default/5210148400363232973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackthevain.blogspot.com/2007/07/after-roxy-show.html' title='After the Roxy show...'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02382394040208926928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.jackthevain.com/skim/skim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943236.post-4680104330725269023</id><published>2007-07-06T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T12:26:43.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How far we've come</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/jackthevain/Miscellaneous/photo#5081574037195236066"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/jackthevain/RoVgqdreouI/AAAAAAAAAIk/NCwuME0C0Q0/s400/jtv_lastpicture.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;The Orange Room, June 28, 2007&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very first time I ever went on a stage to sing my own songs (Ofivina, 2001), I had Shane and Ken there with me.  Looking back then with what I know now, I see so much more what good friends they had been, encouraging and supporting me like that.  It often is not very gratifying to back some amateur, who has no prior experience, wholeheartedly as they did.  They were water to a small seed in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh how far we've come since then.  They saw me through my first EP as well as my last.  Ken and I recorded an acoustic duo album in my livingroom.  And the many many gigs throughout (with their stories).  The hours at Norm's on Pico.  And that's just the music-related stuff.  I sang at Ken's wedding, and some day I'm sure Don will ask me to sing at his wedding too. :)  Shane never liked my singing, so we'll see about when he gets married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don joined early last year, and after a small warm-up gig at Molly Malone's we were off to Chicago to play Northwestern U.  I think the first night Ken, Don and I wandered Evanston until 5 in the morning.  Needless to say we got to know each other pretty well.  It's strange how our lives thin and fatten, and when two thin threads coincide they seem more susceptible to stick.  I guess we all need one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But man, stick 4 guys in a studio to create some songs they all can put their names behind, and you REALLY get to know each other.  Ken threw a drum at Shane.  I kicked a dent in Shane's car.  Don spit at me.  Shane got angry.  None of that really happened, but we certainly challenged one another, and as such I think we all grew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings us to our last show. We are ready, are you ready?  We've been working on a set that will send off Jack in proper form.  Over the past week or so, I've been posting, in our blog, stories behind each of the six songs we will perform tomorrow night.  So get to know them - take a good listen as you read each story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have your tickets?  Know how you're gonna get there?  Got an exit strategy?  Just get yourself in.  We'll take care of the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; background-color: #EEEEEE; padding: 10px; border: 1px #999999 solid; width: 300px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday July 7th 8:00pm @ The Roxy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9009 W. Sunset Blvd.&lt;br /&gt;Los Angeles, CA 90069&lt;br /&gt;All ages, tickets $10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;a href="https://www.paypal.com/cart/add=1&amp;business=paypal%40jackthevain.com&amp;item_name=Jack%20the%20Vain%20Sat%207/7/07The%20Roxy%20Tickets&amp;item_number=JTV%20Sat%207/7/07The%20Roxy%20TIX&amp;amount=10.00&amp;return=http://www.jackthevain.com/paymentcomplete"&gt;TICKETS&lt;/a&gt;] [&lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?q=9009+w+sunset+blvd+los+angeles,+ca+90069+(the+roxy)"&gt;MAP&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the memories,&lt;br /&gt;Steven&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6943236-4680104330725269023?l=jackthevain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackthevain.blogspot.com/feeds/4680104330725269023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6943236&amp;postID=4680104330725269023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6943236/posts/default/4680104330725269023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6943236/posts/default/4680104330725269023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackthevain.blogspot.com/2007/07/how-far-weve-come.html' title='How far we&apos;ve come'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02382394040208926928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.jackthevain.com/skim/skim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943236.post-7224772849761966189</id><published>2007-07-04T01:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T14:22:15.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Far From Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Far From Home&lt;/em&gt; was written earlier this year, around April.  Ken had written a series of chord progressions as an exercise in voice leading.  We got together, ate some food and sat to write the melody for it.  Some of it survived to the final version, but as usual the band tore it apart and reassembled it to be what we recorded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live a life&lt;br /&gt;Chasing the wind&lt;br /&gt;Building castles that house&lt;br /&gt;A heartache&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live or die&lt;br /&gt;It all feels the same&lt;br /&gt;In the end you will find&lt;br /&gt;All was in vain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truths and lies&lt;br /&gt;Speak to me&lt;br /&gt;What they find&lt;br /&gt;Teach a memory&lt;br /&gt;Of a life&lt;br /&gt;Far from home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It never dies&lt;br /&gt;The need or the shame&lt;br /&gt;All these treasures you hold&lt;br /&gt;In dust they remain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truths and lies&lt;br /&gt;Speak to me&lt;br /&gt;What they find&lt;br /&gt;Teach a memory&lt;br /&gt;Of a life&lt;br /&gt;Far from home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God and man are calling out to me&lt;br /&gt;Calling out to reach a part of me&lt;br /&gt;So in need of peace and love&lt;br /&gt;God and man are calling out to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free&lt;br /&gt;But they tell me to be&lt;br /&gt;Be all I can be&lt;br /&gt;Make all that I can make&lt;br /&gt;Build all that I can build tall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That God and man call to me&lt;br /&gt;As to reach, reach a part of me&lt;br /&gt;In need to see&lt;br /&gt;Truths and lies&lt;br /&gt;Teach a memory of life&lt;br /&gt;Far from home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truths and lies&lt;br /&gt;Teach a memory&lt;br /&gt;Of a life that's&lt;br /&gt;Far from home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote the lyrics soon after, after some heavy thinking I'd been working through.  It was basically a meaning of life question, to which I found the bulk of my answers in the book of Ecclesiastes.  