20141208

our friend had a darto-dream

Had this dream last night......

You guys (Darto) were on tour and were gonna stay with me at this giant house that I lived in. You had a weird roadie with Manson eyes and a John Waters moustache. He immediately gave me the creeps. I asked you, "What happened to Keith, or Scott?" You exclaimed, "They couldn't hack it, we left Scott in Texas, but he seemed okay about it."

The creepy roadie threw me the keys to your van and asked me to back in into the driveway. I was confused to why he wanted me to do it, but I went for it anyway. I put in the keys and the van revved super high and just peeled out. Going backwards. I couldn't make it stop. The brakes were out. I put it in park and that still didn't work. I was just bashing into cars, scraping the sides, just doing huge damage. Nick was in shotgun and didn't seem to be too bothered. I was freaking out though. We finally crashed into a wall and the car stopped. I look back into the van and there are broken guitars everywhere. It was like a guitar shop exploded. There were strings and necks and frets and nuts and bolts all over the van walls. You glumly started picking up the pieces but basically seemed nonplussed. No one was speaking. The roadie guy however was giving me a death stare.

I was freaking out and apologizing, but I was kinda pissed too. What kind of fucked up van is this? Why did I have to drive it? Why was the roadie looking at me like that?

The scene switches to a different street, my neighbors were coming up asking what the hell happened to their cars and why they were all smashed up. I said that my friends were on tour and their van was broken and that I was very sorry about their smashed up cars. They were really nice and said that they were in Gastr Del Sol (that's a pretty rad band I like) and they knew how hard touring can be. I was relieved that they weren't too pissed about their cars.

Now, it was time to really park the van. You and Nick were in the front talking and backing the van up and I was behind sort of directing you. There was a pickup truck behind me and so it was gonna be a tight fit. Whoever was driving wasn't really paying attention to my directions. The van kept creeping slowly back and started getting really close to the pickup truck. I was trying to get out of the way but couldn't. I was yelling at you guys to stop but no one could hear me. The roadie popped up into the back van window and stared at me. The van then pinned me against the truck and started to crush me. I yell, "you're fucking killing me!"

The roadie puts a finger to his lips and says, "Shhhh." Then I wake up.

20141020

sounds for you

it is a rare thing when you are given a piece of music in a very modest or nonchalant way, and it has the ability to almost stop time when you initially hear it. it is also a very rare thing to have that exact exchange with a friend, or peer. it is in these moments we must appreciate all of the things that we share with each other. especially those purposeful intentions, that is what makes up some of the greatest, and equally horrible things in the world. let's focus on the great here though, and consider a listen... 

20141017

monsters are due on maple street

we're going to relax for a while, and take a much needed break from shows. don't come over unless you are into watching rod serling do his thing. expect new sounds when come back.

the soundtrack for 'frontier' is almost complete. a few more things need to be tracked. expect more news on that soon.

we're playing one last show before our break on dec. 12th. details are here---->>>

sorry we had to cancel some shows, that is never cool. one of us got a new job, and that put a wrench in the plans. our parents are poor, what can I say?

20141014

dust contest

our dear friend, evan jewett included darto, and darto on the recording of his new record, which we're very excited about. it was an honor to collaborate with one of our best friends, and favorite musicians. some great memories were made, all thanks to not working. who knew that freedom could equate to happiness? keep your eyes open for his new record. it should be released sometime in 2015. it is better than anything you are listening to now.
 
the recording was done in evan's apartment in brooklyn, and at xx audio by this guy....
 
listen to evan's old bands here... 




20140917

ending start



a few things..

tour
touring is only possible when you have the kind of friends and family that we have. you are the reason we tour. at the end of the day shows and "scenes" come and go, both are fleeting ideas that shouldn't be taken so seriously. what should be are the relationships forged through such events or communities. this is recognition of such. you all know who you are, you support, house, feed, and love us like we do you. so thank you. we can't wait to see you once again.

shows
there are four shows left until we turn in for a long overdue break. they will be listed here --------->   
the break will last for a good long while. so get your fix now, and get hex, because it is almost gone at this point.

new music
a few months back we were asked by some very close friends to score a soundtrack for a film that has been in the works for a few years. we're very excited about what we've come up with, so the fine people at mother image have decided to put it out as a limited cassette, keep your eyes open. the film is called 'frontier', and that is all that we can say.

future
is now. where are you?

love,
darto

 

20140811

alien abduction

as we prepare to leave our nest, there is a moment of reflection.
look at the smile of this young man. is he happy? why yes, of course he is.
lettuce keep this image in our hearts and minds before we blast off. the answer is yes,
he is single.
 



new haven 8/28


20140730

last min show aug 3rd


come to this show. our good pals in spokenest will be rockin.

jah bless.

