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Malax
* Dog in the Sand *
United Kingdom
1340 Posts |
 Posted - 12/06/2002 : 17:51:19
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| Having never seen The Catholics Im trying to work out who his who from some pictures im looking at the big fellow is evidently David Mc Drummer is Scott, now The thin weird dressed guy with those 50's style glasses on is that Dave Philips or is it Rich Gilbert. If so then the younger looking guy with blond spiky hair is Gilbert? |
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Sir Mike
- FB Fan -
USA
88 Posts |
Posted - 12/06/2002 : 17:52:54
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I think Rich Gilbert is the one with the old style glasses. If I recall from his work with other bands that he wears glasses like that.
->Words are only the tip of the iceberg of my thoughts.<- |
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ramona
"FB Quote Mistress"
USA
3988 Posts |
Posted - 12/06/2002 : 17:53:55
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Dave Phillips is the blond, Rich Gilbert is the "thin weird guy" (hee).
girlie so groovy I want you to know... |
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Malax
* Dog in the Sand *
United Kingdom
1340 Posts |
Posted - 12/06/2002 : 17:59:58
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So thats Rich Gilbert? This is messed up its like the first time I watched Sopranos with sound (long story), they look different to what I expect/DITS cover.
This picture is cool:
Never seen him smile, exception Gouge Docu but that doesnt count. |
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ramona
"FB Quote Mistress"
USA
3988 Posts |
Posted - 12/06/2002 : 18:06:10
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Oooh, he looks a little devilish, our Frank. But I like it!
Yeah, that is Rich. The Sopranos thing cracked me up, somehow I understood. Oh, he's doing the beer bottle thing! Mind the over spray!
(Okay, am getting punchy now - look out) |
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Malax
* Dog in the Sand *
United Kingdom
1340 Posts |
Posted - 12/06/2002 : 18:25:00
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| If I remember correctly didnt one of them get into the crowd and twat some guy for getting beer on his shoes. I forget which one it was. If it was Dave Mcaffery I may have ran off, if it was Rich, well lets say I fancy my chances. Seems harsh, he's the best guitarist in the world! that redeem me? |
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zanni67
= Bio Elf =
643 Posts |
Posted - 12/06/2002 : 18:34:53
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Yes, I'm pretty sure that was McDave.
I think the whole band ended up leaving the stage after they (Frank included) got Dave off of the guy.
But they came back after cooling off.
Zan
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theonecontender
= Cult of Ray =
Canada
565 Posts |
Posted - 12/06/2002 : 19:01:46
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Those are wicked pictures. And what's this about whiskey/beer on his shoes? Surely there must be more to it than just that...
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zanni67
= Bio Elf =
643 Posts |
Posted - 12/06/2002 : 19:17:49
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It was during one of the European shows last Spring. At least I think this is what Malax is referring to. Someone threw beer on McDave, and he jumped off the stage and attacked the guy, then Frank had to jump down and pull Dave off the guy, which of course resulted in the whole show stopping and them all leaving the stage for a little cooling off. Of course, this is one person's story, and I apologize to McDave if I have the facts wrong. I read it on the 8th day site or one of the sites awhile back.
Zan
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big_galoof
= Cult of Ray =
USA
310 Posts |
Posted - 12/07/2002 : 06:24:30
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it's my damn story! and it happened at a place called the indigo lounge in wilmington, vermont.
here it is folks, for those who've never read it:
2001, January 23th, Wilmington, VT, The Indigo Lounge
The Indigo Lounge is owned by a nearby ski resort, and so is fairly upscale - three bars and a restaurant, as well as a decent performance space with a medium-sized stage, dance floor and a balcony area.
My brother and I arrived early and found choice seating in the balcony. We were surprised to find Dave McCaffrey watching a Celtics game on a big-screen television, very close to where we were sitting. We spoke for a few minutes about the tour and his and Scott Boutier’s former band Miracle Legion. He seemed pretty worn-out, glad to have a few moments to sit and relax.
