Here’s a funny story from the weekend…
So, I’ve been wanting a burberry scarf for a while. Why exactly I want one I can’t really say. They are fairly cliche, though I had no idea how cliche until our weekend jaunt to Nantucket. Waiting to get on the boat yesterday, we saw three people in a row wearing them, and these people weren’t even traveling together.
Despite this fact, I’m still interested. I actually think there is something useful about a cliche if you can pull it off. Frequently, we use them without thinking, but with some amount of awareness, a good cliche is just an effective metaphor.
(This actually reminds me of this week’s SNL, where in a parody of Plaxico Burress, Keenan Thompson said “It brings new meaning to the phrase ‘shooting yourself in the foot’,” and Seth Meyers corrected, “that’s actually the original meaning of the phrase.”)
So, yes, a bad cliche is pretty bad, but a good Burberry scarf is pretty good, and so sometime in the past few weeks I set my sights on one. For you fashion gurus out there, I am, indeed, referring to the classic haymarket check from English fashion house Burberry. Maybe if I call it a haymarket check scarf it won’t be so cliche?
Anyhow, I might just did get myself a scarf this weekend, and here’s how it may have happened:
So, we’re on the ferry right now and the captain has made an announcement: “Attention, please! Will the owner of a green Mercedes please return to the vehicle deck at this time and shut your alarm off. Once again, will the owner of a green Mercedes please shut your alarm off. Your car will not be stolen”
Perfect.
What a great weekend for Miss Fairchild. We had the opportunity to travel to Nantucket for Stroll Weekend, where we could entertain locals and stopovers alike at the Chicken Box, the island’s premier venue, and our regular home when we play there.
Travel to and from the island is always fun. No one wants a band with a bunch of gear on their boat or their plane, but eventually, after much griping, they always help us out. This time, we were able to be a thorn in the side of an airline and a ferry company, so that’s always nice. Spread the wealth and all that.
In my last blog entry, I spoke of possible tour mvps. One such candidate was that first meal of the day: breakfast. On many days I don’t eat breakfast, which is odd since it’s my favorite meal; in fact, I haven’t once eaten before noon since we finished our tour. Until this morning, that is. I woke up way too early today, after far less sleep than necessary. It wasn’t my intention to do so, but the moon, while beautiful, was just too doggone bright, dagnabit. Anyhow, breakfast ensued, and while nothing to write home about in and of itself, certainly got me thinking about Miss Fairchild’s favorite breakfast joints. We always do a top six around here, since that’s my particular number (do you remember that little tidbit about OLLSS’s tracklisting?)and well, I’m the one writing this blog, so I’ll certainly list six places. In fact, though, this is really a top five with one honorable mention. You’ll see why shortly.
After playing Firehouse 13 in Providence, Miss Fairchild defined the Stamina Show by heading with a quickness to Nantucket Island, the original home of Jive Sucka! and the old stomping grounds for us all…
Hi there. Please enjoy some photographs of Miss Fairchild playing a fashion benefit for the Nantucket AIDS Network. Remember, Daddy Wrall jumped in the pool and all that?
August 2007
Miss Fairchild, the Boston-based Pop-Funk band, announce the release of their sophomore long-player Ooh La La, Sha Sha… on Tuesday, September 4, 2007. With a style that distills the best funk and pop music from the past thirty years into a fresh new sound, the album fuses the band’s flair for spectacle with a genuine knack for what works.
Well, well, well. It seems that Miss Fairchild was on television yesterday. (I say “seems” not because I didn’t know, but beacuse I can’t believe it was yesterday. Time flies when you’re playing funk music!) We stopped over at the Plum TV ‘Morning, Noon & Night’ Show while we were waiting for the ferry, and looking each 1/3 cowboy and 2/3 dapper (that’s a whole lot of fly, by the way), were recruited to take their program home for them. So, if you missed it live (it was live! Did I mention that?), see it now and let them know what you think.
[It’s just Miss Fairchild, by the way. You’ll have to go to Youtube if you want to see The Miss Fairchild Show.]
Schuyler
Well, well, well. For those of you who missed it, there was some pretty wacky stuff happening at 36 Hummock Pond Road on Nantucket last night. Between Daddy Wrall leaping into the pool fully clothed during our set and some folks leaping into the pool, um… less fully clothed right after we finished, it’s safe to say that somebody had a good time last night.
We had a really fun show tonight at the Rose & Crown. For me, it’s really great to be back on the island after being away for the past few months. I can really appreciate the air here. In fact, the night ended for me with a really long walk. Of course, it was raining (just call me Charlie Brown...), but that did more to add to the brilliance of the night than it did to detract.
So, it was a good night. But one with it’s share of (let’s call them) interesting moments.
People: we love you. You are the reason this is good and I thank for you that.
Miss Fairchild made a little homecoming last night, to the place that, in a way, it all started. You see, Daddy Wrall, the Great Dunlap and Samuel P. Nice used to play in this band Jive Sucka! way back in 1997-8 that foreshadowed in a serious way what’s going down nowadays. That band lived and played on Nantucket Island and it is to her shores that we returned last night with the new five piece band.
And Nantucket really came out for us. Came out and supported the band, supported the music, supported the upcoming album, supported its own. You folks exceeded my expectations.
And hopefully we did the same for you.
For those of you who don’t know what’s up, it’s a whole new era in Fairchildland and if I were you, I would get on the train now, while you still can. Those of you that have been with us all along: say word, motherlovers; you guys got it going on.
And on we go. See you at the next show.
Lap
After shows, many of y’all ask where we from. Normally, we shake our heads and reply, “New England.” That’s rarely enough, as most of you are either a) from New England, b) have been to the place, or c) have family and friends here. Invariably follows, “Where in New England?” or..”Oh, like Boston?” And then we reply, “Well, we practice in Providence, RI, except when we don’t. And we do a lot of mixing, mastering and performing in Portland, ME, and P.Nice hails from Cambridge originally, but… Oh yeah, Daddy Wrall and I live on Nantucket.”
In case you missed it in the paper:
Wrall Skillz Changes Name Diminutive Falsettist Adds Name, Acronym by Jaime Heiny-High
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