Monday, December 22, 2008

Fuck You Mother Nature!!!!

While I find winter astonishing in it's appearance, I'm reluctant to applaud it's unfortunate side effects; mainly it's effects on travel and commerce. Weight of the World had two shows this weekend, one on Friday night and one on Sunday night. These shows happened to coincide with the most snowfall we've received thus far. While I definitely want to avoid a car accident and meeting my premature death, it is frustrating to have to sit at home snowed in when you could be rocking the fuck out. Those two shows (in Bristol, VT and Kingston, NY) was the only thing I thought about all week at work. So here's a big middle finger to snow in general. I also want to mention that digging your car out of snow three times in just four days fucking sucks.

Unfortunately, Bruce our drummer didn't get the message about the show on Friday being cancelled. By the time I actually got a hold of him, he was already on the road from Rutland and only twenty minutes from Bristol. To be quite honest, I can't believe he even considered venturing out to begin with. The roads were fucking horrible. Even the drive through downtown Burlington for me was sketchy enough. Bruce is a trooper alright. So he ended up just coming to Burlington and hanging out with me for the weekend. We didn't do a whole lot exciting, unless you want to count hanging out at Muddy Waters and drinking coffee and buying pants at the mall exciting. At least we got to check out that new organic pizza place called Bite Me. The girl who took our order was stunningly beautiful. Oh yeah and Bruce also volunteered for Vermont Freedom to Marry at the Palace 9 movie theater where they were showing Milk again. Mikey X showed up too. We had a great time being three heterosexual males working for a gay rights organization.

So its the Holiday season and I have not bought a single thing for anybody. I think that's pretty cool. The whole thing is way to vetted in materialism and shallow promises of community and family. It's all bullshit. We should all just get together and be happy that we made it through another year. Oh wait, that's New Year's eve.....ummm......Santa is a nazi.

I put the order in for the Weight of the World 7"s last Thursday. I really hope they got the package I sent them. I'm going to call United Records Pressing tomorrow to make sure they got the whole bundle. So the plan is to have 300 copies of our 7" vinyl EP. They will be available on three separate colors; red, green and clear. There will also be three black test pressings sent to me before the rest of the batch is made. The total cost of this was a whopping $777. And that is JUST the actual records. Jess and I have been working on a cover for the nifty piece of wax and we're going to make the sleeves ourselves with card-stock and get them printed up at Kinko's or something. That's probably going to cost me a pretty penny as well. The records will all be hand-assembled and numbered by ourselves. Besides, this is fucking hardcore. Isn't that the way it's supposed to be? I'm hoping we'll have the 7" ready for a release party in late February. I just booked a show for February 21st at 242 Main in Burlington. The show will also feature The Stereo State and Maker (two amazing Western Massachusetts Pop-Punk bands). I hope all goes according to plan.

I'm so tired right now. My nights go by way too fast. I lose my health insurance in nine days. The girl I like isn't over her ex. Things could be worse, but I'm fucking grateful to be alive and grateful for my family who cares so much about me. But seriously I need a girlfriend...

Sunday, December 14, 2008

New Weight of the World Songs!

We just finished up recording 4 brand new songs for a 7" release due out next year. Check out the songs and let me know what you think! We worked our fucking asses of on these tracks! Click on the link at the bottom right ===>

-Matt

Monday, December 8, 2008

I Resist

So this past Friday, I had the honorable pleasure of getting head-butted in the face. While watching Rough Francis at 242 Main, a rather annoying kid next to me was moshing in a very violent and disrespectful manner, when suddenly he thrust forward and knocked this kid over in front of me. The kid who got knocked over, turned around stared me straight in the eye and then proceeded to knock his head right into my face. I wouldn't say it was a very rewarding experience, considering I didn't even touch the fucker. So my friends Mikey X and Connor who saw what happened, immediately approached the kid and told him to get the fuck out. He tried to say he was sorry to me, but I just flipped him off. I was actually more depressed that a fellow human being would go to such lengths, simply because they were knocked over. I mean, it was a punk show. Stuff is bound to happen. Hell, I've been hurled into a stack of drum equipment before, but it was a complete accident. So if this kid was accidentally knocked over, would he still turn around and commit intentional violence towards someone? I just think thats so fucked up. I hope I never see that kid again. There's no place for violence or intimidation in hardcore. The whole incident was depressing to me, that I went home and probably cried for an hour straight. It sucked. I eventually moshed to the new Gaining Ground 7" though in my room, so I felt better.

So things get worse. I wake up on Saturday morning and hope on to the good and wholesome social networking site called Myspace and learn that the hardcore community has lost a monumental and wonderful individual. There was a bulletin post from Ryan in Outbreak, where he explained that him and his buddies over at Think Fast! Records wanted to sign Last Lights. He ended the post by saying that unfortunately their singer Dominic Mallory had tragically passed away only 48 hours after talking to the band about setting a deal with the label. Apparently Dominic suffered a hemorrhage during a performance that eventually spread to his brain and killed him. My fucking jaw dropped when I saw this. Last Lights had just performed at 242 Main back in September with Defeater and I Rise. I remember Dominic, even though we weren't friends. Bruce and I were standing off to the side of the stage, when the singer leaped off the stage grabbed my shirt and yelled a few lines in my face. I was ecstatic, needless to say. He poured every ounce of energy he had into his performance and lived the hardcore life everyday. I was so impressed with their performance, that after buying their 7" I did a review of it on this blog. It's still on here. You should read it.

So if you haven't heard Last Lights and the cathartic vocals of Dominic Mallory, please visit them at: http://www.myspace.com/lastlights.

There's also a 7" compilation called "Mass. vs. Cali," that features awesome bands like The Effort and Rotting Out. All of the proceeds from the record will go to Dominic's family. Go pick one up at:
http://heartinhandrex.bigcartel.com.

So did anything good happen this weekend? Thankfully, yes. On Sunday, Weight of the World went to Madcow Productions in Essex Junction, VT, to begin work on four brand new songs. I'm happy to say that we completed all the music for all four songs. Bruce and Nick did all the drum and guitar tracks in 5 hours. Most of that time, however, was Nick doing his overdubs. You know how guitarists are, they got to be all fancy and show off! Haha. I pretty much sat around all day, until it was time for me to do the bass and then I tracked all the parts in under 40 minutes. It was a piece of cake. We'll be going back in this coming Saturday to do the vocals, with Connor who has just recently come on board. He's got a lot of energy and he's pretty pissed off, so it should be sweet. Anyways, even just the basic unmixed music is pretty fucking awesome. It sounds so crisp, clear and heavy. We'll be slapping these four songs on some delicious vinyl goodness hopefully by sometime in January. We also got a show on Saturday night at 7 PM. Apparently we're playing at a purple pokka-dotted house at the top of Colchester Ave across from Fletcher Allen Hospital. Nobody seems to know the exact address. Oh well.

And seriously, nobody left comments on the No Love Lost review? You're missing out if you didn't check them out!