Pre-Holiday CATCH UP!

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Quite a bit has been going on these days... so much so and at such a pace that our usual staff of Bloggers can't quite keep up. We've hired various interns to help out, but you know how that goes... its all fun and games until you gotta scrub the toilet. Anyhoooo... Pat here, on my debut blog post! I'm going to try to make sense of the last few weeks and though I'm having trouble remembering the exact sequence of events this is pretty much what happened. Go:

I live with Jeff Taylor in a technicolor treehouse in Bushwick, Brooklyn. And not the snazzy part of Bushwick with all your organic food shops and hoity toity fabrics, the real disaster area part with rats the size of VWs and rain every single day of the week. One night one of these rats busted in our window and cleaned us out.



But for some reason they left a few guitars around. So we high-fived for our mixed fortune, blasted a little Zeppelin and went to bed. The next day Jeff put a sign in the window to try to trap some more bandits, but it didn't work.





So we decided to do laundry. No time to sulk! It was Friday and JUPITER ONE was playing the Mercury Lounge!!!




Speaking of Jeff Taylor... He's been working on a real wicker couch of a record. He lets us all come in and play stuff on it. Its been great. One day Zac showed up and decided to cut loose on a couple songs. He sang and played flute and clarinet and all kinds of stuff and it sounded really great. Go Zac!




Then at some point Jupiter One went to Washington, DC to play some club and some interesting (at least to us) things happened. The first of which was a stow away in the BLAZE. Zac and Dave and I knew that Jeff Taylor was coming in the BLAZE with us to DC, but K DIDN'T! So Jeff's 6'5" frame collapsed itself under the seat that K was sitting in for no less than 45 minutes. Halfway down the turnpike he emerged and scared the crap right outta K. It was great!

The club we played was Rock and Roll Hotel. We saw Margo and Iceman! We love those guys. (see previous post for when we rocked their wedding) Then Rich let us stay at his house. In the morning I heard a floorboard creak and opened one eye to see Jeff standing there with his backpack on ready to hit the museums. He's a pretty big history buff and was so excited he could barely sleep. We funneled a few pots of coffee in our faces so as to match his enthusiasm. Time to hit the bricks! We did this salute on the Department of Labor.



We went to the National Archives and looked at the Declaration of Independence and Constitution. There's my boy Caesar Rodney. Go Delaware!!! If you're not first, you're last...



Jeff got in a staring contest with J. Edgar Hoover and lost.



Dave just got pissed at him for not understanding the benefits of clean coal technology.



Then he found this great Barack Obama Christmas record at a gift shop.



We split to my Mom and Dad's house where we were filled with snacks and homemade soup. Good country living!! Jeff and I put up the Christmas tree. Dave told us various stories that my mother disapproved of.



We performed the Department of Labor salute for my folks and blasted back to the city. A solid week!

-PJD