The Toadies Through The Years

The Toadies – August 7th 2010 – Palladium Ballroom – Dallas, TX 
     My old friends the Toadies invited me out their show that basically a record release party about 13 years too late (but better than never). This has been overstated so let me make this brief: After the wide success of 1994’s Rubberneck they were to follow it up in 1997 with an LP called Feeler. This was during the huge merger of Seagrams and the Universal Music Group and most of the second and third-tier bands had their funds frozen and eventually lost in the shuffle. The record was shelved , and they made another record that took the label an additional four years to release, 2001’s Hell Below/Stars Above that due to such a loss of momentum and the label’s unwillingness to promote it went nowhere, leading to a breakup that same year.  They became active again in 2008 with the independent release No Deliverance and now that the legal shit has dissipated, these Feeler songs can now see the light of day.
I almost never get to gigs early and always miss the openers, but I saw that the opening band was called the House Harkonnen (a reference to Dune, one of my favorite books/movies) and based on name alone I got there early to see them, and what a great decision this was, as they freaking destroyed.
 
I even joked with Rez (drummer/Toadies) after the show by asking him “how was the walk back from 3 blocks away?” in a joking reference as to just how far HK had blown them away.
The Toadies came out to great fanfare and an unbelievably packed venue.
     …and they killed as always. Hearing old songs like Pink and Suck Magic, took me right back to that time of my life back then and remembering also at that time that it seemed like we were all battling the record company with them. Most of this was lost on at least half the crowd as these songs were just filler before they got to the familiar material that local radio has played relentlessly. Why they don’t pay equal or at the very least partial attention to the new material is baffling to me. The band is still putting out quality material but according to the radio, they haven’t released anything since 1994. Its stuff like that can keep a band in the general consensus in a state of arrested development. Still a great victory lap in their hometown, again better late than never.

The Toadies – Rodeo Live – Denton, TX – October 14th

I just happened to have found out about this show just a few hours before the doors opened. It’s rare that the Toadies play in Denton and I hadn’t seen the gang in awhile, so I thought I would go out and surprise everyone. The show was sold out naturally, and I can’t remember them playing a place this small in Texas since High School (place held about 300 people) so I had to go around back, and that’s where I found Wes and Duane and we were all glad to see each other. They secured my entry and in I went.
Nothing against the Toads, but I don’t really think this place was not only prepared to handle a show this size, I’m not sure they were really ready for anything. The sound was pretty awful at times, so I used the credentials they gave me and watched from side-stage. The band played well but the sound, again to no fault of their own, never really improved.

Now, that’s not to say, that the show wasn’t a rawking affair, cause it was. It always good to see them when I can and catch up. Their crew and handlers are some of the best people I know. I didn’t stay too long after the show,

Dallas Observer St. Patrick’s Day Festival w/ The Toadies – Energy Square – Dallas, TX – March 12th 2011

So I skipped a day of 35 Conferette to enjoy what has become a bit of a tradition in the last 5 years or so – The Toadies on St.Patrick’s Day – usually somewhere off of Greenville Ave. as part of the parade. It was actually the first of these way back in 2005 that actually put the Toadies back together again. They were asked by the Dallas Observer (who produces the parade) if they would be interested in doing a reunion show – they all happened to be in town – so they said yes. Oblivious as to how huge they had become in their abscence, I remember tickets going on sale for humbling $5 bucks – and when they all 5k on them the same day – it set the momentum that are still currently enjoying 6 years later, and have since played the parade I think every year since, except for maybe once.
I was at the initial reunion show in 2006 – but have missed the rest by living in NYC since then, so when they guys invited me to come, I decided to skip Denton for the day- (I also had John Oliver tickets – see below) – 
It still didn’t deter (unfortuneately) my late sleeping habits that I applied to Denton, as I didn’t get down there till about 30 mins before the Toadies hit stage. They had a solid lineup of openers I would have liked to have seen, no doubtedly playing the biggest show of their careers. True Widow, who have been occasional Trickykid alumni, as we have booked several tours for them as well as Here Holy Spain, who I had just seen on Fri in Denton (see above).
My how we have grown – when I got there, I was greeted by a seething, drunken horde of over 8,000 bead-throwing goons –

