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The revolution will be anywhere…

Posted in blogtv, guitar, music, rock on April 27, 2011 by finerstacy

I feel like life is going to be different…yes just a little live streaming video and you are connecting with people instantly. Don’t get me wrong, I love playing in a live venue.  But we just did our first blogtv post and  it  reminded me of why I play music.  I play to feel good and to make others feel good.  How is cool is it that I get to be so close to Ethan while he’s playing a wicked solo and the energy is getting transferred online to anyone who is listening? Very!  Thanks to Noel and Manny for helping out with the technical difficulties.  It’s better when you actually hear the music.:)

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An autograph is very valuable

Posted in batman, music, rock, songwriting, the guild on August 18, 2010 by finerstacy

First off, FINER made it the next round of the battle of birdy’s!  We had a great night, met new people and as I was swing my guitar over my head in the air  I almost hit Ethan in the face.  He matrix styled his way out of it.  Thank you Mr. Reeves!   So thanks to those who came out and we hope to see more of you in October.  Also we’ll be at the Melody Inn next week on the 25th and we have a great night of music before we hit the stage.  Glass Halo and The Post Script are two rocking Indianapolis bands who always light it up.  Josh Eagle and Harvest City out of Ohio and Purgatory Hill  will start off the night.  Purgatory hill is getting press on The Onion’s website. Very cool!

Okay, enough promotion… I have had a crazy few weeks.  Every once and awhile I leave my lair of songwriting to head out into the real world.   Well, I was on the plane coming back from NY and I  was lucky enough to sit next to Sandeep from the web sensation The Guild.  Check out http://www.watchtheguild.com.   So first off he was very smart and super cool.  Second, this show is so funny, I almost died laughing.   The premise is about a bunch of online gamers of a World of War craft style game who meet in real life and drama and fun ensues.   I lived in LA where everyone is an actor and I hung out with a dungeons and dragons improv group so this show hits very close to home.   Everyone is quirky and hysterical and your neighbor is the stunt guy for every random kung fu movie on the back shelves of Blockbuster.    So, I got invited to meet the cast at Gen-Con.  AWESOME!  I could not believe how many people where there and how many new games were being developed and how many guys look good dressed as the Riddler.   The Guild had a huge line and I got to cut the line…not cool I know, but I was running to help a friend with a video shoot in Muncie so I had an excuse.  The show was created and stars Felicia Day from Dr. Horrible’s sing-along who is way too hot and way too talented.  The cast was so friendly.  Now, when I meet famous people, I get very amped up and excited so I was running my mouth and talking to everyone around me.  I offered to take pictures for several fans waiting in line…their loss as I could hardly keep my hand straight.  And offered several antidotes to those who were deciding what to buy.  “Oh, get the one that matches  your desktop.”  Or “Everyone needs three copies of season 1 on DVD!”   I was down with the cause… and why shouldn’t I be.  The show is funny and I got everyone’s autograph.   I now have a personal connection and will tell everyone about the show.   I also got Keith Richards autograph when I was a teenager and look how that has helped the Rolling Stones!  🙂

Be at the Melody Inn Wednesday August 25th. We go on late around 11:30 or 12 but the whole night will be Incredible!

Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Melody Inn
3826 N. Illinois St.
Indianapolis, IN
$5
Website: www.melodyindy.com
[map of this location]

Sweet soccer

Posted in guitar, humor, rock, soccer on August 8, 2010 by finerstacy

Let’s take care of business first.  Finer will be at the Battle of Birdy’s this Friday August 13, 2010 at 10:40pm sharp.  Come out and vote for us. It’s going to be a great night… http://www.finerband.com