This guy, Solomon, a king, decides to expend the resources he has toward this same question.  After having entertained everything a man could possibly desire:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- a harem, check.&lt;br /&gt;- built vineyards and castles, check.&lt;br /&gt;- wealthier than anyone in history, check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..and came to this conclusion: it's all meaningless.  And whatever you accomplish, gets erased and wasted and trumped eventually anyway.  Which got me thinking.  Are we here to &lt;em&gt;accomplish&lt;/em&gt; anything?  Does God &lt;em&gt;need&lt;/em&gt; us to carry out his work?  Who are we to say we offer our endeavors to God?  So I came to my version of this conclusion, which is we're here to grow.  Learn, become better people, through our successes and despite our failures.  And in the end the purpose of this growth is to understand God better.  We are not here living our lives for this life; it is for the next.  That is the jist of the chorus ("Truth and Lies..")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bridge ("God and man...") along with the following verse ("Free..") is my criticism of the church today.  Its emphasis on ministry (doing something &lt;em&gt;for&lt;/em&gt; God) seems dangerously contorted without the right foundation.  The message that we must accomplish for God seems to put right back on us a weight that was lifted by Christ.  It's a root cause, I believe, of the lack of long-term success in the church today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song was originally written in 6/8 time, and we tried many variations on the feel.  A radiohead version, a rock ballad version, even a Tony Bennett version.  The song at one point switched back and forth between 4/4 and 6/8 as it moved from verse to chorus and back.  Eventually, we felt that once the song launches it shouldn't return (a formula used in many Jack songs) and settled on the recorded arrangement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song sets me free.  I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed being a part of creating this song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6943236-7224772849761966189?l=jackthevain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackthevain.blogspot.com/feeds/7224772849761966189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6943236&amp;postID=7224772849761966189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6943236/posts/default/7224772849761966189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6943236/posts/default/7224772849761966189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackthevain.blogspot.com/2007/07/far-from-home.html' title='Far From Home'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02382394040208926928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.jackthevain.com/skim/skim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943236.post-6819021637767095246</id><published>2007-07-03T02:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T01:10:10.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Together Apart</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Together Apart&lt;/em&gt; was  another song originally from the &lt;em&gt;Acoustic Sessions&lt;/em&gt; album.  The song was written in 2002, and it's been performed in various forms at past Steven Kim Band concerts.  To tell you the truth, I don't remember what the song is about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courage for the future&lt;br /&gt;To find ourselves&lt;br /&gt;What keeps us together&lt;br /&gt;What tears us apart&lt;br /&gt;To share in oppression&lt;br /&gt;To love is to gain&lt;br /&gt;What keeps us together&lt;br /&gt;Won't tear us apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran into the future&lt;br /&gt;Running from the past&lt;br /&gt;Into her arms I fell&lt;br /&gt;Forty times I knelt&lt;br /&gt;Begging her to please&lt;br /&gt;Give it to someone else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throwing condemnation&lt;br /&gt;Kicking the fallen&lt;br /&gt;Who will keep us together&lt;br /&gt;When you tear us apart&lt;br /&gt;Looking through a plank&lt;br /&gt;The speck in her eye&lt;br /&gt;He keeps us together&lt;br /&gt;But we tear it apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran into the future&lt;br /&gt;Running from the past&lt;br /&gt;Into her arms I fell&lt;br /&gt;Forty times I knelt&lt;br /&gt;Begging her to please&lt;br /&gt;Give it to someone else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love will come&lt;br /&gt;On that final day&lt;br /&gt;And make us one&lt;br /&gt;Sun to sun&lt;br /&gt;We're prepared for&lt;br /&gt;What we'll become&lt;br /&gt;And we're dying for&lt;br /&gt;Nothing more&lt;br /&gt;Than empty wars&lt;br /&gt;It's a crown of thorns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran into the future&lt;br /&gt;Running from the past&lt;br /&gt;Into her arms I fell&lt;br /&gt;Forty times I knelt&lt;br /&gt;Begging her to please&lt;br /&gt;Give it to someone else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two recorded versions are very different, and in both versions my favorite parts are the bridge.  In &lt;em&gt;Acoustic Sessions&lt;/em&gt;, Ken and I took a very western, almost Spanish approach to the song, which is especially pronounced in the bridge.  When Ken was gonna lay down the solo, I described to him a moment where the character, having long run away from his demons, decides to turn around and face them.  It's a final charge in slow motion.  I think he dies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The VAIN version was decidedly more rock.  We added a bridge section (well, lyrics and a lead-out).  We simply took to fun with this song and came out with a high energy 80s hard rock homage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6943236-6819021637767095246?l=jackthevain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackthevain.blogspot.com/feeds/6819021637767095246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6943236&amp;postID=6819021637767095246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6943236/posts/default/6819021637767095246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6943236/posts/default/6819021637767095246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackthevain.blogspot.com/2007/07/together-apart.html' title='Together Apart'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02382394040208926928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.jackthevain.com/skim/skim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943236.post-8449769583575109922</id><published>2007-07-01T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T23:38:25.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautifully Strange</title><content type='html'>Ken has released several albums with his Jazz Trio, and &lt;em&gt;Beautifully Strange&lt;/em&gt; appears on his second CD.  His version and the Jack version share the chorus sections, but the two songs are very different.  I had written most of the lyrics down one evening when I ran into his CD on an iTunes playlist, and the cadence of the lyrics just stuck to the chorus section he had recorded.  We fleshed out the verse, pre-chorus and other sections together, which we then recorded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song is about losing everything, and in it finding a freedom that was there with Creation.  