Last week I posted a sneak photo peak of Miss Quincy’s new all-girl band The Showdown.
Today I have a sneak video peak as they rehearse for their upcoming 6 month tour across Canada, the UK, and Europe (Yes, I’ll be along for the whole ride too). The ladies have been rehearsing right on top of a downtown Vancouver storage warehouse (Yes, it’s the same place where The Storeroom Soiree was held).
Meet Miss Quincy’s new all-girl trio The Showdown.
Featuring upright bass and drums, these ladies are armed with attitude, killer musicianship, and are without a doubt the hottest all-girl rhythm section around. Miss Quincy doesn’t fit the classic girl singer/songwriter mold and The Showdown isn’t your average all-girl band. You won’t find them singing pretty pages out of their diaries, instead you’ll find them getting down and rocking out with raunchy electric roots & blues.
Miss Q caught leather-handed trying to escape the photoshoot into the bar.
Don’t worry Mom, it’s just a prop.
Miss Quincy simultaneously strips and provides a cover for Shari as she pees standing up.
Miss Quincy & Holly stroking each others’ heart-ons.
Photo by Russell Eggleston
The ever-badass Showdown.
This mustache smells like hippy.
Photo by Russell Eggleston
Miss Quincy & The Showdown molesting their favorite redhead, Russell Eggleston.
The Showdown Family Portrait
Photo by Russell Eggleston
Meet The Resurrect Christ Foundation, my favorite post-voodoo shock-folk band that is also a not-for-profit society advocating for the resurrection of Jesus of Nazareth. They’re just about to release a new album called Lest Ye Sin.
Their website lives here, check it out or burn in hell: www.theresurrectchristfoundation.com
“One day, while practicing tantric long division, Josh had a musical vision that would push the boundaries of contemporary music to their absolute limit. A true multi-instrumentalist, he felt that by combining all of the instruments he owned, borrowed, stole, or created, he could produce the ultimate, boundless soundscape. That didn’t work, so he recorded the ‘Little Sins’ album instead…”
“Jared rides entirely on the coat-tails of his brother Josh. He has no discernible musical talent, yet somehow manages to make a contribution. His caustic wit, along with his effervescent personality and nearly unmanageable sex-appeal, keeps him in the band. When asked what he does, he simply points at the guitar and says ‘that’. Talk about the strong silent type…”
“Mark refuses to play live with the band, calling them a ragtag collection of talentless hacks. He prefers the studio sessions, whereby he can be in complete control of all the elements required to lay down the exquisite tracks necessary to propel the simplistic tunes into the extremes of sexsonic greatness. His technique varies between dulcet and intoxicated…”
Now that’s a res-erection.
Walking with Christ.
Let your hair down if you love Jesus.
The Broken Mirrors is a brand spankin’ new superband made up of handsome gents you probably know if you’ve ever spent any time in the musical corners of Vancouver. Their recently recorded demo is a killer shade of rockin’ quirk and you’d best keep your eyes & ears open in the upcoming months for The Broken Mirrors to officially debut their sounds & show (www.thebrokenmirrors.com). In the meantime, here’s a sneak preview of the band.
Noah demonstrating a classic light-testing face.
Inside The Broken Mirrors’ dressing room.
Nothing loosens you up to have your picture taken quite like a round of dirty jokes.
Nothing limbers you up to have your picture taken quite like a high kick.
Noah “This is my band, bitches!” Walker.
Michael Rush, the movie still character from another time.
Michael Simpsonelli, the brooding badass.
Tom Heuckendorff, who I’m suspicious secretly works as a male model to supplement his music career.
Nothing tells you someone is done having their picture taken quite like a cigarette shoved up their schnoz.
My photo collection is well on its way to containing a disproportionate amount of images of Miss Quincy and her smokin’ hot girl band (who have yet to be named, by the way, if anyone has any softcore badass suggestions).
These photos are from last week’s show at The Slice in Lethbridge, AB.
Located up above the drool-inducing Whyte Horse Cafe in Canmore, AB is a gem of a venue that feels like someone’s secret living room. I’ve been to a lot of venues in my life, both as an audience member and part of a band, and The Glue Factory is the chocolate sprinkles on top of the cream of the crop.
And instead of babbling like a sentimental fool afflicted with a flaming heart-on I’m just going to say go to The Glue Factory … And go often.
Ladies sound-checking while I gorge myself on peanuts and candy.
At home in The Glue Factory.
Bison burgers of goodness.
Miss Quincy at The Glue Factory.
The Glue Factory’s balcony.
View from the balcony.
The Glue Factory is Nurse Layhe approved.
Stand-up squared rhythm section (stand up bassist & drummer, that is).
Post show strawberry shortcake.
I’m not going to lie, I was worried about touring with an all-girl band.
However, it turns out I’m traveling with perhaps the most low maintenance group of ovaries ever to assemble into band formation … And it’s a kick-ass band at that.
Let’s take a closer look …
Pre-Show: The 10 Minute Transformation
The Show (at Tracks Pub in Olds, AB)
The Money Shot
(Disclaimer: Don’t go getting any ideas in your head that we end every night in hotel rooms, hair soaked with all-night dance party sweat, and money bursting right out the cleavage … Only in Alberta boys and girls.)
Once upon the longest day of the year, Miss Quincy hijacked the unplugged SOULstice gathering (in Winlaw, BC) by cleverly commandeering an inverter & chain of 4 car batteries and getting an impromptu all electric dance party on in front of her trailer.
Last night Miss Quincy performed a house concert at one of my favorite houses in the galaxy. That favoritism could be due to the fact of up until a couple weeks ago Miss Q and I both lived upstairs. Thanks to Michael Graham and the new roommates for letting us back into the house.
Backstage (aka: Michael’s bedroom).
Joined on stage by ye olde left hand man Tyler Toews.
As a touring band, some days residual Tetris skills from your youth are much more important than your musical chops. For example, we have somehow managed to pack 5 stringed instruments (including an upright bass), a drum kit, 2 amps, a full PA, a merch set-up worthy of a farmers’ market, luggage for 6 weeks, 10 hats, and 4 ladies into this minivan. (Photos from Miss Quincy’s 2011 Summer Tourcation).
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