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rocking the bariphonium

11 November 2008

PLEASE NOTE: Wench has officially moved!  thiswench.com

I am a band nerd.

I have been since… well… I think I was born into this (thanks mom).  I mean, seriously, when your mom’s a music ed. major (though didn’t pursue it professionally), and your dad sells and installs audio-visual equipment… it’s just a recipe for aurally inclined nerdom.  I don’t think band was an option, it was just an understood that both my brother and I would join — which really wasn’t a problem for us.  It was popular when we started.

Regardless, at the ripe age of 11 I joined our school’s band.  My choices were alto sax or trumpet (since we owned both of those instruments), and well, the sax section was filled.   So as mentioned in my biography, I followed my brother’s example and started on the trumpet — his old trumpet to be exact (the sax was my dad’s).  I played that (terribly) until 8th grade when I told my director that either he’d let me switch to baritone or I was quitting.  A week later I was playing baritone.

Back then, I had no idea what a euphonium was or the differences between it and a baritone.  In fact, I didn’t learn most of the differences until recently… Anyway, in high school I was introduced to the euphonium through a new shiny Yamaha four-valved horn.  I loved it.  I was also introduce to the bulk of a marching baritone (which seriously resembles a bloated trumpet-mellophone combination).  I actually developed decent upper body strength because of marching with that beast.

I enjoyed a happy life with my euphonium in high school (well, as happy as high school can be).  I stopped following my brother’s footsteps because I was definitely not skilled or designed to play a tuba.  My school lacked tubas for short peoples — and well, I lacked uber lungs.  However, since I did not own my own euphonium or baritone, my days of playing pretty much ended in high school.  I played for one semester in college — even took private lessons.  But when my director said he only wanted trombones for the opera, I quit.

Until this last summer I never really though much about picking up the horn again.  I had no reason really.  And then Weiss introduced me to the amazingness that is Mucca Pazza.  I was instantly in love.

After the show, I had to meet some of them.  Bask in the nerdiness.  It was after that show that I decided I needed my own horn.  So I met Ronnie (accordion), who also played Happy Birthday for me (since it was my birthday weekend)… and Tom (trombone), who mentioned the cd release show happening a few days later.  And well, since I thought Tom was quite the hotty (only later did I find out he was married with a kid), I knew I had to go to that second show.

Mark Messing @ Tour de Fat

Mark Messing @ Tour de Fat

So I did.  And that’s where I met Tony (percussion).  And then I found out about MP playing a few days later at Tour de Fat.  Of course I went.  (This is where I found out about, and met Tom’s family.)  It was after this concert that Tony introduced me to Elanor (trombone) and I found out more about the community reading band that MP had started.  So after a few ebay attempts and various emails, I found myself with a horn and joined up.

So now I own my very own bariphonium (technically a euphonium).  It’s a silver holton bell-front.  I use a 6.5AL pink mouthpiece.  And I’m damn proud and comfortable being a nerd.  I feel that any girl who can wield a low brass instrument is pretty awesome — and as we all know, I’m pretty damn awesome.

However, I will admit, since I haven’t played in a while… and because I was taught to be a little repetitious monkey rather than gaining skills in improv or jamming, well.. I’ll admit to not being all that amazing on my horn.  I can play, and I’m not absolutely terrible… but tell me to do a bit of a solo, just improv for a few bars, and well, it’s painful.

lucyfur and the bariphonium

lucyfur and the bariphonium

Anyway… Tonight, now that MP is back from their southwest tour, we’re starting up reading band again.  I’m looking forward to seeing everyone and hoping that my suckage is minimal.  It’s been great getting to know various members of MP.  I highly recommend seeing one of their shows if you get a chance.

As they say, Ibbidy IP!

a night of tricks, and a few treats (recapping halloween)

3 November 2008

My halloween could only truly be summed up as interesting.

I went straight from work to the Southern Lands of Pilsen — a good practice commute for when I finally move (~90 minutes)… As soon as I arrived I was greeted by hordes, literally hordes, of children.  It was worse than zombies, these mad packs of costumed children demanding sweets.  Seeing as I was outnumbered, I resisted the urge to knock some of them over to steal their candy.  (Okay, so I’m not a terrible person and wouldn’t really do that — but I did want candy.)

progressing

progressing

Eventually I made it through the sticky and loud see of small peoples and their adults and found myself at Adam and Sara’s where I would get ready for the rest of my evening.  I, of course, was going as a Velociraptor.  A Sexy Velociraptor.  (Which mainly consisted of tube top, skirt, ridiculous heals and a lot of body glitter.)  Adam became a jester, complete with juggling balls.  Sara transformed into a naughty parking meeter.  And our dragon, Dan, met up with us just in time to hit the second house in the progressive we had planned on attending.

Joining Weiss & Celestial for some mulled wine

Joining Weiss & Celestial for some mulled wine

Some of the Mennos of Pilsen had organized a progressive, a party that progresses from house to house, each location offering a different type of alcoholic beverage (or in this case, some added food too)…  House no. 2 happened to be that of Weiss and Celestial’s.  We actually arrived before the rest of the party had progressed there.

All-in-all, we stayed for just two houses, including Weiss & Celestial’s.  And somehow, one of the street sign kids (the U-Turn) ended up joining us for the rest of our night…  (I actually know how he joined us, but I’m going to just ignore that for now.)  So we were off… I was barefoot again — which yes, I know, typically not the smartest move in the city, but my heals weren’t made for walking.

Party no.2 for the night landed us in the heart of Boystown.  We circled the area for nearly an hour looking for parking — which yes was exhausting, but we did see quite a number of interesting folk about.  Nearly every woman was some form of sexy/naughty _____.  Many costumes I had seen online at Wet Seal and other stores.  Sexy Freddie Krueger was pretty awesome.  Anyway… our Dragon Dan decided to just drop us off.. and we began searching for the location.

We thought was had found it… entered the building and went upstairs… and discovered that there was a lacking of collegiate linguistic kids there.  Instead, what we stumbled upon was a bear party.  Adam and U-Turn left after a quick look around.  (Not that they necessarily had anything against bears, it just clearly wasn’t the party we were looking for.)  Sara and I stuck around and enjoyed ourselves for a little bit.  Despite the fact that we were the only females around, no one seemed to be concerned.  We struck up a conversation with some — Sara and the bear had a common connection of Pilsen… I’m only regretting in not sampling some of the foods that were there.  Stuffed mushrooms (which I wouldn’t eat.. ever — who eat fungus?), amazing cheeses, punch, cakes, cookies… it was amazing.  However, with the boys being outside and we still had that linguistic’s party to find… we bid adieu to our new bear friends and headed out.  Apparently, though it was the right apartment number, it was the wrong street.

One block up we were at the right party… Sara and I found more drinks, we all found miscellaneous peoples to talk to, and U-Turn found a girl who wanted his number… However, we still had at least one more party to hit, so we headed off yet again.

Finally at Logan’s Square, we were nearly at the location when Sara recieved a call stating that the party had been shut down and there wasn’t a point in continuing there.  We met up with Evil Kyle (the callee) and discussed the unfortunate event, and decided that since it was somewhere around 2:30 or possibly close to 3 am that we should maybe begin heading south.

What followed next was not enjoyable… and resulted in my first (and hopefully last) 911 call.  …

We all made it home, dropped U-Turn off… and Dan the Dragon headed home.  I crashed at Sara and Adam’s…  there was yet another party for tomorrow…

… Over all… I seriously only saw three Palin’s… no McCains or Obamas…. maybe 3 Jokers, one Old School Joker….

a summary of three days

20 October 2008

My weekend started with seeing Deerhoof at the Metro. Adam, Weiss and I decided to meet up for all you can eat sushi beforehand. Indeed. The ninja roll wasn’t terrible (though Adam didn’t like it), but the tofu roll went over well (as I knew it would).
Anyway. Deerhoof included free tortilla chips and bread. Plus, it was just an all around enjoyable concert. I wish I was a little asian girl. And a drummer. I’ve decided I sort of like (good) female drummers*.

my latest addiction

my latest addiction

This beauty pwnd my saturday. Seriously.
I had thought about purchasing one for a while.  I nearly bought one while in NYC a few years back with WGCS — we were at a radio conference.  There was much win for the Globe that trip.  (We brought a Wii with us.)
Anyway.  DS.  Shiny.  I bought two games to start with — Brain Age and Mario Party — but will gladly take old used games off anyone’s hands.  Hell, I’ll take new games too.
I have a feeling my mom will buy me Super Monkey Ball for christmas…

Sunday was a national holiday.  Hopefully you didn’t miss out on it.  It’s too bad if you did.
Libby‘s birthday.
Much fun was had.
I started my day with her, attending her church — which mostly made me miss attending Meeting.  I might start going again… After church was lunch at Buffalo Joe’s — which will be featured on Wing Chicks soon.  I played more DS… and then met up with Libby and her man Zach… and we all progressed to dinner at a tapas restaurant.  Becca, jrosei, and Mennogirl met up with us a bit later (apparently The Google can be wrong).  … I skipped out before dessert.