Speaking of great nights…I just got back from N.Y. and got to spend a few days and nights with the family and for anyone who knows me and my Brady bunch sized crew you know I am the youngest of six and have an entourage of nieces and nephews.  Well, my flight got in late on Monday night so my first full day with the younglings consisted of intense soccer and playing with dolls.  My youngest niece reminded me that nothing is better than banging out some notes and beats on my old Casio.   She showed me all the latest dance moves including the yet to be made famous bang the ceramic doll’s feet together.  This rhythmic pattern will have all the pre-kindergarten children feeling instant joy and will be sure to annoy your teacher.    As the summer heat wave continued we headed outside for soccer.  This game was only for the strong.  And by strong I mean me and five of my nephews.   First it was me and the eldest guy ruling the field.  I felt all the glory of a top-tier athlete.  Swerving, jumping, and sprinting.  I got a lot of “Aunt Stacy, don’t’ play so hard!”  “Play at 50 percent.  Now play 40 percent.”  Soon this was deemed way too unfair.  We switched up teammates and the real effort began.    In an official soccer game there are two goals to be defended.  Each goalie stands in front of a net and guards it with his or her life. In my case it was a swing set with full on slide, ladder and rope swings.   I had to deflect the ball and at the same time watch out for a moving playground.  At the other end of the yard was a long fence and hitting the ball against the fence counted as a goal.   Although the playing field was a little bit uneven,  I was ready.  I had my new white Nikes on or as I liked to call them my nephew shoes. I did my best Elvis dance and sang “wearing my nephew shoes” in everyone’s face and subsequently got them stepped on.  I was being given the message…”Age is not on your side Aunt Stacy!”   So we set the teams up, 3 versus 3.  The youngest was on my team, I thought I had a ringer…maybe he was small, but that sweet smile is very deceptive and would be great for sneak attacks.  He had other plans.   He took a seat belly down on the swing and thus gave me one more thing to defend and look out for in the goal.  So much for sneak attacks. This was more like a swing attack.  Maybe he was a mole for the other team.  So it was down to 2.  I got an opportunity to play the field for a moment, scored about 6 goals and was told I was playing to hard from one side and not hard enough by my own teammate.  E tu Brute?   So we took a brief intermission and I gave the self-help lesson of compound Interest.  We reviewed you can improve over time, even if it’s little by little.  Your efforts will compound upon its self and your gains will be great.  They laughed it off, but we went inside and watched some Finer YouTube videos of bass player Uncle Ethan shredding on the bass.  They all knew how great he was.  But next I should them some of me rocking out on the guitar. They thought it was awesome and commented on how my armpits were right in front of the camera.   I explained that it took me time, but I have made great strides and now I am certainly a solid player.   But once this school lesson was over they were ready for more game time.  It’s not easy to keep up with elementary schoolers who are smart, witty and beyond athletic for their age.  But, I hung in there and charged up the field as much as could.  I left my sweeping the leg for another day and another story…remind me to tell you about the time I was playing Capoeira with my cousin in front of his mom and accidentally sent him crashing to the ground. Good times.    Soon we switched positions and I was back defending Central Park, I mean the goal.   They scored on me once, twice, three times.  You get the picture.   My nephew and what I thought was uplifting team gave a nice pep talk.  “Aunt Stacy, you’re letting them win!”  “Aunt Stacy, your skills are getting worse each time.”  “Seriously, are you for real?” So I dug in deep and said Buddy, this game is in your hands, but I need you to follow-up on every ball, watch their moves and attack and make a bee line for the goal, every time.  Now at this point we were down 7 to 20. I thought for sure it was over, but I was going to do my best to encourage him.  8 to 21, 9, to 23.  I was not helping the cause here.   “Aunt Stacy! We’ll never catch up.   But I kept yelling.  “Compound interest! “ “ Keep at it.’’  “You’ll get better each time.”  And then it happened.  10 unanswered goals!  It was 19 to 28!  My nephew was battling back and I had managed to hold off a few goals.  Remember the youngest was still swinging on the swing set and for all those concerned about the safety;   the ball was a rubber ball almost as light as balloon so no harm was done to anyone except to my face.  A few kicks had the ball land straight on my nose.  But you don’t need to look pretty for rock and roll so I’ll be okay.   At this point we were at hour 5 of soccer madness.  With one small break for grandma’s fresh cut watermelon (now that should be a song!), we were all pretty puckered out.  So we decided next goal wins.  The pressure was on.  My other nephews made it clear that I had to cheer for them as well and give them strategies because I loved them all equally and my information should be fair and balanced.  So with some grumbling from my team, I gave the other side some tactics and encouragement.  We had one play left and about one ounce of energy left to make it happen.  It was over before the ball even hit the ground. My teammate and “equally” loved nephew scored the goal.  The echo of a fence vibrating never sounded so sweet.  Victory was ours!  And so was the ice cream that followed!  I politely watched as the guys dug into their sundaes and my niece rocked out with her ceramic doll to the rhythm of the sprinkles being crunched.  It was a perfect day!

Watch my compound interest style guitar playing at the Battle of Birdy’s this Friday.

Night in Gotham

Posted in batman, jazz, music, musical equipment, rock, songwriting, star wars on May 13, 2010 by finerstacy

Okay, I will say it. I am a grown woman and I love Batman.  I love Batman so much that every piece of gear I own has the logo, the colors or some tie to the Dark Night.  My gloves:Batman, my pedal board:Batman, my basement:Batman colors with a yellow Batman Stripper pool…No stripping though; this is sacred ground people.  My fake entrance to the bat cave is only for show.  So when I had the good fortune to travel to Tunisia with a family friend and Tunisian native, I was caught off guard by my fast and strong connection to Star Wars.

Lying awake in my guest’s home I would listen for the first time to “Night in Tunisia” sung by Ella Fitzgerald.  I would marvel at her voice and the haunting melody.  It seemed like the night sky sprinkled with stars stood still as I listened to the song on repeat.  I got to play guitar with Tunisian jazz legend Fawzi Chekili who was beyond talented, kind and supportive.  He told me I was a good songwriter and introduced to me  to younger musicians who were also kind and talented  but schooled me while playing “The Chicken”.  Each time  beat one came around I would still be three counts behind.  Where was my utility belt when I needed it?  Some invisibility spray would have been perfect.  But I got to play some original songs and redeemed myself.

The food in Tunisia was so fresh.   The people were beautiful and the landscapes breath taking.   I brushed my teeth with salt from  the Mediterranean sea and drank freshly squeezed date juice.   My friends and I drove through the desert and literally the smell of the olive trees knocked me out.  Something the Joker would have used if he were battling the bat overseas.

So when we finally got to Matmata and  Tatouine I was a bit hazy and unsure of what we would find.  All I knew was that George Lucas and company had just finished shooting episode 2 about a week before and I was going to find out all I could about it.  We entered Luke’s home…a huge hole in the ground with windows cut out in the sand and walked deeper and deeper into the earth until we met a man who appeared to be a hotel concierge.  We were in the ground, in the desert and this was part of a hotel…keys and all behind his head.  So I turned into the ultimate tourist.  “I’m American! Star Wars! George Lucas!”  Nothing fazed the guy.  “Gold, silver! I will buy your hotel!”  Nothing.  His head and shoulders were a bit slumped.  Not even my Batman t-shirt could have riddled this situation.  And then like a force coming from a tractor beam, the concierge lifted his head slowly and said “I took a picture with Natalie Portman!” and his smile vibrated for weeks.  I said “Where is it?  Can I see it”.   “No” he said.  “It is at home on my mantel.” he said.  And I knew the force was strong with this one.  My love for Batman would remain strong, but that glimmer of hope of happiness was all I needed to see the power of the force…a beautiful girl from Long Island who went to Harvard.   Now years later as I stay up late at night watching  a New Hope and Princess Amidala’s mother.    I think to myself I am a girl from Long Island and I went to Harvard…Really I did for a whole day.

Texas is a state of mind

Posted in guitar, music, musical equipment, rock, sxsw on March 22, 2010 by finerstacy

Thank you Austin!  We loved being  in your city, being with your people and soaking up the music.  South by Southwest was awesome!  Finer played at Darwin’s pub for Red Gorilla music festival and enjoyed every minute of it.  The room was huge and the crowd was rocking.  I really enjoyed getting hugged and kissed at the end of the show.  The guys played great.   There is nothing better than  being on stage with top notch players throwing it down.    Abby Too(my red guitar) got some serious scratches and dents on her back side.   I will be heading to  Steve the Guitar ER for a touch a up.  Sorry baby!

Can you bare it?

Posted in guitar, humor, musical equipment, pedals, rock on May 9, 2009 by finerstacy

In heaven today!  My wah has come back to me. Crying never felt so good. Got my line 6 mm4…got a ways to go with that one, but it is cool as hell and my A/C boost is in transit back to the Midwest.   Spent the day jamming yesterday and can’t wait to have all the kiddies back home so I can just play and have fun.   Finer has got three shows next week and I’m heading back to NY before then so I can recharge my mojo batteries.  Promise to be back soon with some fuller stories but here’s a quick one.  Back in college.I flew in to NY to meet friends and go to an Ani Difranco show.  Took a cab to Penn Station and started playing my guitar because as usual my friends were late. By the time they got there I was singing some Oasis, Alanis and anything else that ended with an “S” for a group of French exchange students.  Wonderwall never sounded so good and classy.   Ani, was fantastic.  It was just her, no drums, no bass, but still a lot of screaming fans.   We got lost driving home and ended up listening to the Bare Naked Ladies for hours…with our clothes on.

Just saying thanks!

Posted in humor, music, rock on May 4, 2009 by finerstacy

Finer, had a great weekend. Cool show at Tilly’s Pub with Ethan and John boosting the sound.  Loved singing some Adele songs!  That girl is AWESOME!  We ended around 2:20am and everyone showed up for rehearsal at 10am.  That’s dedication!   Soon Ethan was  off to play with the Max Allen Band in St. Louis.   Just wish I had metal claws coming out of my hands like Wolverine so I can permanently scratch THANK YOU into the walls.