Free from self-hype and its balances, free from those expectations which are unsustainable, free from playing the game, whether ours or someone else's.  And when tragedy strikes, when you lose everything, perspective comes into town selling valuables in trade of the fake things we cling to.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's interesting&lt;br /&gt;What trauma brings&lt;br /&gt;To men like me&lt;br /&gt;See it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It breaks a spell&lt;br /&gt;No one can tell&lt;br /&gt;The truths it sells&lt;br /&gt;See it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Careful what you say&lt;br /&gt;Just might let you have your way&lt;br /&gt;Taking it day by day&lt;br /&gt;Keeps the monster at bay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautifully strange&lt;br /&gt;With nothing left to cover me&lt;br /&gt;Life without a blame&lt;br /&gt;What you get is what you see&lt;br /&gt;And you breathe so easily&lt;br /&gt;'Cause what you want is what you need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself&lt;br /&gt;Won't you help&lt;br /&gt;Break the spell&lt;br /&gt;See it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fingernails&lt;br /&gt;Give away&lt;br /&gt;My last betrayal&lt;br /&gt;See it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Careful what you say&lt;br /&gt;Just might let you have your way&lt;br /&gt;Taking it day by day&lt;br /&gt;Keeps the monster at bay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Careful what you say&lt;br /&gt;Just might let you have your way&lt;br /&gt;Beautifully strange&lt;br /&gt;With nothing left to cover me&lt;br /&gt;Life without a blame&lt;br /&gt;What you get is what you see&lt;br /&gt;You take it day by day&lt;br /&gt;Try to keep the thoughts away&lt;br /&gt;And you breathe so easily&lt;br /&gt;'Cause what you want is what you need&lt;br /&gt;What you need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song has an alternate version that is very different.  Fully written, though we abandoned it for the current version.  In the end we liked the spacing in this version much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But man, I had such a hard time singing this song.  It may not sound like it, but it is a tough song to sing.  Breathing right is very tricky in certain sections, and you have to rapidly switch between voices to make the song neither oversung nor undersung.  Maybe we'll release a karaoke version some day to prove my point...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6943236-8449769583575109922?l=jackthevain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackthevain.blogspot.com/feeds/8449769583575109922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6943236&amp;postID=8449769583575109922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6943236/posts/default/8449769583575109922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6943236/posts/default/8449769583575109922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackthevain.blogspot.com/2007/07/beautifully-strange.html' title='Beautifully Strange'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02382394040208926928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.jackthevain.com/skim/skim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943236.post-6757368271114059334</id><published>2007-06-30T15:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T03:47:29.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Break</title><content type='html'>I wrote the initial version of &lt;em&gt;Break&lt;/em&gt; while on a trip to Hawaii.  I had actually written two songs, the other which was rejected by the band.  I was thinking of how too much of my identity had been purchased from markets and people who don't really care about me.  Leaders who have disappointed (which is different than failed), and an entire ecosystem of commerce that profits at the expense of America's identity crisis and insecurity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose child am I?&lt;br /&gt;My father left me fending for my life&lt;br /&gt;The man who's holding my hand&lt;br /&gt;Has taken from me everything I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're stuck in a time&lt;br /&gt;Where principles are valued more than lives&lt;br /&gt;The sacrifice of every man and child&lt;br /&gt;What's plainly seen is traded for the lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you find yourself a slave tonight&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you feel so low, though you're up so high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all through the land&lt;br /&gt;It's coming down just like it began&lt;br /&gt;We follow men who think they have&lt;br /&gt;God's calling as they carry his command&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you find yourself a slave tonight&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you feel so low, though you're up so high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all right, it's all right&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna break it tonight&lt;br /&gt;It's a fight, it's a fight&lt;br /&gt;That can't be won with your might&lt;br /&gt;It's a trial by a fire&lt;br /&gt;That we are meant to survive&lt;br /&gt;It's all right, it's all right&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna break it tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're down so low&lt;br /&gt;You can see so high&lt;br /&gt;But when you're stuck in the middle&lt;br /&gt;All you see are the lies&lt;br /&gt;And you wonder if you'll ever see&lt;br /&gt;See a hint of your reality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all right, it's all right&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna break it tonight&lt;br /&gt;It's all right, it's all right&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna break it tonight&lt;br /&gt;It's all right, it's all right&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna break it tonight&lt;br /&gt;It's all right, it's all right&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna... break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all right, it's all right&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna break it tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song was originally written in A minor.  The descending chords felt a bit worn and uninteresting with the open strings, so we tried changing it to G minor, which did the trick.  Also, the beginning of the chord had a syncopated strum to it, which we changed to the arpeggio in the recording.  I didn't know you can play a G minor chord like that close to the neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don's bass solo in the middle came unexpectedly.  He and Shane had rehearsed that section with specific hits, which Shane stuck to (we tracked drums first).  When came Don's turn, he hit an epiphany that is the spiraling bass solo-ish section that you hear in the recording.  In post-production we added a hint of chorus/flange to spiral it a bit more.  I think it worked out great.  Shane's drum hits almost seem like a drum solo, which Don's off-time bass line weaves in an out of.  