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ABOUT XIFER AND HIS BRAINCOOKIES :::

Xifer Fortier is the resident production manager at Jay Siegan Presents and heads up the sound crew at the Red Devil. A fan of music, love and cocktails, he is enjoying spouting off about his experiences in the crazy world of local rock n roll. Tell him you love him, or let him know he should get lost at christopher@jaysieganpresents.com

This is sent to our friends in the music community... with love.

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Hey there, go ahead and forward this to your friends... or even better have them sign up for our mailing list (braincookies, show announcements and more) here.

Xifer doesnt book the shows at JSP (we would never allow that)... but you can always contact Sarah for such things.

The Red Devil's website is here.

Come by and have a drink with us. : )

September 3, 2003

Sometimes it’s all about loose ends. There exist ongoing dialogues about previous columns. I get letters, comments, insults, and of course REALLY eloquent REMOVE letters.

"REMOVE FROM YOU (sic) SPAM LIST - you guys are rude - after I’ve sent you my $5 dollar demo and asked twice for a response after hand delivering it Personally - I've never gotten a response. On top of that now I have to receive your unsolicited SPAM - you guys are wasting my time - I ask that you stop immediately. I can't believe you sent me this!"

Geez. $5?? Really?? You guys need a manager. Anyway, sorry. Hope it all works out. I can't stress it enough, so I'll say it again: if you don't wanna get this, please find some reasonable way to say so, like dropping a note to christopher@jaysieganpresents.com with "REMOVE and fuck yourself" in the subject line. Our systems administrator will mobilize our troop of naked, pithed oompa-loompas to make sure your name is removed immediately.

So LOOSE ENDS. Lets explore:

More folks who seem to be highlighting love and respect as the lynchpin (TM-CDMcG) of their music-centric organizations: Beet Root. Nicole and Sarah do a monthly music/fashion-show event featuring DJ’S, bands, and cutting edge designers, with an emphasis on live hip-hop

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Since the Justice League closed, where are we seeing live hip-hop in this town? I'm asking sincerely since I just don't know. Anyway, here’s one place. Beet Root's kinda new, so there's no website yet. Beet Root sprouts next September 30th at the Red Devil.

Alisha Amnesia’s 3 Punk Bands and a Drag Queen. It’s a monthly event at the Red Devil. We can’t get away with it much more often than that since we have neighbors who are easily frightened by loudness, leather, and revelry. The cool part about it is this: The vibe at these nights is pretty consistently great among staff, bands, and crowd. With 3 punk bands around, AND a drag queen, AND a crowd, AND $2 PBR’s, you’d think SOMEONE would be a dick. Not so, about 98% of the time. Big Props.

Judas was once the Monday Night Hoot at the Café du Nord. Eric Shea’s thing. Now it has grown into an uber-hoot that’s named after the guy who betrayed Jesus with a kiss. I confess I’ve never been, and it’s a little embarrassing, since its one of the longest running and best respected hoot nights in SF. What would really thrill me would be if some folks could write in and lemme know: Is it cool? Does it suck? Is it family-esque? Is there a general air of respect, celebration, and collaboration? Is it spectacular and magic at its best, and at least listenable and fun at its worst? Please advise.

I’d also love to know about the general vibe of the Morning Spring Rain folks who seem to be picking up where the Maritime left off, to wit: reggae shows, metal, and cool shows that sound really fun but aren’t blockbuster enough to piss off Clear Channel/BGP. My pal Alex from JK Sound runs monitors over there sometimes, so I’ll ask him, but I’m also asking YOU. Have you been? Have you worked there? Have you played there? How’s it feel?

SOME DIGRESSIONS:

-Jeff Fletcher of Wonderbread 5 points out that some of the finest cover bands in music history include:

Sam Butera, Louis Prima, Frank Sinatra, Sammy Davis Jr., Tony Bennett, Elvis Presley, The Monkees, and pretty much anyone whose careers were built on standards and songwriters. Clearly we're talking about different things here--party bands as opposed to glitzy Vegas singer types, but note the similarities, and consider that entertainment for entertainment's sake is not a new idea.

