Our beloved bass player Jordan got hit by the broad side of something everyone decided to call the Polar Vortex. He slipped on some ice over the weekend, went down hard, and was taken to the hospital in an ambulance. 3 broken ankle bones later and 50% of our rhythm section is injured. The thing looked like he'd been trying to guard goddamn Allen Iverson or something. Well, they say you can't keep a good man down, and the sentiment apparently holds true for BEARs. He crutched his way into Cause on Wednesday night—complete with flannel, sweats, and a soft cast—ready to keep the show going. Being a tight-knit group of BEARs, we poked some fun at him, but at the end of the day he was a soldier going to rock and roll battle. We couldn't imagine a BEAR show without him up there. Once he was on stage, he couldn't be stopped.
And that's how we kicked off the second Wednesday of Brilliant Beast's residency. Our new friends Falcon Arrow, a post-rocky instrumental duo played merciless rock and roll the way it's suppose to be. Didn't get a chance to talk to their drummer, but their guitar/bass player Matt is ranking high on our maybe-one-of-the-nicest-gentlest-people-we've-come-across-in-our-time-as-a-band list. We liked their set, they liked our set. They had a 7", we had a 7". So we did the old-fashioned 7" swap and called it a night. Brilliant Beast closed out the evening; their overdriven, echo-y guitars making us dizzy but not too dizzy to not sing along (yes, we know their songs. They're THAT good). It's a crying shame not too many people came out. If you weren't there, you missed a good one. If you were (I'm looking at you Patrick, Jennifer, Graham, soundguy Brock, and like three other people), you're getting a BEAR hug. You won't know when, you won't see it coming, but you will get one. We'll find you.
Here's some photos from the evening from myself, guitar player Jon, and bass player Jordan: