LAFAYETTE WE ARE AT THE WILD SALMON TONIGHT come on out party people. Playin with Go Neptune, @sugarbearandthemonkeytangs, and @bantamfoxes <3
LAFAYETTE WE ARE AT THE WILD SALMON TONIGHT come on out party people. Playin with Go Neptune, @sugarbearandthemonkeytangs, and @bantamfoxes <3
Show next Saturday at Siberia with Social Set, The Shiz, and Chance Briant! Come celebrate Cherie’s 21st with us, too! | photo by Austin Perez
Thanks for dressing us for tonight’s show, @mavenwomenswear ! LAFAYETTE we want to see all of your beautiful faces tonight at Royal Teeth’s album release show at The District! (at Maven)
NEW ORLEANS TONIGHT last show of our #LunaSummerTour ! come on out to the PubliQ House!
Gateway to the West, right? We play St. Louis tonight at the Crack Fox!
June 22nd / New York, NY / PIANOS
This had been the day that I had been looking forward to the entire tour. We were headed to the hustling, bustling city of New York. Two things were for sure - (1) I was going to shop till I dropped and (2) I was going to eat myself into a food coma. I did both.
We made our way to my good friend Bryan’s apartment in Brooklyn (which included a killer roof top view of the city and a Jacuzzi). Upon arriving, we had a total of 30 minutes to shower and get ready before our first show ever in Manhattan at PIANOS. I can’t even put into words the many emotions that I was feeling that day.
We crammed into the minivan once again and fought our way through the terrifying city traffic as we drove to Manhattan. PIANOS was a place that I thought only existed in movies. Once the bar got full, if guys didn’t have a girl with them upon entering, they were sent to the back of the line that started wrapping around the block. Cherie and I were actually approached on a few occasions by groups of “suave” guys that needed “pretty girls” to walk in with them. No thanks? This place was packed shoulder-to-shoulder with some of the best dressed people I have ever seen in my entire life. This was clearly the place to be. We were lucky enough to share the stage with Pink & Blue, Wishes & Thieves, and Hank & Cupcakes. It was definitely one of the most eclectic lineups we have played on, but it was also one of the most fun.
June 23rd / Staten Island, NY / Full Cup
The next day we woke up ready to explore the city and all it had to offer. We hopped on our first subway ride of the day. First stop? Grand Central Station.
We made the long trek to Times Square and I shopped (a lot). It was a splendid time. We enjoyed a nice meal at McDonald’s and headed back to Brooklyn to get ready for our Staten Island show later that evening. We had heard some mixed reviews about Staten Island, but this night ended up being one of my favorite shows of tour. We played at a cool coffee shop/ bar called Full Cup with our newest friends in Blue Soul and Canvas Radio. Though the crowd was small, they were enthusiastic about our set and kept the energy in the room high. I couldn’t have asked for a better evening. Oh, and there was also a random bathtub located in the cafe portion of the venue, and Cherie and I took some slick pics in it.
After the show, we drove back to Brooklyn and met our new hosts for the next two nights - Phoenix, Eric, and Wesley. We were shown the basement in which we would be sleeping in and I knew that some good stories would come out of it. The small basement was jam packed with drums, guitars, and pedal boards and there was a rug on the floor that we would be using as a “bed”. With two blankets, five people, and one cement floor… we snuggled up and fell asleep.
June 24th / New York, NY
After waking up feeling a bit achy and rough around the edges, we got dressed and proceeded to the subway once again to enjoy New York on our “down day”. To start off the day, Anthony, Albert, and I ventured into Little Italy and found the perfect Italian restaurant with a $9.95 lunch special and devoured some of the best Italian food I have ever had. Well, maybe it wasn’t the best, but in comparison to the fast good meals we had been eating non-stop, this was gourmet. After meeting up with Cherie and Harry, we explored Central Park, which was absolutely beautiful and refreshing to see against the harsh concrete city that surrounded it. After roaming around for an hour or two, we made our way to SOHO and, of course, shopped some more. I can’t reveal anything just yet, but the boys bought something sexy to wear for our 4th of July homecoming show in Lafayette, LA.
After a long, tiring (but fun) day, we went back to the basement in Brooklyn, popped open a few beers, and sat on the roof that overlooked the city skyline with our new friends. Yes, I would be sleeping on a hard basement floor that night, but I still felt like one of the luckiest girl in the entire world.