-Chris Cendak, amazing DJ (catch Chris and Christopher‘s A-side/B-side nights at the Big Foot Lodge on Polk/Washington) (Oh, and neither one of those is me) (Its not my fault--if you were born male between '66 and '78, in all likelihood your name is Chris) (I'm overdoing this parenthetical-aside thing, aren't I...) anyway, Chris Cendak, amazing DJ, true music geek, and Red Devil doorman inquires, "Where in the hell did the Dead Milkmen go??!! Can we get them to play here?" Big Lizard In My Backyard was a true Rosetta Stone of punk with a sensahuma, or that subgenre that granted under-the-radar-legend status to Toy Dolls, Camper Van Beethoven, King Missile, and Mojo Nixon. Where'd ya go, Beelzebubba? We hardly knew ya...If anyone knows of the whereabouts of the Dead Milkmen, please let us know.

-Anyone besides me notice that we haven't heard the word SARS since June or so?? Do the kids no longer get the SARS??! Do the kids no longer care about the SARS?? Do we no longer require a media distraction to get us through the week without staging a revolution?!! Did we notice that Monkey pox sounded too cute to catch on as a ravaging epidemic blight??! The inventors of the boogieman du jour go out for drinks on Fridays at 3, shake their heads and laugh, “I had such high hopes for Monkey pox and it just never caught on…”

-An engineer who shall go nameless here tells me the new rule is: three (3) engineer peeve violations in one set = grounds for spontaneous engineer smoke-break. Word to the mother.

-I never need to hear another note from Madonna OR Brittany, but that kiss was HOT. Sue me.

Stay in touch folks. Love hearing from you. And keep pedaling (TM-KRB); it’s a long way to the circus.

Xo,

Xifer
christopher@jaysieganpresents.com

ABOUT XIFER AND HIS BRAINCOOKIES ::: Xifer Fortier is the resident production manager at Jay Siegan Presents and heads up the sound crew at the Red Devil. A fan of music, love and cocktails, he is enjoying spouting off about his experiences in the crazy world of local rock n roll. Tell him you love him, or let him know he should get lost at christopher@jaysieganpresents.com This is sent to our friends in the music community... with love.	::: XIFER'S BRAINCOOKIES ARCHIVES ::: Aug 26, 2003 \| here Aug 22, 2003 \| here Aug 14, 2003 \| here Aug 6, 2003 \| here July 30, 2003 \| here July 23, 2003 \| here July 16, 2003 \| here	::: MORE INFO Hey there, go ahead and forward this to your friends... or even better have them sign up for our mailing list (braincookies, show announcements and more) here. Xifer doesnt book the shows at JSP (we would never allow that)... but you can always contact Sarah for such things. The Red Devil's website is here. Come by and have a drink with us. : )