20140715

(no) hex tour

hey you, we're going on tour in august and september. look over here for continuous updates and show listings. ------------------------------------->

for questions/concerns/advice: 
motherimagerecords@gmail.com

20140516

our tests were just approved

hex should be here next month. thank you mother image.
until then, don't let your dreams decay.

20140319

hope for humans

you won't see these two playing at that hip bar on the hill.
you won't see these two at your favorite record store.
you won't see these two at the premier art opening.
you won't see these two at that exclusive new coffee house.
you won't see these two anywhere.
nor will they see you.
that's why they are here.

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20140302

mastered

our ep, hex, is mastered. we'll be sending it off to the plant to be pressed very soon.
keep your eyes and ears open for more news.

20140227

my future, your future, our future, together

hey buddy,
i know you probably have plans this saturday to toss back a couple at some craft cocktail bar in ballard, or shoot the breeze with your old college roomie about those old rock records you two used to listen to before going to your fiance's parents house in bellevue for craft cocktail night. here's an idea... don't. darto has an idea, do something radical. dust off those old records and go, see something radical, in a very tame setting. it's the perfect setting for you. as a young entrepreneur i'm sure you care about your investments, cute condo in ballard, stock options, home brew, and your clients that are waiting for you come monday morning, after your weekend craft cocktail party of course. all the while those dusty old records that your modern partner allows you to keep around because they look vintage are wasting away on that shelf of dodads below yellowed maps of the world. you know the shelf i'm talking about, the one your mother gave you. your partner tells everyone it is from the turn of the century, but you know it is just some old junker bought from sears and roebucks in 1957 that sat in your grandfather's poorly ventilated basement for a decade before you called your mother in need of some vintage looking shelving because your partner refused the ikea set you've had since your youth. still sturdy. ikea strong. here is a hypothetical, and let me be curt with this because the clock is ticking. you disappear on saturday after your rendezvous over a milkshake with college roomie. you catch a bus to downtown and walk to the emp to work off that milkshake, that was a lot of sugar. you see a lot of families and some young adults, most people call them teens. they are in their best and brightest punk outfits, and by bright i mean dirty. they are there to watch their friends tear up the stage that night. most of those kids you see are there because their friends told them to go via facebook, and their parents say, "well gee, it is a museum after all. so they must be learning something." wrong. not this year. they are learning how to channel the in difference that brews in us all, and watch those lucky souls who will not submit to craft cocktail night when they are old enough to enter through the sad and domesticated world that resides in every bar. you look at some of these young people and laugh, but you are nervous, and they can tell. so you stand in the corner, wait for something to happen... and it does. you see the future, and suddenly it makes sense where you went wrong. not only is your future embodied in the sonic glory of four young men playing some brand of rock..punk..? whatever is the cool word these days, but you see the future of rock and roll on that absurd stage. you see four friends who grew up in a culture-less suburban sprawl who have nothing else to say but, "why?!" you agree. "why?" i'll tell you why, nobody knows. but the issue is this, you stopped asking that a while ago, so this is what i have to ask you, "why?" you see these young people tearing themselves apart just like in the history books when you read about the weathermen. this is their rally. this is their fight. it is true, and honest. they are not trying to impress anyone, they are just being themselves, and having fun. hey, what a novel idea. what do you do? you race home after their set, throw on your old records, and quit your job the next morning. done and done. have yourself a craft cocktail to celebrate, and don't forget about those divorce papers too. good thing you went through your midlife crisis at an early age. now go live, and think back when you watched...
 thee samedi
 
set the standard for rock and roll in the pacific northwest. i know it is hard to believe, but there is a lot going on outside capitol hill and ballard. who knew it would be in bellevue, and with a bunch of non-jaded young adults who just want to make music and art because it is fun? i did. now you do too. don't be a square. go to this: