We have all heard the saying “good things come to those who wait.” Duh, if you wait long enough something is bound to happen and hopefully some of it is decent.
Most punk or hardcore bands start off by releasing a demo tape or CD and yes tapes are still manufactured. Then if the group can pull it together they might release a 7-inch or two, by this time in many instances this is where the band calls it quits and members move on.
After making it past the break up hump and keeping a steady rotation of writing, recording, and playing, a full-length LP became a discussed goal. We just didn’t want to pay for it.
The new DCOI record, “When History Repeats,” was released in Europe in August. Fortunately Voltage Records from the Czech Republic offered to foot the bill.
Our cut of the records had been shipped by the end of August but it seems as though international postal carrying services just despise a decent price with timely delivery.
Turns out it cost over one hundred dollars to ship 50 LPs from the Czech to West Sacramento, quite unfortunate.
The wait became so obnoxious that the records were pretty much written off and discarded as irrelevant, but Thursday morning turned out to be particularly sweet and offered a pleasant surprise.
DCOI singer Jason and drummer Lee were laying in the living room after a birthday party trying to sober up from whatever happened the night before. Guitarist Justin was in his room sleeping, no one expected to see him till about 4 or 5pm, when he normally crawls out of his lair.
The aftermath of the party was quite telling of what happened through out the night, all the way from the first few beers to the McDonald’s breakfast wrappers strewn about that a small army must have stayed up for. Actually, there is a good chance neither Jason nor Lee had slept at all.
Finally, when all anyone wanted to think about was the prayer for a possible chance to sleep, the U.S. postal service was knocking on the door not only with DCOI records but birthday presents that had also failed to come timely, ironically also records and shipped from Europe.
Like Christmas, the records were promptly ripped open and distributed around to the small circle of people who still remained awake. Almost as quickly as the records were opened the house was emptied as everyone retreated to their own homes for a listen and sleep.
Satisfaction is king, especially when all it cost was life, two years of writing, 48 hours of recording time, but not pressing or shipping costs.
The columnist has a nice way of writing, but in this case, assumes to much on the part of the reader.
ReplyDeleteWhile followers might know all about this band, someone dropping in for the first time would be totally lost - like being in the Czech Republic without an interpreter.
With more actual data on what was going on - and when (???) - this column could work.
As it stands, it's like walking into a lecture halfway through...