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July 30 - August 3: Whirlpool Tour Blog 4Not Amish Country12:35am Mike and I hit the road again for the second and final leg of my performances on the Camplified Tour. After a pep talk with the Astrovan, I felt that this adventure would prove less trying than our Pomona trip (see the Camplified 1 blog below (under "Breakdown"). Our first stop was in Norristown Pennsylvania the day before my performance in Blue Bell, which will be tomorrow morning. I somehow had gotten the impression that we were headed into Amish country, and had vain delusions of wandering around rugged countryside and making friends with simple Amish folk. We ended up in what we first thought was the Amish ghetto, but ended up to be a real ghetto. Our hotel is...shall we say...'full of character'. I chose the bed that has "Cakes" scratched prominently into the headboard. It ends up that we are nowhere near Amish country and are actually closer to Philly. After putting all of our guitars and things of value in the shower to avoid any break-in attempts, we walked down Main St to some really cool little thrift shops and cafes in what turned out to be a pretty friendly town with it's own personality. I couldn't help but feel a bit amused when Mike and I were referred to as "Yous guys" by a cafe owner asking if we were going to a Slipknot concert. I was proudly wearing my GWAR shirt, but I'm not really a Slipknot maggot. It surprises people that I'm into metal, but there is a lot of metal I dig a lot and my roommate has gotten me addicted. There's nothing better than sweet metal music on a bad day. The Camplified staff ended up moving to a different hotel after seeing its "character" and I decided to rough it out. It's 1am and so far nothing truly sketchy has happened (I say this while knocking on the wooden "cakes" headboard. I had a late Philly Cheesesteak dinner at the mall (they were all out of 'boyguhs' and 'dawgs' but had cheese steaks), broke out some jams in the hotel room, and thought about being poetic to no avail. Norristown is a lonely, slightly impoverished place with lots of feeling to it, so I'm sure something about it will inspire me before we head to the next stop. One thing I always notice about a town is the street lights. You really see the true character of a place at night when the only things illuminated are by artificial light. The street lights in Williamsburg where I go to college are a deep yellow that give the campus a darkness that authenticates not only its old age but tendency to have a gloomy atmosphere. Norristown's lights are similar, but are paler and less prominent, giving it a certain air of loneliness that would even deter a William and Mary ghost. Oh, and btdubs...there's a nice bloodstain on the shower curtain. 7/31/08 1:16am We made it. We were not murdered. In fact, Norristown proved to be a dirty place, but still a quiet town. We didn't exactly get a beauty sleep, but some Dunkin Donuts coffee made up for that. I enjoyed this Camplified show even more than the last one. The kids were a little older and got into the music a lot more. I again performed with Michael and Marisa, who are two nice little prodigies that not only are pleasant company but put on a hell of a show for 10 and 11 year olds. They rocked out even more this time. Check them out at: Michael and Marisa I also hung out with former American Idol contestant from season 6 Sarah Burgess (check out our goofy myspace pic in my pics), who is now an established artist with great stage presence and an all around likeable girl. It was nice talking to her and we hope to do another show together in the future. Check out the video I filmed of her at Sarah/YouTube Also on the lineup was Alessandra Guerico, a former winner of "America's Most Talented Kid." Alessandra had ten backup dancers and put on the biggest production of the performers. Alessandra My performance was less hot (we had a covering/tent this time) and with more energy than the Pomona show. The crowd really got into it and for "Speed of Life" I invited the other performers to come dance on stage with me. See: Speed of Life video Before our performances I again gave guitar lessons to the kids, which was lots of fun. It was challenging to teach a group of ten mostly beginner kids an E minor and A major chord in a half hour, but surprisingly some picked up rather quickly. I feel more like jamming than blogging now, but I will end on the chilling note that it is possible that Hannah Montana could easily take over the world. : o 8/1/08 3:22am "Are you a rockstar?" This is the constant question I get from the campers at the camps I have been visiting on the Camplified Tour. I'm sure some artists would reply with a big yes or others would pretend to be all humble by sayin' no. I just meekly reply with "I guess", usually followed by an awkward shrug. Today I went to the beautiful NJY Camp in Milford, PA. I didn't perform at this camp, but came along for the ride and to help out the awesome Camplified staff. Mike and I ended up giving guitar lessons and jamming with campers for a majority of the afternoon. The kids on the Camplified tour are overwhelming in number and energy, but very fun to meet. A couple days ago I signed a kid's guitar, and he ended up being by far the most enthusiastic fan in the crowd. Today I met twins (at first I thought they were the same person because I met them at different times), one of which had the amazing name of Cookie. I also was followed to my van by a pair of tween girls, who earlier had me confirm that I was a rockstar, who in unison asked "Shane, could you take off your sunglasses for us?" I dramatically revealed to them that I do indeed hide eyes behind my aviators. The concert went well and I met a couple of guys from the other bands. After a long, fun day of guitars, mountain lakes, pretty sunset, and a sweet show, we packed up the van and headed to my current location on Long Island, NY. It's a very nice hotel, but I can't help but wonder why there are three locks on the door... Tomorrow is my last Camplified show. I must say I wish it had only started and I'm going to miss the people I've worked with and the overall experience. Out of the adventures I will embark on in this crazy business, Camplified is a very positive, very unique experience. 