And weaving is Don's speciality, which makes him the wonderful bassist he is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6943236-6757368271114059334?l=jackthevain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackthevain.blogspot.com/feeds/6757368271114059334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6943236&amp;postID=6757368271114059334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6943236/posts/default/6757368271114059334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6943236/posts/default/6757368271114059334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackthevain.blogspot.com/2007/06/break.html' title='Break'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02382394040208926928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.jackthevain.com/skim/skim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943236.post-3238162090519786372</id><published>2007-06-29T02:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T08:44:20.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Misery Need Company</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Misery Need Company&lt;/em&gt; is a monologue by the devil.  I was pondering a conversation with my own demon and arrived at a sympathy for it.  Like a lover whose world is drowned in jealousy and bitterness, I imagine the devil can't see past the tip of his nose.  We would describe such a state as a certain misery to which sympathy may be inappropriate, but nonetheless I played back a dialogue in my head, in writing this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I got to you, didn't I&lt;br /&gt;The way I moved took you by surprise&lt;br /&gt;The thought of me in your head&lt;br /&gt;The things I said you can't forget&lt;br /&gt;They're lies, all lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly&lt;br /&gt;The lights go out and you and I&lt;br /&gt;Are left to fight and struggle 'til the break of dawn and I&lt;br /&gt;Eventually find that you're a part of me&lt;br /&gt;That all along so carefully you've planned this misery&lt;br /&gt;I've become my enemy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a strategy for misery&lt;br /&gt;The pruning of adversity in life&lt;br /&gt;You make your own kingdom come&lt;br /&gt;The devil comes collecting tithes&lt;br /&gt;Why fight for lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happily&lt;br /&gt;We put it on each other&lt;br /&gt;To do away the other&lt;br /&gt;It's a case of do or die&lt;br /&gt;Oh misery need company&lt;br /&gt;We can't seem to leave it all behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misery need company&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight&lt;br /&gt;Misery need company&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh happily&lt;br /&gt;We put it on each other&lt;br /&gt;To do away the other&lt;br /&gt;It's a case of do or die&lt;br /&gt;Oh misery need company&lt;br /&gt;We can't seem to leave it all behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh misery&lt;br /&gt;We put it on each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had written the song some time in 2004.  We've actually performed it in various incarnations, until it landed in its final recorded form.  Don's bass line changed 20 times (I have takes of all of them), and I was frankly surprised by how much the entire song shifts from one version to the next.  There's a two-step meringue version, parts of which we will re-incorporate for the Roxy show.  Listen for it, and step to it if you feel it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken, as often as he does, brought the twist to the song where the song modulates up a whole note.  The beat loses the syncopation and starts to drive the guitars which obey with 8th hits.  As a whole I love how the song evolves and deteriorates.  The devil dances a tragic mood and sings through Ken's solo.  You can hate it and feel sorry for it at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some personal notes I won't share publicly, perhaps privately.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6943236-3238162090519786372?l=jackthevain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackthevain.blogspot.com/feeds/3238162090519786372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6943236&amp;postID=3238162090519786372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6943236/posts/default/3238162090519786372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6943236/posts/default/3238162090519786372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackthevain.blogspot.com/2007/06/misery-need-company.html' title='Misery Need Company'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02382394040208926928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.jackthevain.com/skim/skim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943236.post-5576417908137968879</id><published>2007-06-26T04:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T04:59:54.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Talk About You</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Talk About You&lt;/em&gt; was first recorded as a part of an acoustic EP that Ken and I recorded in my living room.  It was written in the summer of 2003, when I was trying to figure out the purpose of life.  Things, or lack of things, were happening in my life and I was trying to make sense of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're wrong, I'm not lazy, I'm just waiting&lt;br /&gt;Talk about you all the time, pick up each and every sign&lt;br /&gt;So long you've had me waiting in my corner&lt;br /&gt;Leaves me feeling lost, it does, stretching out my arms because of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So very easily it’s found, so very pleasingly it sounds&lt;br /&gt;Forget what’s good and what is not, stuff yourself with all you got&lt;br /&gt;The things I should have seen, I say, the things that might have been, they say&lt;br /&gt;Well it’s easy to sit and criticize, when you won’t come down and join the fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nights they go on running on&lt;br /&gt;My days are thinning there's growing doubt&lt;br /&gt;That my life is ever to be found&lt;br /&gt;And life sure would be good&lt;br /&gt;If I only understood&lt;br /&gt;Why you're making me a fool&lt;br /&gt;But all they ever do is talk about you&lt;br /&gt;Talk about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So very easily it’s found, so very pleasingly it sounds&lt;br /&gt;Forget what’s true and what is not, stuff yourself with all you got&lt;br /&gt;The things I should have seen, I say, the things that might have been, they say&lt;br /&gt;Well it’s easy to sit and criticize, when you won’t come down and join the fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make me, make me a believer&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to be a fool&lt;br /&gt;Make me, make a believer&lt;br /&gt;Make me, make a believer in the&lt;br /&gt;Things that might have been&lt;br /&gt;That I should have seen &lt;br /&gt;'Cause my lot it grows&lt;br /&gt;But I still want more&lt;br /&gt;But I still want more&lt;br /&gt;But I still want more&lt;br /&gt;But I still want more&lt;br /&gt;And I still want more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nights they go on running on&lt;br /&gt;My days are thinning there's growing doubt&lt;br /&gt;That my life is ever to be found&lt;br /&gt;And life sure would be good&lt;br /&gt;If I only understood&lt;br /&gt;The makings of a fool&lt;br /&gt;But all they ever do is talk about you&lt;br /&gt;Talk about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song was very much a fuel to get Jack going.  Shane, Ken, myself and Randal on bass got together at Amp studios in NoHo and we tried out a few arrangements, and we settled on something that Randal really hit on, a Roadhouse Blues type feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken added much salt to the song with the A chord in the chorus, as well as the drop and build section in the middle on C.  The rest sort of developed from there, and it was such a good experience that we decided to start Jack on it.  The subsequent songs would be tougher, we'd find, but the energy in this song kept us going for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrically, it was a reference to my discovery that the seemingly mundane things, as well as the exciting things, talk about the meaning of life.  "You" meaning God, whom I was posing my frustrations to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We recorded it in the Orange Room, with Don on bass by then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6943236-5576417908137968879?l=jackthevain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackthevain.blogspot.com/feeds/5576417908137968879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6943236&amp;postID=5576417908137968879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6943236/posts/default/5576417908137968879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6943236/posts/default/5576417908137968879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackthevain.blogspot.com/2007/06/talk-about-you.html' title='Talk About You'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02382394040208926928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.jackthevain.com/skim/skim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943236.post-9116242295331321446</id><published>2007-06-24T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T15:24:18.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our final two songs!!</title><content type='html'>We're proud to release the final two songs to the world.  "Together Apart" and "Far From Home" are posted for listening and download right now, in the Music section (clicky above).  We hope you like it half as much as we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our final show will be Saturday July 7th at the Roxy.  Come hear the songs as they're meant to be experienced - blaringly loud in a seedy Hollywood club as some creepy guy tries constantly to get your attention. "You had to be there" moments like none else, I promise (&lt;em&gt;"Sign Me UP!"&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; background-color: #EEEEEE; padding: 10px; border: 1px #999999 solid; width: 400px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday July 7th 8:00pm @ The Roxy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9009 W. Sunset Blvd.&lt;br /&gt;Los Angeles, CA 90069&lt;br /&gt;All ages, tickets $10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/jackthevain/Miscellaneous/photo#5072748450365405570"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/image/jackthevain/RmYF1srxeYI/AAAAAAAAAE0/v4V0BOiOYRw/s800/jtv_roxy_flyer4_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6943236-9116242295331321446?l=jackthevain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackthevain.blogspot.com/feeds/9116242295331321446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6943236&amp;postID=9116242295331321446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6943236/posts/default/9116242295331321446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6943236/posts/default/9116242295331321446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackthevain.blogspot.com/2007/06/our-final-two-songs.html' title='Our final two songs!!'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02382394040208926928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.jackthevain.com/skim/skim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943236.post-5362458289365753772</id><published>2007-06-20T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T00:03:57.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jack's send off</title><content type='html'>So the time has come, this upcoming show will be our last. It's come time to wrap up the Jack the Vain project with our last two songs (out in a few days) and graduate onto what's next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're very proud of the short but strong year in which we've written and recorded some of our best work, played some incredible shows, and got to grow in some significant ways. Most of all we're grateful for your friendship and company. It was as much for your companionship as it was for our own narcissism that we were able to work so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken will be leaving the band to focus on his career as a session musician.  Ken has long graced us with his talents which deserve a better seat than what JTV has been.  Don will continue to focus on his schooling, which will be for at least the next 18 years.  But then.. he shall descend from the mountains glowing like Moses.  Shane and I will continue working together in the industry, though not in any performing form.  You'll probably never hear of us again, unless you read the fine print of the CD sleeves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Please come out to this last show, and we'll send off Jack in proper form. We sincerely hope each of you will be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steven&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6943236-5362458289365753772?l=jackthevain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackthevain.blogspot.com/feeds/5362458289365753772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6943236&amp;postID=5362458289365753772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6943236/posts/default/5362458289365753772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6943236/posts/default/5362458289365753772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackthevain.blogspot.com/2007/06/jacks-send-off.html' title='Jack&apos;s send off'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02382394040208926928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.jackthevain.com/skim/skim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943236.post-6107872132607690772</id><published>2007-06-05T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T18:47:32.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..all the flyers</title><content type='html'>While we're on the subject of flyers, won't you take a walk down memory lane and peruse all our past flyers - back from when we (or some of us) were &lt;em&gt;1420&lt;/em&gt;, the &lt;em&gt;Steven Kim Band&lt;/em&gt;, and of course, &lt;em&gt;Jack the Vain&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:194px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/jackthevain/Flyers"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/image/jackthevain/RmP2Boq2ksE/AAAAAAAAAHs/T8PKbBKp9os/s160-c/Flyers.