You probably thought we were dead or just forgot about us. That’s ok.
We’ve had a few lineup changes. Many people thought we had or should have broken up. But we have so much more music and things to talk about and stories to tell. There are so many more paths we envision for this band and things we never accomplished musically that we still have to do. And why do it now? Because we have the best songs we’ve ever written. We’ve decided to start our own label. We will be releasing the record ourselves with the help of Dualtone, our managers. We will own our record 100%.That’s why we need your help and why we have set up this pre-order system to generate some cash flow so that we can start making this thing happen. Even the smallest thing, like coming to a show helps. If you feel like donating a dollar or two it helps.
If you want to get something in return, choose from one of the options we’ve set up below. We head into the studio at the end of February and will release the record this summer. We hope you enjoy the music we make in the future.
Jesse // Colour Revolt
“P.S. If you have any XL shirts or larger that you’d like to donate, I have decided that’s all I’m wearing from now on. Maybe you’ll see your large Aunt’s horrible xmas mural shirt on a CR stage someday. Really, any huge garment will do. Send them to Dualtone, c/o Jesse Coppenbarger 203 N 11th St, Suite B, Nashville, TN 37206.
There are all kinds of things to snag… CD pre-order, vinyl, t-shirts, posters, private house shows, handwritten lyrics, even an invite to Sean’s wedding reception.
You can send any donations through paypal, the email address you use is firstname.lastname@example.org.”
I had no idea how Vancouver could begin to compete with the Olympic display that Beijing pulled off. Ice projection. Give a crowd thousands of flashlights and see what happens. With a pretty small team of people, they pulled off quite a visually entertaining show. Enough with the fiddle, though. I can’t handle it. The team that worked to put all of this together is run by David Adkins. For 33 million Canadians, it was a hell of a spectacle.
The video of today’s Olympic competition related death was only the sixth in modern Olympic history was disturbing. Five of those six deaths were during the winter Olympics. Luging moves people at speeds around 90 MPH (or whatever the Canadian, Metric equivalent is). It still blows my mind how much work goes into all of this. Every athlete that waived their respective country’s flag was in unbelievable shape.
It took me nearly a week to sit down and watch the Lost Season 6 Premiere. We were playing a show in Tulsa, OK on the rainy Tuesday. Two hours of Lost was such a breath of fresh air. It’s been entirely too long since I’ve mindlessly obsessed over time travel and black-smoke monsters. The series has consumed a massive amount of my time between watching/reviewing episodes and arguing with friends about how to best rationalize polar bears. With Conan’s empty desk, it seems that both television shows I’ve consistently watched are both on their way out.
I think the best performance on the short-lived Tonight Show hosted by Conan O’Brian was Wilco performing “You Never Know” on June 24, 2009 (in support of their current release Wilco - The Album). I’m still shaking my head at the ridiculous suits they wore. We listened to the new WIlco record while driving through Wyoming on this last tour. It was one of those drives that would be absolutely beautiful if we weren’t driving directly the sun. I think I know where Danny Boil got his inspiration. Listening back to Wilco’s single makes me wonder just how many bands actually played Conan O’Brian’s Tonight Show.
If anyone in Atlanta missed the O’Brother show at Drunken Unicorn last month, I’m sorry. It’s the best response that I’ve seen to them in a long time, and they absolutely destroyed. I’ll be excited to spend entirely too much time with those guys in the upcoming months. It will be a great set to watch each night. After their Atlanta show, I drove back home and watched Network again. Its a movie about a fictional Major Television Network (ABC, CBS, NBC… etc) that fires their morning news anchorman. After the bad news, the anchorman threatens to kill himself on air. It boosts ratings, and the television station keeps him on air. I’m not sure why the current Conan situation seems to evoke the same feelings about Network television. I remember falling asleep watching Conan most nights before class in Middle/High School. He’s been painfully honest through the twisted process of losing his show.
A couple weeks back, NBC announced that they reached a deal with Conan. The terms of the exit deal pays out around $45 Million to O’Brien, while NBC maintains characters/concepts created specifically for his shows on the network (See: Triumph the Insult Comic Dog). Producing Leno’s Late Night show during primetime was an interesting experiment, because It was obviously cheaper than creating another pointless hour-long drama. I’m still hoping that Conan is pulled back out from that After threatening a three year non-compete clause, the final settlement allows for Conan to immediately pursue shows on other networks.
We had the opportunity to perform on Late Night with Conan O’Brian in 2008. It was an absolutely enjoyable experience. I’ve been a fan of Conan’s show for nearly ten years. With that said, I’m a little overwhelmed by the amount of public backlash against NBC. The sudden departure of Conan evoked an emotional response from countless people who might as well be screaming, “I’m mad as hell, and I won’t take it anymore” out their windows and onto their #TEAMCOCO Tweets. The end of Conan ushers in the beginning of Lost’s conclusion. If I had a choice in the matter, I just might bring Conan to Dogen’s Temple spring room.
With Season 5’s Jughead blast still ringing in my ears, Brandon Dees (bassist of Harrison Hudson) caught me off-guard with a single word. “Aliens.” That line of reasoning would explain a race of eternal island inhabitants. The island/vehicle/ship’s wheel has been steering characters through space and time. It’s both too farfetched and simple. Other shows that Abrams has backed (Alias, Felicity) race the clock toward outlandish Sci-Fi endings. Abrams is busy these days producing Mission Impossible and Start Trek sequels.
Without hesitation, Season 6 brings us right back to the beginning of it all- 2004. Oceanic Flight 815 never crashes and LAX is a much smaller world than I ever realized. Characters seem fated to cross paths.
It bounces back and forth between 2010 and a new parallel 2004 timeline where the mysteries of The Island wait beneath the surface of the ocean. Where is Locke (Ness) Monster’s home? If Juliet dies in one reality, will she appear back in 2004? How the hell did Desmond find himself on Oceanic flight 815? Again, who the hell is Jacob? These are questions that keep me up at night. At least I’ve got the Tonight Show as a “constant”.