Adam from Say-10 Records has a Kickstarter going right now to raise some money to release a limited double LP of our early stuff. I should have mentioned this earlier (it expires in 48 hours), but here’s why it exists.
Pressing records is a risky business these days, but it’s a business that Adam is in and enjoys being a part of, and throughout the history of Say-10 he has always taken on the responsibility of said risk. Before we broke up there was a plan long in the works to release a double LP of our early stuff, and before be broke up Adam was going to fund the whole thing and rely on touring and press and all those other things to work out well enough that he’d hopefully recoup his investment. In fact, the reason this LP was in the works for so long was because it was going to be very expensive to press, and thus it was taking a bit of extra time to get the money together.
But when we broke up it changed everything. Because we weren’t going to be touring, the already extremely risky investment of pressing this record became way too risky. And so the options were thus:
Spend $5500 on a single pressing for a dead band and hope
Don’t release a physical copy of the songs (they’ve been on iTunes for some time now)
Begrudgingly start a Kickstarter
After thinking about it for a while, Adam went with number 3. He’s never done a Kickstarter for a record before, and I doubt he will again, but the exception was made in this one instance because we were no longer active and the investment was so large.
So here’s the deal. The Kickstarter is for $5500. That seems like a lot. And it is. But that actually is how much it’s going to cost to get 500 records made. Seriously. It’s two records, a gatefold cover, all kinds of extra money spent all over the place. And because it’s limited to 500, there will be no further pressings (which are always cheaper to press) to spread the costs a little thinner. It’s this one, super expensive pressing and then it goes away forever. It’s more of a break even, let’s put this out there if people want it, sort of thing. Make sense?
So if you do indeed want it, click here sometime in the next 2 days.
Two days after getting back from Fest 10 Jon texted me, “we need to talk.” Like so many other aspects of existing in a band, the anticipated subject matter of one of these “talks” was the same as if it had been in its more common context of a romantic relationship. You know before you know but you have to wait before you know. Conveniently already at a bar, I ordered another drink and announced to my friends that my band had just broken up.
The following day I met Jon for coffee and he, never the most garrulous member of the band, skipped the small talk and regrettably announced that he was quitting the band. There are myriad reasons to quit The Riot Before, and he listed a few good ones. We chatted for a few minutes about our futures while finishing our coffees and then got up, shook hands, and went our separate ways.
Though The Riot Before has been made up of thirteen different musicians over the course of its eight year existence, Cory, Freddy, and Jon were by far the most important and influential members. They performed on Rebellion and Fists Buried in Pockets, they were on stage during the vast majority of our five-hundred plus shows, and they sacrificed their time, their money, their personal lives to make this band work for as long as it did. The band is permanently indented with their influence, so much so that, with all three of them now gone, it would be both insensitive and dishonest to stand alone on something built by a group and obstinately declare it The Riot Before. So I won’t.
Sitting alone in my dorm room playing guitar way back in 2003, I could never have imagined that those poorly strummed power chords were the beginnings of a sound that would resonate for the next eight years. And I really mean that. I grew up in a small farm town in a part of California that bands tend to avoid, and so for most of my life the act of simply attending a show was normally so far out of reach that I never thought it possible to get the chance to be the show. That I would be a part of over five hundred shows in ten different countries, well, that was a reality that at one time really was even beyond the grasp of my imagination.
I’d like to extend my deepest gratitude to everyone who made this improbable band a reality for so long. Thank you to those of you who put on our shows, put us up in your homes, put out our music, and just plain put up with us. Thank you especially to everyone who came out to a show, from the shaky, stage-frightened start in Isla Vista, to the triumphant sea of fists and bodies at the Fest, to all those in between. Thank you to everyone who sang along with us. Thank you to those who will continue to do so in your cars and bedrooms. Thank you for making us feel welcome in your town, whether there was a large crowd or three was. Thank you to all the bands we were so very fortunate enough to share stages with. We would never have made it this far if we had not been so surrounded by such inspiring, talented people.
I am so very grateful for these years defined by this band called The Riot Before. It’s the best thing I’ve ever had the chance to be a part of, and the bar is very high indeed for all future endeavors.
Regarding the future, at this point I can’t image mine filled with anything but stages and songs. I have to figure out the latter first, but once I do I have every intention of bringing them to a stage near you.
yo guys. HUGE fan of your music! One of my fav bands for sure! just was wondering if Brett was ever a jehovahs witnesses cuz in a few songs it sounds like your singing about it and how ur not anymore?
I was never a Jehovah’s Witness, just a regular old evangelical Christian. And yes, definitely not one anymore. Though I didn’t trade that out simply to replace it with evangelical atheism. It was something I had to figure out for myself, under my own volition, and I prefer to leave others alone to answer those questions however suits them best…though I do love a good debate.