Until next time,
Molly <3 <3
Huge thanks to Duck Moore for capturing this video of “Home” from Firewater 110 in Rock Hill, South Carolina
Upon arriving into the quaint city of Annapolis, MD, I had one thing on my mind. I get to see my mother or the first time in almost a whole year! This was probably the highlight of my time in the city. We drove that day from Cary, NC…only about a four-and-a-half-hour drive…not too bad considering today’s drive from New York to Cranberry, PA (a whole ten hours). When we got to the hotel, the first thing I wanted to do was lay in the bed for a minute. I tend to look forward to hotel beds, especially when I have a thousand pillows and a comfy, soft bed to rest my ramblin’ feet on. Thanks to Rosemary, we had a place to stay right in Annapolis and beds for everyone.
The band split up for dinner, Lebanese for the rest of the gang, and my mother and I grabbed some Chipotle. This was my first experience eating there. For you local Lafayette people, Chipotle is the fast food version of Izzo’s Illegal Burrito and did not measure up one bit. It was still a great meal either way, however it was funny to see the same kind of Izzo’s setup halfway across the country. I had the chance to sit down and catch up with my mom and enjoy dinner. After a fulfilling meal, we headed to the venue we were playing at that night, The Whiskey Annapolis.
As we pulled up to the venue It looked like the sort of place where rowdy biker gangs kicked it and did some hard drugs. It turned out to not be that sort of place, but had a multitude of people come out for the music. The bar was packed, as game seven of the ever so popular NBA finals was on….who cares…Heat won and life went on elsewhere. I was kind of glad though because the bar was packed with a crowd for us to play to while we were there. The lineup for the night was pretty interesting. A group of older guys and one of their sons got up and played some classic surf rock along with some other throwbacks such as CCR. They were great! (The drummer looked like Bill Murray in twenty years) He had a white collared shirt and his rally cap on while playing his set- keep in mind he is near the age of sixty. I enjoyed meeting him and sharing some cool stories and experiences, and maybe a cigarette and a drink or two. The second band Patchwork was also a great mix of music for us to follow up: a mix of soul, RnB, and a little reggae. The guys in the band were really chill and were fun to talk to that night. In particular I can remember the singer sounding a lot like Third World’s lead singer.
We took the stage finally and ran The Whiksey Annapolis dry of any words. Our crowd was great and we were all on top of our game. At the start of the first song, two unknown girls started making out front and center, so we knew we had set the mood for a great evening of music for all to get down to, however you wanted. Just note that twerking was probably not the best way to enjoy a little Wooden Wings action (to all you Guido wannabes). We ended the night with our goodbyes and hit the sack.
Next morning we continued a tradition from last year of eating at this breakfast joint called Double T’s. It is your basic diner, with a Jewish twist, and a whole arsenal of baked goods. Some of the best diner food I have had in a while…thanks to my mom for showing us and taking us out for this breakfast! We took off for a radio interview with a soon to be good friend Daniel. He ran the Phoenix internet radio station just south of D.C. He wanted to have us come in that day to play some music, and promo our show that night. He was also a musician on the bill that night. He played and sings for his band Yellowtieguy.
They sounded great, and also were the nicest people we had met in D.C. Ralf, their drummer, was also a character and quite the talented drummer. The interview went great and we headed to D.C. to get a little sleep and head to the Treehouse Lounge.
This was quite possibly the most interesting venue we had played of all time. To begin with, the venue was brand new, located near Georgetown. The biggest factor in the venue was that it was located near a college for deaf people. The bartender was deaf, and a good group of people that “listened” to us that night were deaf as well. We thought this was a really ironic and weird night. It also made me think how special it is that some of these people loved our music but couldn’t fully hear our whole set. This is a beautiful thing about music and it’s truly a great reason to support why I do it and love it. Anyone can enjoy it and relate to it no matter what the circumstances are.
After our set we went back to Noelle’s mother’s house to get some rest and head to the Big Apple the next day.
Turning 21 while being on tour with a band is an amazing experience to say the least. Even more so when you just happen to be playing a show in the state you were born in. My account begins in a little place called Atlanta the day before my annual celebration.
