Wednesday, February 27, 2008

Tuesday, February 26, 2008

It Doesn't Have To Make Sense





































I Fought The Pool & The Pool Won

I love it when you don't have to be at a club super early, so naturally I was happy to sleep in and watch a movie then leave after "rush hour" traffic to go to the Silverlake Lounge. We arrived around 7:30 and got to see a really cool set from Nicholas Alexander & The Matadors. We were originally booked to play with our friend Robert Francis whom came down with pneumonia this past week and we are happy to hear he is getting better. We had a few refreshments and chilled with our buddies from Dawes. As the night progressed more and more people showed up. We went on around 10:30 and by that time all our friends were hanging out. It feels great to play the new album live and to have all our close friends and some family in the room makes it all the more enjoyable. Our dear old friend Luke Macmaster got up and blew some harp with us. You should check out his tunes.

After the show and a few $2 pints our boys informed us that they had heated up the pool in plans to go swimming around all night. Wiley from Dawes and I cruised over to the house and the band followed in the van with all sorts of buddies. The pool was literally at least 95 degrees and felt genius. At one point someone broke out a bottle of Absinthe from Europe and we swam around with our glasses full of the neon green liquid having a nice little evening. Lots of people were jumping off walls and railings into the pool and it looked like fun so I gave it a shot. It didn't work out so well for me as I slipped and fell which would have been fine if I had fell into the water but I missed. I opted to have pipes dirt and a concrete wall break my fall instead. Don't try this type of foolish behavior at home kids. My Mom saw my leg and ribs and appropriately dubbed me a knucklehead and rolled her eyes. Boys will be boys I suppose, and my friends are the best a guy could ask for because they didn't even get mad at me for breaking the pool. Because apparently the pipe I broke was the water main and had been leaking all night so on the hottest day in months we woke up to a pool with one foot of water left. On the 5 south headed back home my brother and I got stuck behind a van that said something like "booty tossing ring girls" all over it. It was hysterical to look at this van and I had to take a photo. I got a phone call from my friend Johnny (Aeronaut Records) as we were driving next to the van and he informed me that its a "world famous" traveling stripper show that he saw on Howard Stern. We hit In & Out and called it a day. Delta Spirit is back from tour so its nice to have our friends back home and the stories they told me while still on the road were amazing. Brandon called when I got home and in an hours time we only managed to get through three stories which were all insanity. Now im gonna ice my knee which looks like a large plum. Lord forgive my foolish ways. Thank you to all our incredible friends for coming to the show and everything else you do for us. See you in santa cruz.

Love,

Kyle

Saturday, February 23, 2008

Coffee Beer & Mexican Food



























Wulff called around noon asking if I could be ready in 15 minutes. I skipped my usual routine of coffee,news,cigarettes etc. and put on a suit. We had some affairs to attend to in Los Angeles and our traffic karma was good and it didnt take to long to get there. We did what we came to do and in the process drank a little bit to much coffee so like any logical self respecting young man does we switched to mexican food and beers to bring us back down to earth.

Wednesday, February 20, 2008

Mollys.Tommys.Ramos House


















On the jukebox @ our favorite local bar "molly blooms"



















Smoke break


















Walking home from "Love Burger"













Robert Francis & Kyle after the show















Al and his "Sweetheart of the Rodeo"

















Caps puts sugar in his ice tea and poses with the King





























Al at the "Ramos House" inhaling a giant cigarette

I Left The Spanish Village By The Sea For The City

That’s what they call the town we come from and that’s the name we gave to the instrumental song that opens our new record. Everyone went to a studio tonight where our pals The Deadnotes are recording. From what I could make out on the phone it sounded like a ruckus little party. Al tried to get me to come along but it’s seemed like a bigger bite than I could chew. Saying hello to lots of people at once can be overwhelming and often ends up in awkward high fives that missed their mark and calling people by the wrong names and strange half hugs. Id rather be one of the first to show at a party than to walk into one people have been at all night.

Valentines Day I went out to dinner with Caps. I think he had a fried fish sandwich and I got a tuna melt and we both had ice teas. At dinner I learned that Caps had never put sugar in his own ice tea before. I took a picture of him with Elvis to celebrate this milestone in his young life. We thanked Greek Pete for the meal and I bid farewell to Caps and headed up to Los Angeles to meet Alex and Lauren. The drive made my first drink my best. An ice cold beer after an hour on the freeway is as calm as a cold pillow at the end of a warm bed. We met at the Old Paps Blue Ribbon Brewery downtown ended up in our brother’s loft playing some records and having a few glasses of scotch before we went out. Good fortune smiled on me and I somehow lucked out with a young lady far out of my league as a date. The four of us ran a muck downtown bouncing around from bar to bar and running into all kind of friends. Alex and I drank scotch most of the night and happily accepted a round of tequilas from a new friend. The next day it seemed we didn’t appreciate the kind gesture as much as the night before.

