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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   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
[map of this location]


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.

united we stand

Posted in music, songwriting on January 19, 2010 by finerstacy

Sending all of our love and support to the people of Haiti.  We see a lot of people stepping up and getting involved and it is inspiring.  Our family has donated through the Red Cross and hope you find an organization that feels good to you.

Finer just got back from Chicago and made a whole new group of friends at Bird’s Nest bar.  It is always a pleasure to play there.  We put the finishing touches on vocals for “Better to Love”.  This one was tough for me.  I like to do complete takes, so I have been singing this track over and over and making sure it is heartfelt and all of the intervals are in tune… We want this song to be uplifting  let us know what you think.

Take care!


air guitar

Posted in humor, musical equipment, songwriting on September 3, 2009 by finerstacy

Well, it’s been one heck of a summer.  My new guitar is finally here!  Abby Too! is totally rocking!  Ethan and  I have been going to college stations and playing songs off the EP and we have been playing with some new band mates we can’t wait to introduce you to in the fall.

The guitar is fantastic care of Steve D, the guitar ER!  We put Dimarzio super distortion in the bridge and the PAF pro in the neck.  Also I picked a used super distortion (about 30 years old) for Abby One.   I don’t want mommy to get blown away by the newbie.

Spent some time with my family in NY and made guitars with my nieces and nephews…paper plates, string, wood, markers and LOTS of tape…very hip.

I’ve been writing a lot and we got the opportunity to write a theme song for a movie company.   We should know by October if we got the gig.

Hope everyone is well and staying healthy…stock up on that garlic.   It will guarantee a date to the prom…did I say prom, I meant a date with your mom to the prom.

Have a good one!



love fest!

Posted in guitar, music, pedals, songwriting on June 1, 2009 by finerstacy

Hey folks, sorry I’ve been m.i.a. for a while.  We played a bunch of shows and I’ve been tinkering with my pedal board day and night.   Pretty close to getting it done.  Ethan and I are doing matching colors…yes totally cheesy, but I can’t deny who I really am…Velveeta to the max! I picked up the fulltone choralflange on ebay and made a friend out of it.  Who said chorus doesn’t bring people together.  Watching a lot of Paul Jackson Jr. videos on line.  His a big xotic effects guy and it’s awesome to hear him jam.

Finer played an amazing show in Chicago at The Orphanage last weekend. The staff couldn’t be nicer and we met some great bands…up from the wormwood definitely played some beautiful tunes.  Check them out on myspace.

John and I jammed at Tilly’s on Friday.  It was a four hour love fest!  We love the patrons and the owner Diana is a class act.  So when you are in Indy come check us out there.  Ran sound for the Bishops on Saturday during a tornado warning…yikes!  The band was incredible!  People were dancing the whole night.

Okay, check out we’re playing everyday this week and two shows will be with the full band so we’ll be glad to have Ethan and Richard laying it down!

Be well!

What time is it?

Posted in guitar, music, songwriting on May 17, 2009 by finerstacy

Back from NY, and we already played three shows this week.  It was a blast.  Wednesday was at the Tap Room in Zionsville, Thursday at Lizard’s and Friday at Tilly’s.  Thursday was awesome because it was the full band.  Watching Richard and Ethan rock out was a like a kid watching his favorite heroes on T.V.  I was just glued to the tube.  At one point during the show, we were doing one of our famous Finer interludes and John was soloing his tail off that I totally just stayed on the progression and let him keep going…forever.  It’s usually a two minute break but this turned into ten because it was just so vibey that I didn’t even realize how much time had past.   Tilly’s was great, we met some new people and sang songs with the regulars.  We even had some guest vocals which is always nice.   It was just me and John that night and he did a great job of covering parts yet was still tasteful.  Now we’re gearing up for the next bunch of shows. I am learning new covers and working on the originals.  Can’t wait to officially record them.  The band is really connecting and it will be fabulous having it down on tape.

yes please

Posted in guitar, humor, songwriting, Uncategorized on May 7, 2009 by finerstacy

“Who is this?  Who the ##$# is this? ” That was one of my brothers calling my house and talking to my friend who picked up the phone.   “Stacy, I think it’s for you”.  One thing I’ve learned over the years is to be respectful on the phone.  There’s nothing like having a customer service person who doesn’t want to be there give you an attitude when you’re trying to get some help over the phone. Eighteen year old Jessica would rather be hanging out with her boyfriend then talking to me about why my computer won’t start.  But I am sure it doesn’t help when I enter the conversation ready to rip somebodies head off.  “What do you mean, the warranty doesn’t cover flooding?  Why would I buy a warranty if it doesn’t cover all damages.”  I’ll tell you why, because sometimes you want to feel complete and make the whole purchasing experience a smooth and easy one.  So when I’m on the phone and the sales person asks “would you like an extra pack of strings?”  I always say “yes please.”  You see everybody wins, you get what you wanted and they get to up sell you and make commission. Everybody wins, just not you.  Or if a friend asks if you can help them move into a new apartment the answer is always “YES, please”.   So I think back to when we were living in L.A. and Ethan was not my boyfriend or my husband, but my hardworking bass player who needed to move apartments twice and needed me to do most and all of the moving.  That’s how he knew I was good catch.  Any girl who can move an entire apartment in one night while his roommates sit and watch TV and wait until the last box is out the door to ask if she needed any help would be a good wife or at least good at cleaning the basement or organizing a sock drawer.  So when moving cross country to Indianapolis, we decided to get rid of most of our things.  We sold a lot of gear, gave away all of our furniture and basically kept, books,  a few guitars, my songs and notebooks and our clothes.  Starting all over in new city  brings many exciting things including changing your address, setting up a new phone, internet and telling so many people your new information you almost get used to the muzak that is playing while you are on hold.  “My baby takes the morning train…”  Hey it’s better then silence which is always paired with that eerie crackling sound in the background. You’re not really alone but there’s no one to talk to.  So it kind of became an exercise in humility talking to everyone on the phone.  Constantly being patient, understanding that they get thousands of calls a day from  angry customers who think the world is going to end if they don’t get their cable turned back on right this minute.   I am certainly not perfect, once in awhile I find myself being way too demanding for what I am asking for.  Like earlier today when I had a missed call from Chicago and called the number to find a woman who vehemently  denied that she had called me.  I started off politely but after a few minutes of listening to  “Well I could have never called you because I have not picked up my phone in over ten minutes.”   I said “Who is this?” and I felt that good old fire ready to kick in. “My baby takes the morning train” began playing in my head and I backed away from the phone for a minute and calmly ended the conversation and listened to the message coming from a business associate who had in fact called from that woman’s number.  So instead of calling back and doing a “ha, ha, you’re burnt!”  I rang her up and said sorry for the confusion.  You see I can be nice and accommodating and not have to have somebodies head on a plate just because we were not in agreement. I forgot to mention that while in L.A. I moved three times and Ethan had to  do one of those all by himself while I was substitute teaching.  I’d call him from work  to say “Hey do you want to move all of the stuff into the van while I’m happily on my lunch break?”  I heard some crackling silence and then all I could hear in my head was “”Who the !!?!? is this?” but out loud I heard a nice reply “Yes, please”.