We were wandering around a multi-million dollar park right across the street from The Masquerade where we would later be playing. Eventually we were greeted by Jim, the man who was interviewing us for a podcast. Jim was a very friendly character who was associated with Zone Music Reporter, a venture that Molly’s father is quite involved in. Jim kindly offered us each a bottle of water that he had gone out of his way to provide us with and I happily accepted the token due to the amount of sweat pouring from my body due to the thick denim skinny jeans I had for some reason decided to wear in the sweltering heat. We came across a shady spot in the grass, and as we sat to begin the interview Anthony proceeded to kick up some dog shit on my shirt which luckily did not stain due to the fact that it had been baking in the hot Georgia sun for an extended period of time. I was overcome with a degree of anxious anticipation for this was my first real interview as a musician, which has been somewhat of a life goal for me. After a short briefing and microphone check, Jim fixed his headphones to his ears and pressed record. After an hour or so the interview was finished leaving me with a major sense of accomplishment. The band and Jim exchanged words of gratitude and took a long walk back to the ever-faithful Honda minivan. Upon entering our chariot we excitedly rambled about the interview and decided to stop at a nearby strip mall to kill some time before our load-in time at the venue.
[[Check out our interview for The Sunset District here]]
We pulled into the parking lot of The Masquerade to find several other bands unloading their gear from their respective vehicles. I casually exited the van and lit a cigarette as members of the band hurriedly began opening the back hatch to grab our things. After carrying in the remainder of said things, I took time to explore the evening’s musical sanction. The Masquerade is a rather large venue, evidenced by several posters advertising notorious acts scheduled to play future shows. It was gratifying to think that tonight I would be playing on a stage that these much larger acts would also perform on. The venue was split into three main stages themed Heaven, Purgatory and Hell. I found it a bit ironic that the Heaven stage was closed off and that we would instead be in Purgatory for the night. Purgatory had a large stage, sort of a rarity in my tour experience, and very high ceilings which provided the room with exceptional acoustics. There were many bands on the bill that night; in fact it was the largest bill of our tour. Luckily we were not the first act scheduled to play, so the crowd was gathered by the time we went on. Jim had returned with his family and friends to have his first live Wooden Wings experience which I was sure he was highly anticipating after our interview hours before. The show was one of the most memorable for me thus far. We received innumerable compliments on our set and did very well on the night’s merchandise sales. As I wandered the venue euphorically I looked at my clock and noticed that in a mere 3 minutes I would be of legal drinking age. I quickly ran over to an employee of the venue eagerly awaiting the wristband which I was unable to receive before midnight. As soon as the hour struck I headed to the bar and received my first beer from a bartender who was obviously much less enthusiastic about this drink than I was.
Our night in Purgatory then drew to a close as we neatly packed everything back in the van and drove to the home of our next host. His name was Charles, an acquaintance of Anthony’s family. Charles had been at our show earlier in the evening with several friends, who I was surprised to find all still gathered in his living room to greet us with freshly made pizza. Once they left, Charles accompanied me and the boys on his front porch for late-night conversation and a stiff drink to wish me a happy birthday. When I awoke the next morning I came upon an outdoor feast of a breakfast that Charles had prepared for us early that morning, including a makeshift cake made of zucchini nut bread complete with a candle. He was a truly remarkable host to us during our time in his home and I was more than grateful for his efforts. After a hot meal and a humble goodbye we once again set out on the road.
We arrived at the Firewater venue in my birth-state of South Carolina that evening full of delicious Chinese food from my birthday dinner. My initial impression of this place was a skeptical one being that the only people outside of it were what looked like 14-year-old kids smoking cigarettes in the parking lot and a running car containing three drugged-out adults who somehow managed to offer us pills despite the fact that they were barely able to hold their heads up from what I imagine was the intensity of their trips, all the while with an infant in the back seat. Perhaps in a birthday miracle however, the venue turned out very differently from this initial impression. As the bar filled with patrons and other band members, I met several amiable people. The stage we were playing on was as large as Purgatory and had a more impressive light-show to boot. Before we got on stage I received many phone calls from friends and relatives from which I became overwhelmed with a wave of nostalgia and emotion, which fueled an excellent performance for the night. Our reception from the crowd was surreal, and for a single moment I felt like a rock star as people rushed on stage throwing compliments towards us like a group of kids throwing empty bottles at a train.
As I laid down for the night to end a truly memorable day, I slipped out of consciousness with a peaceful sense of accomplishment and gratitude toward my bandmates who completed my experience. Here we are, only halfway through now. We’re shipping out again soon for a new show in a new city and I can’t wait to see what the remainder of this tour will bring.
How many guys does it take to change the oil in a van? Chicago, we’re headed your way tonight…maybe. #LunaSummerTour