September 3, 2003 Sometimes it’s all about loose ends. There exist ongoing dialogues about previous columns. I get letters, comments, insults, and of course REALLY eloquent REMOVE letters. "REMOVE FROM YOU (sic) SPAM LIST - you guys are rude - after I’ve sent you my $5 dollar demo and asked twice for a response after hand delivering it Personally - I've never gotten a response. On top of that now I have to receive your unsolicited SPAM - you guys are wasting my time - I ask that you stop immediately. I can't believe you sent me this!" Geez. $5?? Really?? You guys need a manager. Anyway, sorry. Hope it all works out. I can't stress it enough, so I'll say it again: if you don't wanna get this, please find some reasonable way to say so, like dropping a note to christopher@jaysieganpresents.com with "REMOVE and fuck yourself" in the subject line. Our systems administrator will mobilize our troop of naked, pithed oompa-loompas to make sure your name is removed immediately. So LOOSE ENDS. Lets explore: More folks who seem to be highlighting love and respect as the lynchpin (TM-CDMcG) of their music-centric organizations: Beet Root. Nicole and Sarah do a monthly music/fashion-show event featuring DJ’S, bands, and cutting edge designers, with an emphasis on live hip-hop . Since the Justice League closed, where are we seeing live hip-hop in this town? I'm asking sincerely since I just don't know. Anyway, here’s one place. Beet Root's kinda new, so there's no website yet. Beet Root sprouts next September 30th at the Red Devil.	Alisha Amnesia’s 3 Punk Bands and a Drag Queen. It’s a monthly event at the Red Devil. We can’t get away with it much more often than that since we have neighbors who are easily frightened by loudness, leather, and revelry. The cool part about it is this: The vibe at these nights is pretty consistently great among staff, bands, and crowd. With 3 punk bands around, AND a drag queen, AND a crowd, AND $2 PBR’s, you’d think SOMEONE would be a dick. Not so, about 98% of the time. Big Props. Judas was once the Monday Night Hoot at the Café du Nord. Eric Shea’s thing. Now it has grown into an uber-hoot that’s named after the guy who betrayed Jesus with a kiss. I confess I’ve never been, and it’s a little embarrassing, since its one of the longest running and best respected hoot nights in SF. What would really thrill me would be if some folks could write in and lemme know: Is it cool? Does it suck? Is it family-esque? Is there a general air of respect, celebration, and collaboration? Is it spectacular and magic at its best, and at least listenable and fun at its worst? Please advise. I’d also love to know about the general vibe of the Morning Spring Rain folks who seem to be picking up where the Maritime left off, to wit: reggae shows, metal, and cool shows that sound really fun but aren’t blockbuster enough to piss off Clear Channel/BGP. My pal Alex from JK Sound runs monitors over there sometimes, so I’ll ask him, but I’m also asking YOU. Have you been? Have you worked there? Have you played there? How’s it feel? SOME DIGRESSIONS: -Jeff Fletcher of Wonderbread 5 points out that some of the finest cover bands in music history include: Sam Butera, Louis Prima, Frank Sinatra, Sammy Davis Jr., Tony Bennett, Elvis Presley, The Monkees, and pretty much anyone whose careers were built on standards and songwriters. Clearly we're talking about different things here--party bands as opposed to glitzy Vegas singer types, but note the similarities, and consider that entertainment for entertainment's sake is not a new idea.	-Chris Cendak, amazing DJ (catch Chris and Christopher‘s A-side/B-side nights at the Big Foot Lodge on Polk/Washington) (Oh, and neither one of those is me) (Its not my fault--if you were born male between '66 and '78, in all likelihood your name is Chris) (I'm overdoing this parenthetical-aside thing, aren't I...) anyway, Chris Cendak, amazing DJ, true music geek, and Red Devil doorman inquires, "Where in the hell did the Dead Milkmen go??!! Can we get them to play here?" Big Lizard In My Backyard was a true Rosetta Stone of punk with a sensahuma, or that subgenre that granted under-the-radar-legend status to Toy Dolls, Camper Van Beethoven, King Missile, and Mojo Nixon. Where'd ya go, Beelzebubba? We hardly knew ya...If anyone knows of the whereabouts of the Dead Milkmen, please let us know. -Anyone besides me notice that we haven't heard the word SARS since June or so?? Do the kids no longer get the SARS??! Do the kids no longer care about the SARS?? Do we no longer require a media distraction to get us through the week without staging a revolution?!! Did we notice that Monkey pox sounded too cute to catch on as a ravaging epidemic blight??! The inventors of the boogieman du jour go out for drinks on Fridays at 3, shake their heads and laugh, “I had such high hopes for Monkey pox and it just never caught on…” -An engineer who shall go nameless here tells me the new rule is: three (3) engineer peeve violations in one set = grounds for spontaneous engineer smoke-break. Word to the mother. -I never need to hear another note from Madonna OR Brittany, but that kiss was HOT. Sue me. Stay in touch folks. Love hearing from you. And keep pedaling (TM-KRB); it’s a long way to the circus. Xo, Xifer christopher@jaysieganpresents.com