Rehearsing. It's a bit of a grind, but it makes a huge difference, taking a decent band and honing its players into a well-oiled rock'n'roll machine. We do most of our rehearsals at 500 Keele, where John the operator is a never-ending source of bizarre entertainment. High as a kite and wailing on ear-splitting guitar while we set-up, with hidden knives to jimmy the doors he doesn't have keys for, every time we walk through the door is an adventure.
Cool things can happen in rehearsals, too. We got together on Monday, running through the set for our upcoming Hamilton gig. We'd had a layoff for a couple of weeks, but the playing was tight and the energy solid. Halfway through the set, Zack noticed some weird volume swells during "Dallas". We didn't think much of it, and plunged into "Waiting", which we haven't touched in a month or more. The tune rocked! Even better, as the last chord rang out, we had a new surprise. A couple of people were hovering behind the caged security door, digging our set. One girl piped up they'd heard us from the street, and walked into the warehouse complex to find where the tunes were coming from. They tried a few doors, accidentally setting off an alarm (hence the weird volume noises Zack had picked up on!!), before finding the right way into our space. Then they hung out in the alcove behind the barred door, just listening. Awesome. If you guys find this, we'll have another Toronto show booked soon - keep checking!
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