Eventually I found my way to a Pink Line, and was heading to the Southern Lands of Pilsen.
Potluck is always a good time.
I succeeded at spending more than 30 minutes with Dan too.  (And I’m starting to believe that he’s possibly one of my best dressed friends.)
My day concluded with good people, good conversation, and more wine.  (Oh. Yeah.  Zombie Zin = not half bad and pretty easy to drink.)   I’m thoroughly enjoying this attractive group of people and definitely am looking forward to Sunday evenings.  And well, I think it’s been decided that there will be a migration from the Northern Territories to the South… in less than a year.

*(asian) female drummer not found in deerhoof.. but in one of the openers…

things to look forward to (10.16.08)

16 October 2008
  • Deerhoof tomorrow night (w/ Weiss, Jesse, Roselyn, & Adam)
  • art gallery show closing (artwork by:

i’ve been needing to get a unitard… (see also: tribute 10.15.08)

15 October 2008

Last night, Weiss and I kept up with one of our favorite Second City traditions…
We saw Casiotone for the Painfully Alone perform.

This was my 3rd concert, Weiss’ 4th. (I was out of town or something for one of them…)

smoked beer

smoked beer

The night was really great.  We met up early for dinner at Piece, and decided that we could actually finish off a medium pizza (which we did).  I got a beer that Adam had introduced me to on Friday (also at Piece).  Our waiter described it as “a campfire in a bottle”, it’s also been described as “liquid bacon”… it’s a smoked beer, absolutely amazing, but I can’t finish a whole bottle.

Because we met up two hours before the show started, Weiss and I had time to discuss a whole array of topics.  One of which being this upcoming holiday and my lacking of costume.  We decided to think of “Sexy _____”… but not your standard ones (anyone can do “Sexy Nurse”, “Sexy Cop”, “Sexy Witch”, and even “Sexy Hobo”).  The list will eventually be on Shoup.  But I think I’ve got my costume picked out… I just need to make some purchases.

Anyway, we eventually left Piece and headed over to the Bottle to see CFTPA.  Apparently Weiss and I are showing our age — or rather, someone else’s, because being out late like that should have been natural for 20-somethings.  When we got there, the first group had just started — sBach.  Definitely a unique group.  At first I wasn’t sure, but I quickly decided that I indeed liked them and even purchased their cd after their set.  I feel this will be perfect SMASH & KILL music for when I eventually start playing more video games (more on that in a future post).  After sBach was Ill Ease, who definitely took some getting used to.  Great musician though — a one woman band.  So much energy too.

Finally it was time for CFTPA to take the stage.  As always, Owen provided an amazing show.  I think I’ll be purchasing his newest release…  He never played my request, but I won’t hold it against him.  And as always, I’m already looking forward to his next show in the city.

When all was said and done and Weiss had two CFTPA cds, we boarded a bus, departed ways at Ashland as Weiss headed to the southern lands of Pilsen and I went off to the Brown Line.
Okay.  Here’s the thing.  When I left work yesterday, there was some notice about the Red Line and something happening from some place in or near the Loop all the way up to North/Clybourn from 9pm to 2am.  So I just assume that it’s closed and rerouted, so I’ll just take the Brown to Fullerton and switch…. well, I get to the Brown at 12:50am.  The last train is scheduled for 12:58.   It’s 1:10a and the train hasn’t come.  So the CTA worker comes out and says she’s going to lock up the station and that the train isn’t coming.  I pass this message on to the other guy who’s waiting… so we walk together to the Red Line.  (Which was nice… not walking alone in an area just 15 minutes before I saw a man push a woman — I couldn’t tell if the woman was on something and harassing him, or what was going on, I didn’t stick around.)  We get about 2 blocks from the station, turn around, and there’s the Brown Line train, just leaving…  Yeah.  So Red Line it is.
The Purple Line has already stopped at this point, so I’m just concerned about just eventually making it home my whatever means.  At Howard, I just miss the N201 bus — which would have taken me about 4 blocks or so away from my apartment… rather than waiting about 30 minutes for the next, I contemplate walking the 8-12 blocks home.  Daytime, not a problem.  2am.  Eh… maybe not the best of ideas.  Luckily there’s a cab there… $5 later I’m home.

Anyway.  Now I’ll leave you with your tribute…. I’ve seen this artist before, and to have her paired up with CFTPA is just awesome.

White Corolla - Casiotone for the Painfully Alone