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/jackthevain/Flyers" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;Flyers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6943236-6107872132607690772?l=jackthevain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackthevain.blogspot.com/feeds/6107872132607690772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6943236&amp;postID=6107872132607690772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6943236/posts/default/6107872132607690772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6943236/posts/default/6107872132607690772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackthevain.blogspot.com/2007/06/all-flyers.html' title='..all the flyers'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02382394040208926928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.jackthevain.com/skim/skim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943236.post-1580984001815796535</id><published>2007-06-04T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T16:28:01.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Roxy flyers</title><content type='html'>Coming soon to a cork board near you... What do you think?  Collect them all! (no don't, please leave them there.  If you want one email us).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/jackthevain/Miscellaneous/photo#5072168787616633554"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/image/jackthevain/RmP2o4q2ktI/AAAAAAAAADg/Qs4lQ4GnYjg/s400/jtv_roxy_flyer_400.jpg" style="float: left; padding: 1px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/jackthevain/Miscellaneous/photo#5072289514852356834"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/image/jackthevain/RmRkcIq2kuI/AAAAAAAAADo/Nct8nSam8D0/s400/jtv_roxy_flyer_400_don.jpg" style="float: left; padding: 1px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/jackthevain/Miscellaneous/photo#5072289519147324146"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/image/jackthevain/RmRkcYq2kvI/AAAAAAAAADw/fkevqJldsQ4/s400/jtv_roxy_flyer_400_steven.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; padding: 1px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/jackthevain/Miscellaneous/photo#5072289519147324162"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/image/jackthevain/RmRkcYq2kwI/AAAAAAAAAD4/K1pz7pYLMo0/s400/jtv_roxy_flyer_400_sung.jpg" style="float: left; padding: 1px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6943236-1580984001815796535?l=jackthevain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackthevain.blogspot.com/feeds/1580984001815796535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6943236&amp;postID=1580984001815796535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6943236/posts/default/1580984001815796535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6943236/posts/default/1580984001815796535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackthevain.blogspot.com/2007/06/roxy-flyers.html' title='Roxy flyers'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02382394040208926928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.jackthevain.com/skim/skim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943236.post-2865075780461365214</id><published>2007-05-26T11:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T18:46:11.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing the Roxy on 7/7/07</title><content type='html'>I forgot to announce the upcoming show!  We're playing the Roxy on Saturday, July 7.  We're slotted for 8pm alongside bands I'm not familiar with, but Sue (the promoter) is always good about bringing together the right people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's an all ages show, which is always cool.  Not many all ages events in L.A. because the liquor license is risky.  But more than that, these places make their money at the bar; so to the venue, underage folks are worth only the price of admissions and a few cokes.  I guess it is a business, still I have wishful thinking about the music scene in L.A.  So to say again, underage shows are very cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6943236-2865075780461365214?l=jackthevain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackthevain.blogspot.com/feeds/2865075780461365214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6943236&amp;postID=2865075780461365214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6943236/posts/default/2865075780461365214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6943236/posts/default/2865075780461365214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackthevain.blogspot.com/2007/05/playing-thet-roxy-on-7707.html' title='Playing the Roxy on 7/7/07'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02382394040208926928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.jackthevain.com/skim/skim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943236.post-1524674473153277072</id><published>2007-05-25T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T14:32:38.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The next two songs...</title><content type='html'>We're currently recording the next two songs.  Tonight we track drum &amp; bass.  This is actually the first time we're tracking the two together, though it is common practice to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See for the past four songs, Don would always rework his bass parts after we had "frozen" the arrangement, which would frustrate Shane to no end, since he played according to what we had rehearsed.  But Don, being too much a renaissance man to do so would inevitably settle on something quite different.  If you were to hear the vast ideas Don has laid down on tape before mixing down the one we eventually release, you would be.. surprised.  Samba, anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two songs in production are "Far From Home" and "Together Apart".  The second song is a rework of an old song that was tracked for "Acoustic Sessions", but was never really fleshed out.  It's the first song that really features a repeating guitar riff to lead the song, and it's always useful to have some good old 80s rock tunes laying around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second tune is new.  It's possibly closest to what our band's "sound" would be.  Beatles/Queen with some interesting writing.  Ken had written some chord progressions as an exercise in voice leading, then he and I sat down and wrote a first draft.  The band then promptly tore it apart and put it back together.  In a different time signature (for the first half) and with an incredible bridge/transformation that happens about a minute and a half into the song.  I'm rather inspired by this experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, more details later.  We should be done with it by show time on July 7.  At the Roxy.  You'll hear the songs live, if not on our website beforehand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6943236-1524674473153277072?l=jackthevain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackthevain.blogspot.com/feeds/1524674473153277072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6943236&amp;postID=1524674473153277072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6943236/posts/default/1524674473153277072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6943236/posts/default/1524674473153277072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackthevain.blogspot.com/2007/05/next-two-songs.html' title='The next two songs...'