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So- tonight was the big night. It was the night We Know, Plato! came out from hiding, which we have been doing now for 3 months- give or take. It was Todd Baker's first WK,P! show as our new bassist, and it was a first for all of us in that we played a venue that primarily caters to punk and hardcore. So, we did our best to rock up our set as much as we possibly could.
The night started out swell with a nice dinner combining Qdoba (what the hell does Qdoba even mean? Rock on Chipotlé) and Jersey Mike's. We then proceeded back to the venue to find out what was going on with the PA system. Five bands and not one PA in sight. I then realized that the club doesn't accept credit cards (just aaadds to the slum), so we all walked down to the corner ATM to get some cash for beer. On the way we (or Dan, rather) made several failed attempts to get one of our CDs up to the second story of an apartment building to some college kids who I am sure just destroyed the CD anyway, but who knows. We finally succeeded at that task (after horribly scratching up the CD to almost certain unplayability), and moved on to the ATM for beer money.
Upon returning to the club, we were still faced with the PA issue and wondered how we were going to be able to put on a show- for a punk crowd- with no PA for keyboards and vocals. Finally, the last band through the door had the the PA system we'd all longed for. So we quickly hooked it up and set up for the show. However, in waiting for the PA and setting everything up we only had time for three songs before we would start to cut into the next band's time slot. Jawesome.
So yes, we ended up playing only 3 of our most rocking songs to a largely punk crowd, Mothra, Love Song for a Drawing and Moon & The Sun.
We think they enjoyed us- or at least the people closest to us, as we were basically on top of them and couldn't really tell what was going on behind the crowd. The place is super small, and we were piled upon one another.
(rreow).
After the show, we packed up, said our weak farewells to Ramakins, and headed out to Friendly's for some ice cream and shakes; mmmmm.
All in all, it was a good night; full of fun, jokes, punk rockers (with bull rings, bullet belts, and studded leather jackets), and an extremely short set. And a great show for us, considering all the obstacles we faced.
For all of you who didn't make this show (and that is most of you reading this), PLEASE don't miss our big show at The Canal Club on the 30th!!!
See you all there!
Mark
& Benvolio
Welllll we did it. Depending on what "it" is, we definitely did it.
Wow- for a few minutes, I was utterly mesmerized by multiple refractions of light creating a ghostly image upon a small portion of my glasses' lens. Now I'm back.
"It", in this case, is actually synonymous for "strategically putting fliers up". For our Canal Club show. Todd and I sieged every other hot spot in Carytown and Downtown Richmond, including: Plan 9, Galaxy Diner, The Village Cafe, and the front door of Bottom's Up. We didn't really race to put them up, but- having just gotten the fliers done- we do have little time before the show to promote. So, if you're heading out into the city, look for our super swell flier, designed by Todd Baker himself. We'll have some more of these WK,P! fan-specific fliers available for free at the show- just to prove you were there at the roots of our tree of fame.;)
This is the 2nd to final draft. Final one will be at the show.
Meanwhile, we also signed on for two more shows- that birthday bash on the 9th of August that I told you about, and one on the 23rd of August- in which Mark and I, as a duo, will be playing an acoustic set that involves partially WK,P! songs, and partially some alternate songs/stylings that will be part of a side-project we're going to be dually rolling on soon, bringing in the aid of our good friend/musician Andy Brockmann. The show will be shared with the likes of our great friend Brett Harris, this time with his FULL BAND (WOO!) and HIS good friend Dylan Gilbert, both of whom hail from that brilliant (and I DO mean it) "Keep Right Except to Pass" state of North Carolina. Honestly, God knows how hard a problem we have with it up in here, up in here.
Howdy. Get excited.
July 30th. Canal Club. 7pm.
Ben.
After almost a year of being a full, five-piece band, I think it would be safe to say we've concluded a couple of interesting facts: that Hardcore Bands love us, and thus that Life- that little space of existence we deemed to be finite is- in fact- chocked full of infinite possibilities. My guesses as to why these yelling/moaning/whining bands think we're Grade A material?:
Their too-loud-for-old-age-comfort tendencies have skipped their ears' lifespans by about 30 years, and they just can't hear us well enough to realize We Know, Plato! is anywhere but on the same musical wavelength।
Two words:Daniel Medley. 
Our spunky, often precocious drummer seems to have been born with an affinity for beating things within an inch of their personified life. Whether it be scores in video games, ideas into people's minds, or- err- oh, that's right- the drums, DanDan took the initially meek and innocent sound of WK,P! and replaced the rarely maximized 10-volume notch with that currently crucial, extra "push over the cliff"- the 11-volume notch.Mark is currently the leading salesperson in his department at Guitar Center (on W. Broad St, Richmond- stop by and slip 'im a HELLO! or a Mr. Lincoln) and, with all of that power and responsibility on his hands, he still finds time to chat it up with local musicians who come in to out-drool Mark over the store's torturous collection of equally both amazing and expensive equipment. One of the musicians who has been coming in recently is the frontman for the local Rock/Grunge bandBocks Car, Josh Earley. Mr. Earley has been proposing that we come play a show with them and a few other, progressively harder-cored bands for his friend's birthday bash.
What's humorous to us, besides the fact that Bocks Car sounds nothing like us, is that we were actually put in a set with them last February at The Canal Club, but left before it was our turn to play. Yes- we left. It's a long story, but the facts of the matter were this: only two bands- one of which was Bocks Car- were scheduled to go on before we were scheduled at 11. However, due to vast technical difficulties/analities with the sound system, the first band didn't start till about 11:30. It was also then, in the midst of all the frustration, that my minor headache and sore throat began to worsen- but still we waited. We grew dead tired, but we figured,"Hey, we're here- we got our people to come all the way out and pay $5, we loaded the keyano and everything- we had might as well just wait and play, even if it's horrible and ends up just being a 'whatever let's have fun' show". Well, it was in the middle of the 2nd band that my conditions had turned into a pretty big fever, and there was absolutely no way that I was sticking around til 2 am to play for 5 people when we would all be at the absolute bottom of our game. So I said,"We're out." and we packed up and headed out. The other funny thing was that weeks later, after thinking the Canal Club had burned us in effigy, we contrarily received word that they were immensely apologetic about the whole thing. Jumpin' Jonny-Cakes.
Well, we're not sure whether or not this Birthday Bash is going to pan out, but it's nice to know that our music extends beyond its social niche- a definition We Know, Plato! will always seek to fulfill.
See you all on the 30th at 7 pm, when we make our return to The Canal Club to play with Mercy Mercedes, Stella by Starlight, and A Suffocating Signal.
This is Benvolio Willson-
thanks for stopping by.
