Wedding/Vineyard Caterers 3/24/12 Aquebogue, New York

It all began with the Tarantula.

He of effeminate qualities but doing a dickens of a job performing maitre d'/wedding coordinator duties at the lovely (Shining-esque) Vineyard Caterers of Aquebogue, New York.

We arrived thusly on a slightly cooler day of the week at a chillier sixty or so degrees in temperature amongst cloudy skies to set up our gear at this wedding reception and were asked to take our sign down by Tarantula (fair enough we were independently hired).

Shortly after Dave asked if there was a place to store our keyboard, guitar cases and costume bag to which Tarantula replied "right this way booby" with accompanying "buddy" arm on back.

Later during appetizer's Rob was coordinating wedding party intro's/band start time whilst receiving accompanying "buddy" elbow peccadilloes from the Tarantula as well.

He also liked the band and told us so, well we did do a smashing job and I am pleased Tarantula liked us as well, I wound up liking him too.

J.C. is responsible for the "T" moniker, you ask him.

Dave and Rob remain disturbed by the incidents, Fab fellow was he though.



There was a Mariachi band serenading the guests during cocktail hour and into the dining hall where we shared performance duties with DJ Lane of All Around Sound DJ's.

The band played exceptionally well providing an 11 Song opening set of songs including Eric's (unplanned and impressive) vocal debut of "Your Love" by the Outfield and a last minute request of "Billie Jean", an 8 Song dinner set of quieter music (which I love to play) and a 11 Song Dancey Dance Party set that had the room grooving and up on the dance floor for our entire performance. A Great reception and fun crowd for White Wedding.



Over the bridge and through the woods to grandmother's house we go.



I was very much looking forward to the appetizer friendly cocktail hour and to compliment my glass of Cabernet Sauvingmignon I procured an accompanying plate of (from 9 o' clock) Eggplant Rollatini, Swiss & Cheddar Cheese, Chicken Francaise, Prosciutto & Gourmet Seeded Cracker's (probably of the water kind) which was followed by an irresistible plate of Fried Calamari (I Blame J.C.) and then for Dinner appetizers Fresh Mozzarella, Tomato, Basil Antipasto and a Delicious Salad with a Sesame (Peanutty tasting) Vinaigrette followed by Stuffed Chicken with Squash and Roasted Potatoes in a Lemon Sauce (She DID say Mashed, She DID!!!) with Red Velvet Cake A La Mode for Dessert.

But more about the SALAD.

Dave (to Spike) - "What's the crunchy stuff in the salad ?"

Spike (to Dave) - "Croutons, Wait!,... I think its Captain Crunch."

J.C. (to Spike & Dave) - "Are You F**king kidding me, I said it wuz Walnuts"

and it was.



NYC Still Life.

This Is Show # 162

- Spike

O' Flanagans - 11/5/11 - New York City

I was the first to arrive at the "O" and awaiting my bandmates arrival duly ordered a "Pint of Ale" which went down nicely as I relaxed and sat on the edge of the very low and dimly lit bandstand, feeling most at home there,..... a smell of cheap tangerine perfume permeated the air and the shrieking, clanging sound of the peanut vendor's monkey on the sidewalk showed no regard for those who slept or those at conflict within their souls.

The band played a tight performance and the crowd was up and dancing by the first set, the partier's grew in diversity and intensity and its always nice to spark up A party early then keep the level energetic. Unique to this show was Dave inadvertently knocking a few framed iconic images off the wall during his musical performance to great effect and getting his (headstock mounted) bass tuner caught in Bruce Springsteen's headband. I also suffered from my rack tom becoming (and I mean) completely dislodged from the tom mount during the dramatic introduction to Night Ranger's "Sister Christian" which opened set 3 after which I had to do without for the song, Kudos to Mike (also a drummer, need I remind me) for rescuing the mounting right before song number two, Bon Jovi's "Runaway". We are invited back for a December Seventeenth performance (just a month away).

White Wedding was interviewed before our performance by NYU (New York University) for a future article about the band (see photo above) which was a fun experience for all of us.



Robert Smith.



This man drinks Semiquavers for Breakfast, eats Arpeggio's for Lunch and feasts on the Mixolydian scale for dinner. He is also a very nice fellow (and tasteful rock solid bass player) with a penchant for soup & cashews.



This man injects wild quail with chestnuts for breakfast, inhales obsolete pocket computers for lunch and feasts on Yak and Honey Dew for suppertime, He is the one constant in White Wedding (even when we were called The Airwaves) and it is this mans vision propelling us on our path beyond these things and closer to those other things. He is Mike without which the other things would not be happening in precisely the same way that they have been happening for the past number of years.



Who is That Ditzy Strumpet !!!???
OH WAIT, That's Debbie Harry !
NO WAIT That's Nancy !!!



Who needs Rachmaninoff when we have ROCKmaninoff !!!



I'm So Ronery
So ronery
So ronery and sadry arone

There's no one
Just me onry
Sitting on my rittle throne



This is Not a posed shot, another reason why Rob might be the finest and funnest frontman/lead singer I have worked with to date.



The Ultimate Nachos of O' Flanagans were indeed just that. Cheesey Cheese, Chunky Chili, Spicy Salsa, Spunky Scallions, Beany Beans and as a nice touch Fresh, Firm (mild) Veggie Jalapeno slices. If these were from a jar then it was a jar designed by the celestial core of mechanics during a philosophical pinata party and that aint too common folks.

Thanks to Jamie for taking the Fantastic photos.

FLICKR

- Spike