Here are a few pictures I took at the recent Music Wave show of which the Sheep were a part.

Ever have one of those days where things are going really badly, but then one little phone call turns it all around?

Friday was one of those days for me. Here’s how badly the day was going for me : While at Starbucks (getting my usual, “Grande, Long, Americano” if anyone wants to buy me coffee some day) I was checking the messages on my phone and I actually knocked over the rack holding all of the lids. I must have scattered 50 lids all over the floor. The only positive part there was that one of the messages was an old one that I’ve saved because it’s a funny message. At least that made me smile.

So, I took my coffee and started to walk home, annoyed with the way my day had gone, and embarrassed by the fact that I had just wasted 50 plastic coffee lids. My phone started ringing.

“Great,” I thought, “another phone call from someone who’s pissed off at me.” Before I flipped open the phone, I saw the caller id tag: Maloney. One of the friends from the saved message. “What the hell? Did I somehow dial her when I re-saved her message?”

CK - “Hello?!”
KM- “Court. I can’t make this long. This is an international phone call. But some guy on a bike in the middle of the street here in Chicago is playing your song.”

It turns out that there was some sort of Memorial Day, War Protest, Critical Mass (which is also the name of another Sheep song) event taking place on the streets of Chicago. I assume. Not sure about that. But that’s my guess. Damn Hippies. 500 people on bikes riding against the car traffic, like salmon on a spawning run. Many of them with small speakers, playing music. One in particular playing a song that Maloney recognized. It was Machine Guns and Jesus Christ. We chatted a little bit more, and the she ended the call with these memorable words:

“Oh shit, a cop. I’ve gotta get off the phone.”

Friday turned out to be a pretty good day after all.

Hey everyone!

We had the honor of playing the Buffalo Club again on Friday night. We played with two other bands called R.A.F and LTG.

The day started with me waking up and realizing that I had a long day of work ahead of me before the gig that night. As I left for work I realized that whatever I was wearing going to work was what I was going to be wearing for the gig. Black Shirt and Jeans…. as usual….

My friends know that I know a little Spanish. Well, enough to get beat up in Mexico at least. I got myself a 12 disc “Learn Spanish” program. Which I have moved onto my iPod. I decided that Friday was the day to start…. Thank god I was in my car instead of on the bus. (iPod) “buenos dias.. repeat….” (Paul out loud) “buenos dias”.

After work, I turn on my iPod and head over to the space to pick up my Drums. After loading up, I headed over to the club. yes, I know, this is pretty boring so far… but really, nothing exciting happened….

Our show was to start around 7:30pm-8:00pm. Pretty early, and I was concerned about how many people would be there. As you all know, we sent out our FlockMail, as well as other forms of advertising. So I was sure that we would get a turn out. After setting up my gear on stage, I realized that I needed a battery for my in-ears. (and I wanted some cigars!) So my buddy Jovahn and I headed next door to a convenient store. When we opened the door, this sound happened that made us laugh our asses off!…. Trust me, If you are near the Buffalo Club, go to the store just to the south and listen as you enter. This alarm sounds as the door is opened to tell the person working that someone is entering. The Battery must be low so it was really weird…. God it was funny!!!!

Time to enjoy the night. People were really starting to pour in. By the time we hit the stage there was a good group of people in the club. Kurtis did an introduction and we started into Machine Guns and Jesus Christ. Energy was pretty good, and as far as I knew, things went great. No major mistakes. People got their Clap on during Nocturnal Transmission… Since we have started PreProduction for our upcoming album, we had made some changes to “Eyes Wide”. We decided to play it the way we had always played it, as to not make any mistakes. For those of you there on Friday, that was the last time that song would be played in that form. Cry… cry…. cry….. Next thing I knew, we were done…. I left the stage with honor.

A drink was in order. R.A.F hit the stage and to be honest, they had a great sound. EXCEPT that their bass player was in the hospital. Still sounded kick-ass. I would really like to play with these guys again sometime soon. Great music and great energy. Please check them out.

During this time, I had managed to put back a couple pints. Perhaps I should have eaten a dinner… My belly is a hurt’n. Anyways, I packed up my gear and loaded out to my car. The sheep were all over the place meet’n and greet’n. All in all, it was a great night and we sold some merch. It’s always great to play with the Sheep. This was our final gig before the recording of our new album. We are working with some great people. I have worked on many albums, and I believe that this will be the most fun to play on.

OH, after I left the show, I went and met up with my wife and headed home. I made some Nachos with melted cheese and beef on it…. Oh god it was good!…. Actually, I am going to melt some cheese right now….. hmmm… melted cheese…..

Paulie.

Friends of the band know that we enjoy Jon Stewart and Stephen Colbert; but last week Stephen had a segment on the show that was shocking and disturbing. I think it may be something personal that he has against us. Possibly because we live in Vancouver, and we all know that Stephen Jr. has flown to Vancouver, where he’s been seen on numerous occassions.

In the same episode that Stephen issued these damning words about sheep, he also introduced something that he’s never had on the show before; his “Fantasies” board. The thing is, he pulled something off of his Fantasy Board, and left an empty space there, right after going on his rant about sheep. What is he trying to say? I think he’s sending us mixed messages here.

I’m calling on everyone to demand that Stephen Colbert tell us the truth about what he thinks of us. I know where Stephen Jr. is, and I’m not afraid to do whatever it takes to get Stephen to talk. Stephen Colbert, if you’re reading this (and I know you will be), come clean on this issue. Do you hate us, or do you love us?