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!
20 years old. Stayed up all night painting, smoking and listening to some tunes with my Main Coon cat named Captain Turanga Leela. About 4-6 AM I walked out of my room to get coffee, I came back to see that the Captain walked through my paint and decided to make her own neon paw paintings all over my desk, window sill, and walls. She looked at me with a smugness and I could see in her eyes that the Captain was not pleased with my all night paint fest. I walked out, poured my coffee down the drain, and came back to her making neon biscuits on my desk. I cleaned her paws, and while she looked at me she looked so pleased with her art and actions, like she had won a great battle. I set her out in the living room and went to sleep.
Damn you Sonic The Hedgehog on the Sega Genesis aka Megadrive. Six stages to clear, gems to collect and none of those helpful ‘save game’ features modern gamers expect. No chance I’d quit with lives left. I’m sure the dawn used to come round faster when I was young.
Many times I stayed up all night practicing with my band mates. one time stands out. We had a really important show at St. Andrews and being the perfectionist that I was at the time, I mad sure we ran through the set list at least 5 times. of course we were aided in some “substances”. I was up for 34 hours straight between work and band practice. Totally worth it because we nailed the show!!
let’s try this again, haven’t slept in 3 days, HA. I was living in AZ circa 93 and decided to visit a friend in TN. He had tix for a show (I can’t remember who) but needed to get there in a hurry. I drove straight through alone taking “trucker speed “ legal little red pouches you could buy at truck stops. With a glove box full of them, a shit ton of Coke a Cola, and a little bit of weed. All I can say is that when I arrived my friends face was melting. Went to show that night tripping balls. Can tell you I bearly remember anything after I arrived or how I got back to AZ.
I was living in AZ circa 93 and decide to go visit a friend in knocks
was 17 tripping under the covers with my best friend Cyndi on NYE and mu mother wanted into the room kinda dancing, and I thought my old Jewish mother was bob Marley.
I stayed up late (well, not late compared to what I do now) to watch the final White Stripes performance on Conan. What makes that special to me? I woke up later that very morning and passed my EMT state test and became a certified EMT. I just think it’s cool that those events happened on the same day.
high school. saw CSNY play in Madison Square Garden- was mistaken for a missing person. apparently, the missing person was wearing flip flops on November with a black sweater. was questioned and detained by police for what felt like forever because “what idiot wears flip flops in November”. went to an epic house party- remember someone running naked into the pool and fire works going off. ended up in some park with my friends swimming in a lake and just happy as hell.
@leviscott22 Sounds like you have bad teachers. Do a rotation in pediatric rheumatology. You’ll witness both heartbreak and the glory of human resilience.
few the LA from AZ to see JW play the Shrine Night 2 for Blunderbuss. did it on a strapped budget so that means flight, taxi to the venue, grab lunch, walk back to the venue and camp out all day, see the show, taxi back to LAX and try to sleep in the International Terminal. damn near impossible to sleep on two airport seats while straddling a poster tube! needless to say I was a little delusional by the 8am flight back to AZ. 333% worth it!