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02382394040208926928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.jackthevain.com/skim/skim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943236.post-1547154690220893255</id><published>2007-05-23T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T18:48:11.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surviving pictures from the old website</title><content type='html'>Here are some surviving pictures from our old website ..so the blog doesn't look so empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:194px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/jackthevain/OldJTVPictures"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/image/jackthevain/RlTmyoq2kbE/AAAAAAAAACA/3zx72Ho9zBc/s160-c/OldJTVPictures.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/jackthevain/OldJTVPictures" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;Old JTV pictures&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6943236-1547154690220893255?l=jackthevain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackthevain.blogspot.com/feeds/1547154690220893255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6943236&amp;postID=1547154690220893255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6943236/posts/default/1547154690220893255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6943236/posts/default/1547154690220893255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackthevain.blogspot.com/2007/05/surviving-pictures-from-old-website.html' title='Surviving pictures from the old website'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02382394040208926928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.jackthevain.com/skim/skim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943236.post-5718754061558412823</id><published>2007-03-09T18:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T19:23:02.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Video from the Knit</title><content type='html'>THANK YOU for coming out to the show this weekend. It's always a blur (before the real party even begins) with the production these little shows take; though I may not remember how it went, I remember how it felt. And we felt your support and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the show people were asking about a particular song, and I couldn't for the life of me remember the setlist afterward. Well I have it here in front of me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Together Apart&lt;br /&gt;- Talk About You&lt;br /&gt;- In Spite of it All&lt;br /&gt;- Beautifully Strange&lt;br /&gt;- Misery Need Company&lt;br /&gt;- Wake&lt;br /&gt;- Break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out a few of you ran into mix-ups with will call. If you ran into trouble and had to pay again, please accept our apologies and contact us. We'll make things right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who couldn't join us in person, we've posted video footage to the intertubes.  The video footage is of the concert only, not from the after party (and with good reason - you people are wild..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 1/3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7joKXMDhxAM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7joKXMDhxAM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 2/3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/V67V-QhPtyk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/V67V-QhPtyk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 3/3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mgks99FCrqM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mgks99FCrqM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any pictures from the night? Email them to us at itookyourpictureattheknittingfactoryonmarch3@jackthevain.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please do us a favor and forward this email to the friends you brought and ask them to join the mail list. As for us now... back to the studio, to write and record. Soon enough we'll come flyering the town for another show. See you again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6943236-5718754061558412823?l=jackthevain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackthevain.blogspot.com/feeds/5718754061558412823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6943236&amp;postID=5718754061558412823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6943236/posts/default/5718754061558412823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6943236/posts/default/5718754061558412823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackthevain.blogspot.com/2007/05/video-from-knit.html' title='Video from the Knit'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02382394040208926928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.jackthevain.com/skim/skim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943236.post-8689374803813032124</id><published>2007-03-02T18:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T18:59:27.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What makes Los Angeles beautiful</title><content type='html'>Hi, this is Steven. I sing in a local band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how a local band finds success? It's people finding us and breathing life into the music through their lives. And by success I don't mean getting picked up by a music label or getting airplay on a nationwide radio network or even making a thousand bucks. Success is art creating avenues of hope where there is dead silence. And art is HOPEful, because art is communication. And communication is hope. It means we haven't given up. My friend Victor said that to me once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll say this once and then never again - there's no money in it for us to play these shows. Which turns out to be convenient because we weren't in it for the money anyway (except Shane). We make something like $50 each on a big night, and that's the only payout we really see for months of devoted hard work. But we believe that what we do is a strike toward feeding impetus in our own lives and in the lives of Angelinos. And, we hope some day, in the lives of many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when we invite you to a show, it's an invitation to share a small part of your lives, with the backdrop of these songs we bring. Not the part making a six figure salary. Not the part dressed to impress. No, we want the part that's drowning in fear. The part that's starkly disappointed in LIFE. The parts our world has rejected. It's what makes Los Angeles beautiful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hope you'll join us, please come find us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6943236-8689374803813032124?l=jackthevain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackthevain.blogspot.com/feeds/8689374803813032124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6943236&amp;postID=8689374803813032124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6943236/posts/default/8689374803813032124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6943236/posts/default/8689374803813032124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackthevain.