The Henry - Andrew Lean.

Today is the day! The Static Jacks will board a flight early this evening, and (hopefully) land in England tomorrow morning, where we will prepare for our show tomorrow night!

Have I started packing yet? No of course not. But I did get that Robyn CD so I could dance on the plane (is that allowed?), and a Lifetime CD to balance out my street cred after listening to Robyn (no offense, Robyn). 

Our show schedule is on the side of this very page, so if you live in the olde world and care to come out, I encourage you to do so. I hear we’re playing some pretty cool venues. Should be a great time. 

I’ll leave you with this (despite it being really typical and not at all creative of me):

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i8crzhRWEiA

Christ we haven’t had a real talk in a long time. Billings Montana? That was ages ago. Lets break it down.

We wrapped the Wombats tour with a little trio of dates in the Pacific Northwest. Saw the first Starbucks. That was cool I guess. Our final show was in Seattle. The Wombats invited us and the Postelles on for their post-last-song heavy-as-hell jam-out they did each night, which was sick. Thats like, 5 guitars and 2 basses playing the same riff at the same time while everyone else just screamed and threw things. I jumped off the balcony onto the stage, which was less impressive than it sounds, but I just wanted to make Eddie Vedder proud. Thats all I’ve ever really wanted. And I’m only half joking. 

By the end of the set, Nick’s drums were all fucked up and everyone was pretty sore, but we found it in ourselves to go to some random house in Seattle with the Wombats and party down. What a party it was. Goodbye for now, Wombats and Postelles. We will see you again. BEST TOUR EVER: OVER.

Without our new friends, we moved on, for like sharks, The Static Jacks must never stop moving. Is that even really true? Lets look it up. 

It appears to be true for most sharks, with the exception of the nurse shark. We are not like the nurse shark. Come to think of it, that name is not so fitting for the only shark that can stop moving and rest instead of swimming. Human nurses are, in addition to being tragically under-appreciated and underpaid, some of the busiest people I’ve ever met, rarely standing still. 

So we drove to San Francisco. Recorded a Daytrotter Session, so that’s finally under our belt. Played at the Rickshaw Stop, saw some friends, what a time! The very next day we recorded a Fuel TV spot for the Daily Habit, but you already knew that. 

To wrap up, we visited Fearless Records headquarters, which was most excellent. Played a few shows, had a good time, saw some more friends, bought some shirts, and now we are OUTTA HERE. STATIC JACKS FIRST FULL U.S. TOUR IS OVER. IT’S OVER. Written from a motel room in New Mexico. Peace, snitches. 

We’ll be making our television debut tonight on Fuse TV’s The Daily Habit - 11PM EST / 8PM PST.

http://www.fuel.tv/thedailyhabit/

What fun we had at our Columbus, Chicago, and Minneapolis shows! Great venues, great times, great friends. In Minneapolis the boys from Howler (and Nice Purse) came by to see us, which was lovely! You may remember Howler from our tour with Tapes ‘n Tapes! Old friends. Old friends. Sat on their park bench like bookends. 

Today we drove from Minneapolis to Billings, Montana. As the title of our entry suggests, it was quite a long trip. 

http://www.google.com/maps?saddr=Minneapolis,+MN&daddr=Billings,+MT&hl=en&ll=46.225453,-101.315918&spn=7.935561,19.753418&sll=37.0625,-95.677068&sspn=36.315864,79.013672&geocode=Ff1WrgIdJOhw-im9u3eTkDOzUjEH7novhMmfkw%3BFfaYugIdLmmI-SmXnfqIiG9IUzFQtXnx1FY1Nw&vpsrc=6&mra=ls&t=h&z=6

You should know, Montana is B-E-A-YOU-TEE-FUL. Unfortunately we spent the last of the daylight in the part that was still just flatness in all directions. By the time we got to the wondrous foothills, night had fallen and they were mere shadows in the deep black curtain of the fresh dark. Luckily for us, said foothills soon found themselves blanketed in a glowing layer of snow, and the glorious terrain was illuminated right before our very eyes. Oh and we drove by the general region of the Battle of Little Bighorn! American History!

So long story short, greetings from Billings. 

Seriously. Have you ever been to Missouri or Kansas? F-L-A-T. And has anyone noticed that the phrase “Toto, I’ve a feeling we’re not in Kansas anymore” contains not one, but TWO band names in it? Toto and Kansas! Fantastic.

We had a day off in Austin after we played, and went to what might have been the strangest place I’ve ever been. As we approached what seemed like a pool, with lifeguard stands, diving board, etc, we found that there was plantlife and salamanders living in the pool, and that the pool was in fact just part of a river that they made seem like a pool. We swam in it, and it was great. Nothing like swimming in the desert while your home state is being destroyed by snow storms. 

In Dallas we played 3 on 3 sunset parking lot football against the Postelles, and I am very sad to say that we lost, 2-1, in what has come to be known as the Great Day of Shame. I don’t really even want to say anything else about it, actually. Just forget it. 

In Kansas City there was a bookstore next to the venue that sold books for crazy cheap, so some of us bought some books for crazy cheap. See the problem with book stores is that 1) you get overwhelmed really quickly, 2) you want to buy everything, forgetting that you already have a huge pile of “books-to-read”, and believing for some reason that you’ll fly through these books, when really, you don’t even know how to read and you only collect them because the bright covers and spines contrast your rich mahogany bookshelves nicely. I mean, am I right?? …guys??

Today we just drove. All day. There’s going to be a lot of that coming up. 

For those of you who aren’t really cool and in the know, NOLA is another way of saying New Orleans. Pretty sure its a Greek translation or something. Relatively positive about that. Just lemme check to make sure….. yeah I’m right. I thought so.

So while in NOLA we opened up for Soundgarden and My Chemical Romance, like 8 hours before on a different stage at the Voodoo Music Experience! For real though we played right before the Wombats, which made us all cry because we need a Postelles buffer between us and those Wombats. We dressed as the gang the Dead Rabbits from the excellent film Gangs of New York, and peeps totes luv’d it. Voodoo Fest is basically an insane community where some people are in halloween costumes, some people are not, some people half-assed it, and everyone is eating delicious (and I must say, very reasonably priced) authentic New Orleans cuisine. We got to see the Wombats put on an insane set and we watched My Chemical Romance from the side of the main stage, but unfortunately we missed color-coordinated Japanese band Peelander-Z, who apparently have the most insane live show ever (after us of course) because we were doing interviews (because we’re super famous). As Soundgarden played we could be found in the vacant football stadium, having kickoff competitions with a Wombat and some of their crew. Even from great distances we could tell that Chris Cornell has totally still got it. We saw him after and he looked like Jesus. Or what people like to think Jesus looked like. Jesus wasn’t white, you guys.

So right now it’s the morning after our Houston show, which was at a very cool place called Fitzgeralds. The crowd was fantastic and we ate some authentic tacos. The authenticity came into question when we realized the guy who seated us did not speak any spanish, and I felt kind of bad for assuming (but really? great mexican food within 6 hours of mexico? I dont feel so bad really), but it tasted really authentic, so we’ll give it to ‘em. 

Today, it’s off to Austin!