I've been looking everywhere for a copy of Fist Buried In Pockets on record. I just can't find it anywhere. Do you know where I could get my hands on a copy?
Right now the only place to get Fists… on vinyl is if you get one of the last 100 copies left in Europe. Eventually Say-10 is going to re-press it but it’s going to be a little while before that happens, what with it being a small record company in 2011 and whatnot. We will be bringing a few copies back from Europe and selling them at the Fest. Whatever we don’t sell there we will happily ship to anyone that would like to buy one.
In the interim we played some great shows. Thanks to everyone that helped set one of those shows up or justified the setting up of one of those shows by attending. You’re all terrific.
Then I took this picture of flowers in Quebec City, because I am very punk.
Then our new friend Jaokim decided, after let’s say “a few” drinks, that this poutine we had delivered at 4:30 in the morning made him look, if positioned correctly, like Micky Mouse. I can’t say I disagree.
Some other stuff happened too. I’ll get around to documenting that at some point in the future over at the ol’ food and tour blog.
All said a done, we like Canada. My Canadian accent is progressing quite nicely but I do think we’ll need to spend some more time up there for me to get in dialed in just right. So, looks like we’ll have to return.
We’re going on tour next week! I just posted the dates over on our appropriately named “tour dates” page, and I tried to include a link to either the venue page or whatever Facebook event has been created for the show.
After 5 years and 500 shows I am in the unfortunate position of announcing that Freddy and Cory, our band’s drummer and bass player, have decided to bring to an end their time with The Riot Before. The decisions were made about a month ago, both independently and amicably. There was a no big fight or incident that led to them choosing to leave, rather the culprit was exhaustion. The truth of being in The Riot Before, and I’m sure this is the same for a whole host of other small touring acts out there, is that you can either be in the band or have a life. It’s almost entirely one or the other. The jobs you work when home, the hours you work those jobs, the places you live, the tenuous relationships you hang onto, they all are governed by your involvement in this band. And about a month ago, Freddy and Cory decided it was time to focus on the rest of their lives. It’s a decision that I don’t at all fault them for making.
But it’s a unfortunate decision too. Over the past half-decade I’ve shared some of the best and worst experiences of my life with both of them, and it pains me to think that they won’t be there on tour in the future.
We have a song on one of our records titled Capillaries, which is named for the smallest vessels in the our body’s circulatory system. It’s in those tiny little vessels, so small that blood cells must bend in half just to pass through, that our body is fed by our blood. It’s in those near countless, tiny little passageways that our body is kept alive. And in the song I wanted to pose the idea that maybe it’s not our big, grand goals and ambitions that end up being the most valued, substantial parts of our lives. Those things may motivate us, but they don’t feed us each day. Rather, it ends up being the small things that matter. The highway tedium, beers on a generous stranger’s front porch after a show, passing European castles, passing cars while stranded on an Ohio highway. The countless little capillary moments that fondly overfill our memories. And I want to thank Cory and Freddy for sharing those with me. I want to thank them for putting their lives on hold for five years in exchange for making our band’s songs better. It means the world to me. And I want to wish them the best of luck, with whatever their futures hold.
As for the future of The Riot Before, it’s still expansive. Jon and I are as committed to the band as ever, and personally I’m excited every day for what the upcoming months and years hold in store for this band. Our good friend Dan Zimmerman from the great band Dirty Tactics is going to be filling in on bass for us during some tours we have booked later this summer. And right now we’re in the process of trying drummers out. If you happen to be a drummer that doesn’t mind pushing aside life for a while in exchange for some time in a van, hit us up at email@example.com with “I like to hit stuff” in the subject. We have some cool stuff coming up, and we’re going to need someone to keep time for it.
Thanks to everyone for reading and listening and hanging out. We’ll see you on tour very soon.
In the state of Virginia you are required by state law to get your vehicle inspected every year. They check things that have to do with safety. Brakes, lights, windsheild wipers, etc. Before we left for tour our van was due for inspection. It passed. But Merchants wanted to charge us 650 bucks for a radiator flush and to replace all the hoses that go to the radiator. Brett took the van to a independent shop for a second opinion and we didn’t need new hoses and he only charged us 125 for the flush. We left for tour. A couple days ago we got a flat. When getting the tires replaced, the mechanic informed me that our rear brakes were fucked. So bad that we would probably need new rotors and in fact, we did. It was 700 bucks. If Merchants had inspected the van right the first time, we would have replaced the brakes BEFORE we tore up the rotors and saved ourselves 600 dollars. Awesome.
As said in an earlier post, this is the first tour we have booked by ourselves in a while. And by “we” I mean me. It’s totally done. As of today, I got the final email that filled the last date I was trying to book. Goddamn it feels good. All the stress and freaking out, is over.