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-makes-los-angeles-beautiful.html' title='What makes Los Angeles beautiful'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02382394040208926928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.jackthevain.com/skim/skim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943236.post-5142069924002154075</id><published>2007-02-06T18:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T18:51:56.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our first music video!</title><content type='html'>The &lt;em&gt;Break&lt;/em&gt; music video, directed by 2yuk's Gary Chan, is up -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sb0E5Bo4OWs"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sb0E5Bo4OWs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also download it to your iPod:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jackthevain.com/ipod/jtv_break_ipod.m4v"&gt;Download m4v file for iPod&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6943236-5142069924002154075?l=jackthevain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackthevain.blogspot.com/feeds/5142069924002154075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6943236&amp;postID=5142069924002154075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6943236/posts/default/5142069924002154075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6943236/posts/default/5142069924002154075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackthevain.blogspot.com/2007/02/our-first-music-video.html' title='Our first music video!'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02382394040208926928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.jackthevain.com/skim/skim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943236.post-5856391700734456559</id><published>2007-01-19T23:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T18:05:56.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 going on 5</title><content type='html'>My daugher, Jessica, went to sleep last night a 4-year-old and woke up a 5-year-old.  I know it's really only been 5 years but.. the moment she was born is still so vivid in my mind.  And since then, a truly remarkable, most charming, beautiful thing has been in my life.  Another person who genuinely likes me, which.. is something I'm not so used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, happy birthday, princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Daddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6943236-5856391700734456559?l=jackthevain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackthevain.blogspot.com/feeds/5856391700734456559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6943236&amp;postID=5856391700734456559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6943236/posts/default/5856391700734456559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6943236/posts/default/5856391700734456559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackthevain.blogspot.com/2007/01/4-going-on-5.html' title='4 going on 5'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02382394040208926928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.jackthevain.com/skim/skim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943236.post-5281695667724479618</id><published>2006-09-22T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T19:00:27.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Returning to where it all began</title><content type='html'>Our first show, the kick off for us in L.A., was a show at the Joint in May of 2003. I had just started at a job right up Robertson working for some millionaire auctioning off used construction equipment, and one day while walking to my bus stop I noticed the club. I'd never played a club before and didn't know the first thing about booking. So the next day I wrote my contact info on a piece of paper, and along with a demo CD, dropped it down a slot near the front door. I think this was April some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alec Ziegler, who now runs Club Good Hurt, was the booking manager for the Joint at the time, and he called me back immediately, I think the very next day. He loved our music so much (this was the "1420" CD, for those who've stuck around) that he wanted to book us immediately for a Saturday slot in May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gigging clubs in L.A. usually works like this, especially if you actually sound like you don't know what the hell you're doing - they book you on a Tuesday night at 11:30pm, and if you prove yourself by drawing enough of a crowd (call your aunts and uncles and their friends), they'll move you over to the more primo slots, like a Saturday one. So Alec was taking a bit of a chance on us, but something in the music had connected. In fact he even pushed the CD on a band he was managing at the time called Jabudah, insisting that they sounded more like us. Which.. I'm sure pissed them off, because to be honest they were way better than us at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.. so we landed our first real show, and livin' the dream had started.. playing L.A. clubs. I was pretty nervous, even though I had some incredible guys in the band to share the experience with. I wore a puffy leather jacket and a hat and I'm told that throughout the show I looked like I was trying to avoid attention. And worse, from my perspective it felt as bad as I'm told it looked. But in the middle of it, I couldn't figure out how to get out of it, so I did my thing. And we did our thing. I think we have video footage from the evening, which some day shall air on VH1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was let go from that job up Robertson some months after all this. It almost feels like I was given that job just to walk by the Joint where the booking manager happened to love our music, to play that show to start things off. And since then we've played pretty much every worthwhile club in town, and we're older and wiser for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through it all, you've supported us and made everything possible so far. So.. we're going back to where it all began. We're playing a show at The Joint on October 24, and it starts at 9pm. Now I don't want to pretend it's 2003 or anything kinky like that. I just haven't been back and I'm curious if the room will treat us any different this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you can join us again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Steven&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6943236-5281695667724479618?l=jackthevain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackthevain.blogspot.com/feeds/5281695667724479618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6943236&amp;postID=5281695667724479618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6943236/posts/default/5281695667724479618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6943236/posts/default/5281695667724479618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackthevain.blogspot.com/2006/09/returning-to-where-it-all-began.html' title='Returning to where it all began'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02382394040208926928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.jackthevain.com/skim/skim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
