Olivia Jean
“Night Owl” LP
scum stats: I’m pretty sure we pressed 500 copies on the color variant, but after 600+ releases, my memory is really getting foggy
WOOOOOHOOOOO happy release day!
We’ve been working a while for this one and am super-stoked to drop this album on to the world.
If I can be a little bit of a self-promoter, I’m proud to say I play drums on the title track of this LP.
OJ had a session scheduled and her regular drummer was unavailable, so I dropped in at the last minute.
We spent most of the day on a complex, complicated song that had lots of starts and stops and different parts and just quite different from structures I am used to playing.
(that song did not make the album, whatever it was called)
Then just before calling it a day, Olivia said that she had a little germ of an idea and that she wanted to just get it down to tape.
When she played that tasty little lead riff my eyes LIT up. I KNOW how to play drums to that shit! In my brain, I just locked in to Dave Grohl circa ’93 style and it was damn fun to jam along.
I really, really had no part in deciding that it was the lead single…but I certainly didn’t disagree with it either.
But honestly, the entire album is chock full of bangers. Covers of the Flaming Groovies and the beautifully odd and catchy Bollywood classic “Jaan Pehechan Ho” are stellar, while the originals are brimming with energy and enthusiasm and twangy surf style.
And man…the colored vinyl on this sumbitch is one of the most exquisite pieces of vinyl that Third Man Pressing has ever made.
To help celebrate, I’m giving away a test pressing of the “Night Owl” LP here. In the comments here, share a story about staying up late. No sleep. So tired you’re hallucinating. It can be true, it can be made up, just make it good. Winner is chosen at my discretion. Go!
My only non-travel related up all-night story comes out of a weekend with the Raconteurs in Vancouver – this July. We had tickets (to the first of two nights) for our 10 year anniversary and I was hyped AF. Show day comes and an announcement is made that the Racs would do a free show at a local record shop (Neptoon!), so after the show at the QE, we swung home to grab a fresh change of clothes, brush our teeth, grab sleeping bags & set up camp at the shop. We arrived at 1 am for the 1 pm show & were 5+6 in line respectively. We started chatting with the other peeps in line through the night and at about 3 am the store owner featured us on the ‘gram & brought us some beers. As the line grew we started seeing and chatting with folks we saw at the show the night before. It was about 9 am when we decided to buy tickets for night 2. When we got into the record show, we ended up being front + centre, almost way too close for comfort with Jack, but it was unreal. it was hot. it was the best six songs of my life… I actually thought I was hallucinating – BUT, it was REAL. We went home after the show, changed again, brushed our teeth and headed back to the Venue for round 3. seeing these dudes, without sleep for over 32 hours was the best decsion of my life. It was that weekend we realized just how amazing JW fans are- they are truley the best tribe of fans around…. I’m actually still chatting with a bunch of them! Concert pals for LIFE! (Posted by Timon’s wife – Kelli!)
32 hours is the mark you no longer are you. You get a second wind around 35 hours, but everything past 32 you might as well be drunk. I’ve done the research accidentally, but we are well past the hypothesis phase! 32 hours awake is when things get weird.
My two young children often keep me up long past 3. My husband wakes up for work between 1 and 3. He comes downstairs and says, “good morning”. I say, “good night, see you tomorrow”. He says, “today”. Confusion hits our tired minds for a moment, every time. The same damn thing every night. It’s lame and predictable, but sometimes it’s the only time I see him. It’s my “staying up late” story every single night, and it’s enveloped in my family. It also makes me wish I drank coffee, or that my kids drank alcohol.
Wait… fake waterline BS from HST. Looked out a window and all that…
Vegas. You know. Ether. Midgets. Phone calls. Christina ‘flippin’ confuse-ed Ricci. Bring me thAt drug-Infused trunk. 75 pellets of mescaline, five sheets of HIGH-p0wered blotter ac1d, a Nacl shaker 1/2 full of co-cocaine, and a whole milky fucking galaxy of multi-colored ^^^’s downers, SCREAMERS, ??? and also a quart of tequila, a quart of RUM, a case of BuDwEISer, a pint of Raaaaw Ether annnnnnnnnnd 24 dozen emyls.
I was living in murfreesboro my friend came up from Kentucky. We started drinking around 9am. We both had that day and the next day off. We were just gonna hang in murfreesboro but around 10pm after drinking all day got a wild hair and drove to Tunica. But on the way there get pulled over in Memphis. I’m driving my friends truck which he is passed out with a vodka bottle in his lap and just had thrown up on himself. The cop says I was doing 65 in a 45. He asked if my friend was ok. I said he is fine then the cop gets a call about a wreck and let’s me go. So then I make it to Tunica and hit 35000 on a slot machine and drive all the way back to murfreesboro without any sleep.
Tried to stay up late this past Thursday night… took the seven year old to Valley Fair (local amusement park) and came home to realize TOOL’s new album was coming out at midnight. Well Jesus K-rist, did my body have something to say about that. I was able to stay awake long enough to see the name of something other than ‘Fear Inoculum’ show up on the Tidal display, but fuck if I could remember anything that happened after those initial finger cymbals slapped together.
I remember a night/day/night where I had a late night DJ gig until about 2am. I had to be at work at 6am – 3pm. I drove 90 minutes for an album release show I was working until 1am and drove back 90 minutes to Cincy that night. I’ve never been more tired in my life.
yo look up the Stevens Point trivia contest! worlds longest trivia! 54 hours or so long with teams made up of crazed trivia fans from around the world in a little town in Wisconsin. one year I was on a team named more points than points and we drank over 100 cases of point beer and ended up with last place and zero points and I think I was up the whole time. see ya again someday Blackwell
this is a relatively recent one, but SO WORTH IT. I went to Lillie Mae’s album release at baby’s all right, and drove a few hours to get into the city. i ended up purchasing one of the few vinyls she had for sale right after the show and I asked her to sign it and she said it was the first one she had signed! as if my night wasn’t already made, it was in that moment. had to drive back home and get ready for work without sleep, but it was so worth it.
At the last minute, my daughters and I decided we had to see the Raconteurs at the Masonic in Detroit. We live a little south of Cleveland. No big deal. Except, my one daughter was flying out of Cleveland the next morning at 5:00 AM. We thought a second and decide it’s only rock and roll. So after working all day, we piled in the Grand Marquis and headed to Detroit. After a quick stop at Third Man, The Stools, The Hentchmen and The Raconteurs rocked our faces off and we piled back into the Grand Marquis and pointed that baby toward Cleveland at about midnight. After an illegal U turn in Detroit and another in Toledo, we were on the Ohio Turnpike. We hit the first rest area. No coffee. No coffee on a Turnpike rest area in the middle of the night. The only thing we had to fuel us was The White Stripes and the open windows. Not sure if we were always on the right side of the road or if the tail lights we were following were even there. When we finally hit Cleveland, we had to drive 10 miles out of the way to find a Denny’s. At that point we were so fried that even Denny’s tasted good. After sucking down breakfast listening to the guy behind us tell his woman there was no way he was going back to prison, we dropped Katy off at the airport and Hanny and I headed home. We hit the driveway as the sun came up. We would all do it again tonight.