8/3/08 8:45am My leg of the Camplified tour has come to a close, and I am now looking at the beautiful collection of hues in a Rappahannock River sunset. My last show was a great time (with plenty of fun little fan girls) and was closed with a dinner with the Camplified crew. I had really come to like the crew and was sorry to leave. Yesterday I posted youtube videos I had filmed from the tour of the other artists. I've recently realized really like filming things and taking pictures. I'm not really great at either, but I guess what I really enjoy is documenting my adventure...thus I have this blog thingy. I met a lot of cool artists on the tour. I hung out with American Idol contestant Sarah Burgess (check out our classic myspace pic in my pics), fun little rockstars Michael and Marisa, and the quiet yet friendly Val Emmich, a singer/songwriter who also is a guest actor in 30 Rock and Ugly Betty. You can view these videos and my performances on my channel: Shane Cooley YouTibe Vids The sunset colors flee into the Virginia twilight as I prepare to continue the Whirlpool tour to New Orleans. I'm not home much, and when I am I tend to not inform people when I am. Despite being uncomfortable in the town I grew up, my home itself is a beautiful, peaceful place. I've seen quite a few sunsets lately, but none are as pretty as the one from my own front door...though I kinda looking forward to seeing how the sun sets in New Orleans. - Shane |
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July 21-22: Whirlpool Tour Blog 3Breakdown in Pomona3am I just typed '06 instead of '08....weird. Maybe that's because I'm sitting in a hotel in New York with Mike, a friend of mine from high school, playing one of his original songs called "Please Don't Go" on an acoustic guitar. myspace/kmtguitar Two years ago we played to 10 people at a music festival I organized at Rappahannock High, and now Mike has joined me as an extra hand on the road as I perform at a very special event called the Camplified Tour. Camplified, Camplified, is kinda like the Warped Tour for summer camps. It's a huge production done very professionally. Basically, these summer camps (which are like...giant btw) are transformed into outdoor rock concerts with artists involved with Radio Disney and MTV. Lil ol' unsigned me was fortunate enough to be included in this tour as a featured Sonicbids winner. Tonight we arrived in the smoggy, relatively unimpressive town of Pomona, New York and had dinner/hung out with the Camplified Staff. Our new friends say good things about the tour and are very professional. I'm tired tonight, and when I get tired...I mean actually TIRED (not a common thing for me), I get strange, and my emotions begin to not make sense. Tonight I feel suspicious of everything for some reason. This isn't exactly uncommon for me, but it hasn't happened for while. I've put up all of my barriers, and I don't exactly know why. It really has nothing to do with where I am or what I'm doing, and I really think it's mostly because I'm tired. But still, I don't quite like this uneasiness. These days it seems as though I'm always expecting foul weather. I just helped Mike with the chords for the chorus of "Fire and Rain" by James Taylor. I bet that guy has felt uneasy a few times. He's seen a lot of rain, but sometimes the fire defeats the water. To close the night...here's some more BAD POETRY : P The trance of a guitar takes me With the ease of a woman In the full splendor of her own elevated self-confidence I ponder over which is more dangerous The sickeningly vague potential of my annihilation in inviting eyes Or the siren call of hypnotist strings that I must obey For I am musician, a brand that cannot be removed For when there's no desire for change there's nothing one can do To change me 7/22/08 11:28am Well...I guess first of all...I should explain why this blog is being typed in the abandoned 'continental breakfast' area in a hotel in Pomona NY with all of our luggage next to me. I currently have no means of transportation;;;WHOOPS! Last week it was the broken down freight train I had to follow. This time, I have a broken down astrovan. It all started with a curse...a curse I tell you. In the year 1606...a year before John Smith's arrival to Virginia...there was a Powhatan Indian who hated astrovans. 402 years later, we are in the hotel parking lot and lost power steering. The Camplified sound guys could fix it enough for us to get to the shop (yay soundguys!), but the problem was the alternator bracket had cracked. From all I have talked to about this...this is pretty rare, freak thing. So, now, after getting rides to the show and back to the hotel, we are stranded until the part arrives. My friend Mike and I have been entertaining ourselves by blogging (of course), Youtubing, and dance parties. The Camplified show, however, is the good news portion of our adventures. Ashley from the staff was nice enough to pick us up and give us a ride to the camp. The stage was this cool gigantic fold out deal, the sound was pristine, and the kids...the kids were intense. There was a nice crowd of kids up front that just really dug being at the show and I gave lots of high fives from the stage...a hard thing to do when playing solo acoustic! I gave the kids guitar lessons before hand as well. After the show, there were 'waves' of kids coming up to the autograph table, and at one point I got mobbed for guitar picks. I'm definitely looking forward to continuing the tour next week in Pennsylvania and Long Island. - Shane |
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