So word of the resurrection of Roman Holiday were premature. Sadly, no matter my efforts, I haven’t been able to get the band booked anywhere. I am a terrible booking person. I’m sure it didn’t help that we never updated our marketing materials, etc., but I want to apologize publicly to Lee and Ned for not making it happen yet. Moving on from that…<\/p>\n
I’ve joined the 90s “phatness” that is Chandler and The Bings.<\/p>\n
This new experience has really challenged my perspectives on how to be in a band. First, because this band has actual heat – people seem to really love what we do more than anything else I’ve ever done in a cover band. Second, because even though the quality isn’t necessarily where I’d let things stand if I were the music director, these guys are such a hoot to play with that I actually don’t care. WHAT? THE MUSICAL ASSHOLE LETS THINGS GO? Yup. For some reason I do.<\/p>\n
We are playing stuff by all kinds of 90s artists – Green Day, Spice Girls, TLC, Salt N Pepa, Gin Blossoms, Celine Dion, Backstreet Boys, Britney Spears – and it all seems to work. We don’t play the songs right – we chop up arrangements or rearrange them. But people still love it. I think it’s the amount of fun we bring to the stage. It in some ways reminds me of Slaphappy, because that silliness always made people dig us, even if we didn’t sound perfect.<\/p>\n
Regardless, I’m happy this has come along, but I’m really sad about having no solo gigs and no Roman Holiday comeback. Perhaps this will light a fire under my butt and bring that stuff back sooner than later.<\/p>\n
Time will tell.<\/p>\n