Friday I rolled around in bed most of the day setting up pillows and sheets just right to block out the sunlight. A shower and a Sheppard’s pie brought me back to life and after dinner we headed to the hotel cafe to see our friend Emily Wells play. On the way we ran into our old friend Mikey and convinced him to miss the bus and come to the show with us. We toasted his recent engagement and his baby girl due in June. Emily was spectacular and really charmed the whole place. After the show as we headed back to the car we walked past a familiar bar where some friends worked and popped in for a night cap. Alex and his lady stuck to the plan and I on the other hand welcomed a handful of nightcaps and stayed behind to catch up with friends. I ended up back at my friend Taylor’s house and made a southwestern omelet before falling asleep during a party.

Saturday Taylor suggested a late morning brunch and everyone seemed to like the idea. Less than a hundred yards from his home a cafe' was empty between breakfast and lunch rush. The 7 of us quickly turned into 14 as more and more friends showed up to eat blueberry pancakes and French toast and drink bloody marys & mimosas. Our friend Blake ordered a screw driver and I suggested he try a Harvey Wall Banger and the drink quickly became a hit as everyone passed it around. Sooner than later we all had a few of our own and were doing our best Kennedy impressions. "foooourrr mo arrrr vyyyy wall bangas fa me n my men". Aaron met us and received good news about one of his new shows and this gave just reason to celebrate with a pool party up at his house. After brunch we headed up the hill to heat the pool invite over friends and get out of our clothes (it was day 3 for me of the same suit) and into some swim shorts. More good fortune came our way when we received a phone call informing us that we had been invited to London in March to celebrate a friends birthday. It was a golden day of splasing and lounging around the pool carelessly. Eventually I ended up on the couch with season six of Curb Your Enthusiasm. Shane Max and some of the other guy went out to see a band at the echo. Aaron and I stayed in and after a few hours on the couch I retired to my part-time room downstairs and fell asleep watching the Devils Advocate and had weird dreams about mental hospitals.

Sunday morning I figured id go home but as fate would have it that wasn’t the case. I woke up well rested and walked into the kitchen to find Shane had already made coffee which in my book is a close second to anything. We chilled out and chatted watched Family Guy smoked a few cigarettes and eventually Aaron woke up and we went out to lunch at the Crepe' place down the hill. We all got fajitas and Aaron re-enacted the "What Am I" YouTube video over and over again until we couldn’t laugh anymore. We took a trip downtown to recover my car and we decide to have a little get together to watch Aaron’s new show later that night. A quick stop at the store for drinks and things and we were back at the house and in the pool again. I think it was almost a 100 and the steam rose up into the lights and set a chilled out mood. We ordered pizzas that never came which worked out great cause they felt bad and gave them to us for free for coming down to pick them up. We watched the show "Breaking Bad" and I enjoyed cheering on my friend's great new accomplishment. A few games of pool later I decided to head home for the busy week that lye ahead. I said my goodbyes to good friends and looked forward to taking off the same suit Id been wearing for four days straight. On the drive home "Superstition" came on the radio and I again realized what an insane song that is. It felt good to sleep in my own bed and hang out with my brother.

Monday morning I got to work on band affairs. Mainly preparing for the release of the new record. After a French press worth of coffee and some catching up with the family Alex and Caps picked me up for a band meeting to finalize all the album stuff. Wulff cooked up some steaks and we drank some wine and took care of what needed taking care of. The album comes out May 13th and is lovingly titled "You'll Never Understand This Band The Way That I Do". (This is meant to be taken from a personal point of view of course) We have a small show on the books Feb.25th next week at the Silverlake Lounge where we will play the new record, nearly in its entirety. Then its up to Santa Cruz for a gig and possibly a few house parties. Its all free so come hang out hear some new tunes and have a good time.

-Kyle

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Of Nickname Fame

In this blog often times band members may be referred to by their many nicknames. In an effort to avoid any confusion, here is a small list of these names...

Chris Wulff-
Wulffy
Wolfmother
Wolfenstein
Wolfenstein 3d
Wo Mo

Riley Stephenson-
Len
Lenny
Leo
Leonard
Iranian
Nimoy
Rocko

Tony Cupito-
Caps
Cappie
Chiki
Richard
Chick
Chick Hern
Dick
Laki
Loch Ness

Alex Kweskin-
Kwesk
Ol' Fats
Kwesky
Al
Alejandro
Albatross

Kyle Krone-
Kronie
C-Dome
Dome

Zack- (Kyle's Brother)
Zachary Zackaroo
Radley
Roo
Roo Radley
Booze
Boo Radley
Rattle Stick
Boozey
Arang
Arangatang
Radley In Action
Bazzle
Bazzle Expedition
Roozer
Roozer Boo
Rattle Snake
Battle Stick
Activity Man

Monday, February 11, 2008

One Day Two Shows

It was very nice to see all of you. You made both shows so enjoyeable for all of us. Thank you for all your spirit and enthusiasm throughout the evening. Looking forward to seeing you again.

We would like to thank our friends Robert Francis and his incredible band for a truly stellar performance. If you have not yet heard these guys yet please do yourself a favor and pick up their record "One By One". Its genius and most certainly one of our favorite albums.