The opening act was a local band with a one-word name - something like ”Sand” or ”Bland” or something. I was unimpressed. The venue had obviously just had some new lighting installed - the kind that can be pivoted and arrayed in multiple configurations with different colored gels and patterns - and the person operating the light board during the opening act was clearly a novice. The light show was distracting and bothersome, making the first band’s performance that much more irritating. After they finished and cleared their gear off the stage, I wandered down from the balcony to the stage area. Dave Phillips was the first Catholic to come out and begin checking the tuning of his guitars. I warned him about the light show, insisting that they find out who was at the board for the opener and have him removed - forcibly if necessary.
After maybe 45 minutes, with the rest of the band assembled on stage, Charles came out, through the roaring crowd now gathered in the pit. Apparently there is no direct ”backstage” access to the stage - making his entrance somewhat confusing and exciting - he just walked right up and stepped on stage. No house security or bouncers - almost nothing separating the rabid fans pressed up in the front from the musicians. I realize that this is commonplace in venues of this size (an audience of 150 to 250 persons would be the maximum) but I point it out for reasons that will become clear later on.
Since I write the set list down in a little notebook as the show is happening, I don’t commit it to memory - so I have no recollection of what they opened with. Believe me, it rocked - whatever it was. The crowd was very enthusiastic and my brother and I had a great view from our seats in the balcony. Early in the show Charles pointed out that it was the first time he had played in southern Vermont. I mentioned that the Indigo Lounge has three bars - two of them are in the performance area, so the vast majority of those in attendance were drinking - and quite possibly already drunk. One such drunken reveler was seated at the bar below us, and was trying very hard to make his presence known to Charles during the pauses between songs. At every opportunity this guy would chant, ”Fuck you! Fuck you!” at the top of his lungs, while flipping the bird with both hands. The guy persisted doing this until Charles paused and addressed him - ”Fuck you? Is he saying fuck you? Well, fuck you too!” he responded into the mic, bemused by the drunk’s tirade. Charles went on, poking fun at the southern Vermont accent, ”You mean ‘Fahk you’ right? Fahk you!” Unfazed, they launched into the next song - although I couldn’t tell you what it was.
The band played for just under an hour and was doing ”Robert Onion” - which I only remember because Charles introduced it as ”Robert Winooski” (the band had played in Winooski, VT earlier in the tour where it must have been explained that winooski means onion in some European language) when things started to get interesting.
The drunk ”Fuck you!” guy decided that it was now time to make his way up to stage from the bar so he could properly display his affection for the band. He weaved up through the crowd - which now included me, some hippie dancing types, as well as the average thronging Pixies fanatics - juggling his cup of beer as he went. He made his way up the very front of the crowd, just to the left of where Charles was standing up on the stage. He started pumping his fist in the air with true ”Rock and Roll” sophistication, biting his bottom lip and grimacing coolly. He would turn and try to make eye contact with the other folks in the pit area, still pumping his fist, looking for drunken validation. He was wasted.
So there’s a part of ”Robert Onion” where Charles had stepped back away from the mic - maybe to check his tuning, maybe to say something to Scott - and the ”Fuck you!” guy seizes the moment and steps up on stage, grabbing Charles’ mic. He leans in to say something - probably ”Fuck you!” - and Dave McCaffrey steps over from where he is standing on the right and pushes the guy off the stage with a hard shove. The drunk guy, shocked and amazed, responds by splashing his nearly full cup of beer on Dave - and his bass, his mic, his amp.
The majority of the band is still playing now - and there’s a moment of stunned silence as Dave, drenched in beer, stops. With one motion, he throws his bass down on the stage - where it makes a huge amplified ”GONNNK!” sound - and screaming, leaps off the stage and on to the beer thrower! So now they’re grappling on the floor directly in front of me! Fists are flying! Headlocks are being applied! Charles leaps down and pulls McCaffrey off the guy - Dave pushes past me and disappears. The guy is hauled off by venue staff - which appeared, at last, out of nowhere - and one by one each member of the band files off the stage. Scott takes his little knapsack of goodies, Rich throws his strange ”Last Supper” towels over his pedal steel and keyboard, Dave Phillips grabs his binder of sheet music - and they disappear.
