A rehearsal video and picking up where we left off.

Time for another blog update. This won’t be a very eventful one, but then again they won’t really be eventful for a few years or so anyway. At least for somewhat band-related things because every day could fill a blog between events and thoughts but no one wants to hear about that from me.

Yesterday was the first band rehearsal of August and the first one since a pretty intense fight we had at the beginning of the month. Things now more or less resolved, practice went beyond my expectations and we were very productive considering that: A) it was about 90 degrees farenheit in Alex’s kitchen (aka, the practice space) and B) we had three hours before my evening class to create a setlist for the August 22nd show and get back into the rhythm of being a functional, performing band.
I kind of feel that, while this will be our last show for a while because of school and such, it won’t be as final as that sounds. I absolutely love performing with Alex and I think he likes being in Gin Circus too so while I won’t actively be looking for gigs I’m open to the possibility of us playing some shows during the school year. We’ll see.
In the meantime, we recorded a video during rehearsal of our version of the Well Below the Valley. It’s the most intense song we perform and I never fail to be close to tears by the end of it. As we interpret it (and as some versions of the history of the song suggest) it’s an interaction between a woman with a rather sinful past who encounters Jesus at a well. We play our parts as we sing and get so into it that when Alex is in character and he locks eyes with me I truly believe it when he sings that my future is to burn in hell for everything I’ve done in the song. Here’s some screen captures to show a hint of the intensity this song generates for us:



That's hellfire, brother. Here's the video:



The shaking of the camera toward the end is because, well, Alex throws his whole self into playing the guitar and that means that the camera was shaking. It's not the worst thing, though-- that same day while he was playing some glasses in the sink fell over and made a horrible crashing and breaking sound. So rock and roll, breaking things. I approve.

That's it for now and, lest you think we were traumatized by our video recording experience, here's a picture to show otherwise:



see? we're a more or less cheerful bunch.

And now, for some lunch!

-Aubin