A hushed silence falls over the crowd. Obviously, the question on everyone’s mind is, ”Is that it? The show’s over?” Hell, I wouldn’t want to come back out after that kind of treatment. Fifteen minutes elapse and one by one, the band comes back out and on to the stage. Unbelievable. Charles makes a crack like, ”Welcome back for our second set!” and they launch into, um, I don’t remember. They play for at least 45 minutes - a set nearly as good if not better than the first!
I got a chance to speak to Dave Phillips again after the show as they were packing up, and I asked him whether that kind of thing h ad ever happened to him before - he said, ”All the time.” I asked if, while backstage, they had considered not coming back out after the incident and he said, ”No. We were just cooling down.” I waited around a little longer and Charles came out and began loading guitars into a road case. He graciously signed a promotional poster which I had every other member of the band autograph previously - and I thanked him for coming back out. He laughed it off - ”No problem.” I begged him not to let this prevent him from playing again in southern Vermont - again he laughed. He shook my hand at two different points and looked me in the eye as he said, ”Thanks for coming to the show.”
TBG
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ramona
"FB Quote Mistress"
USA
3988 Posts |
Posted - 12/07/2002 : 08:22:57
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That is hysterical (I mean your version of the story, not the situation!) - I especially liked the "Last Supper" towels. 
Thanks for putting it all here, I was interested to read it. 
girlie so groovy I want you to know... |
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mdisanto
* Dog in the Sand *
USA
1140 Posts |
Posted - 12/07/2002 : 08:23:19
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haha good story well not good, interesting i guess. unbelievable haha
-miked |
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zanni67
= Bio Elf =
643 Posts |
Posted - 12/07/2002 : 12:25:14
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Hey TBG, thanks for clearing that up! I thought it was a European show, but that just goes to show you how much I know/remember.
That is some story indeed.
Zan
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mereubu
= FB QuizMistress =
USA
2677 Posts |
Posted - 12/07/2002 : 12:37:40
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| You relate that story so well. I remember reading it on the 8th day website and having to call my honey into the room because it was "read aloud" funny. Just think of all the drunken bozos those poor guys have to deal with on the road. I'm sure it would be highly gratifying to just beat the crap out of one every once in a while. |
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ProverbialCereal
- FB TabMaster -
USA
2953 Posts |
Posted - 12/07/2002 : 13:39:37
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I want that SG standard rich is playing. so beautiful.
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theonecontender
= Cult of Ray =
Canada
565 Posts |
Posted - 12/08/2002 : 01:20:12
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Thanks - a good story, or yeah : "rock and fucking roll"
yes.
Dave should have had a drink with the fucker - uhh. Yeah!
1c on electic techno musick ... bass ... one time ... |
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theonecontender
= Cult of Ray =
Canada
565 Posts |
Posted - 12/08/2002 : 01:22:42
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DRINK...
I'm a dog in the steisand.
I'm very special. special> special> special> special> special> special> special> special> special> special> special> special> special> special> special> special> special> special> special> special> special> special> special> special> special> special> special> special>
yeah.... hahha.
1c on thought. |
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Sir Mike
- FB Fan -
USA
88 Posts |
Posted - 12/08/2002 : 08:56:40
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Nice story, they probably shoulda gotten the beer spilling guy out of there sooner though. Anyway, he got what he deserved for dumping the beer all over Dave M and his bass.
As for the SG, yeah it's a nice guitar, and Rich Gilbert handles the thing pretty damn well.
PS If you ever hear a FB and the C's song with reference in it to a beer spilling jackass you'll know where it's from. heh
->Words are only the tip of the iceberg of my thoughts.<- |
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FranknWeezer
= Cult of Ray =
USA
356 Posts |
Posted - 12/09/2002 : 08:49:05
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I wish Frank would play an SG from time to time. I have a '93 SG Special (yeah, theonecontender, I'm special, too...) and it has a great crunch on songs like So. Bay, etc. The SG is an awesome guitar.
Remember, check www.everythingsg.com to see pics of Dave and Rich playing their SG's.
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