The Toadies have become classic rock in Texas over the years, and when you are denied something for so long, and it returns, the need to experience it becomes paramount – that combined with they inspire a deep pride that is indiginant to Texas, so even if you are a casual fan of the music, if you are from Texas, you have got drunk to this band more than once.
I make my way backstage just as the show is about to start –

 

A great afternoon, of great fun – The Toadies hometown shows always turn into family reunions for me as I run into everybody I haven’t seen since the last one. Their organiziation is Class A with Dale and Tami, and Scott and Sean, and Duane and Wes, etc – so it was great to be home and to see everyone and to the see the Toadies play what had to have been the biggest show they have ever played on their own – and this is 20 years into their career which is astonishing.

Setlist:

I Come from the Water
Little Sin
Man of Stone
Happyface
Push the Hand
Paper Dress
Hell in High Water
Quitter
Waterfall
Sweetness
Song I Hate
Mexican Hairless
Backslider
No Deliverance
Away

Encore-

Possum Kingdom
Don’t Let Me Down (The Beatles cover)
Tyler

The Toadies – April 5th 2012 – Rockin Rodeo – Denton, TX

Ok so Spring time is here and I begin by making my third trip out to Denton this year so far already to see my old friends the Toadies. I hadn’t seen them play in quite awhile and thought it would be fun to see Duane and the crew as well and to catch up with everybody. This venue however is pretty silly and seems a bit amateurish to put on such a production. Its located in a strip mall and appears to be the ideal spot for frat guys to feel cultured by watching cracker blues rock like Blues Hammer (Ghost World reference) – I saw the Toadies play here last year and the venue hasn’t changed. I guess there isn’t any mid-size venues to hold a show like this in Denton.
Anyway I get there and I go around back and see Rez (drummer) and we immediately launch into our smartass rapport covering sports and comics this time. Duane sees me and I’m glad to see him as its been awhile and he tells me to come inside and greet everyone. I see my old friend Tami who is part of their management crew and we catch up and get ready for the show.

They have a new record coming out in a few months called Play.Rock.Music so this was a chance to hear some songs that I’m sure they were using a show like this to try out some of them. The new stuff sounds very Toadies in that creepy, bass heavy way with a real nasty guitar sound. One new song which is sure to be the single – Summer of the Strange is one of the best songs I’ve heard since Rubberneck – totally brown.
I run into my buddy Rick who I felt bad cause I was watching from the side and he didn’t have whatever silly wristband that requires to do the same but we got to chat briefly before the bouncers and their rules broke up our little pow wow (sorry about that Rick).
I had missed all the openers and wish I had gotten there early to see the Phuss again who totally blew me away at the show I saw last month. Right after the show during the impromptu photo/autograph thing with a few fans I saw that girl I talked about in the January entry, drunk as hell and acting a total fool, and being all super fan girl. I did my best to keep my distance hoping she wouldn’t see me but my paleness is just a bright shining star.After the show Duane and I headed to the bus where we caught up with my old buddy Todd (singer) who I caught up with at the aforementioned Phuss show after not really running into each other for close to three years – that time was brief tonight the shitshow was in awesome full effect as he, Duane and I trolled in the thickest of sarcasm to much hilarity long into the night. Those guys can’t give a straight answer about anything and sometimes its difficult to keep up but that’s half the fun. Later it was full bus time as Rez and Donnie (bassist) joined us as well as Sean (merch guy) who is also a total riot and blast to hang with.
This was a good time, I really hadn’t done the full post-show hang with these guys since their return to NYC back in 2008 in one of their first shows since they reformed. I finally left the bus around 4am and had to sober up before heading back to Fort Worth -They told me that their coming to NYC in the Fall with Helmet – till next time gentlemen

The Toadies – June 16th 2012 – Palladium Ballroom – Dallas, TX

After catching a small intimate show sidestage of the Toadies in Denton and having a long hangout catching up afterward with them a few months ago, I was determined to just slip in, see the show, say hello and take off. The Denton show had an attendance of around 400 and this one around 4,000 so I knew it would be more tense and people tend to come out of the woodworks at these hometown shows. Ask any band and they will tell you that their hometown shows are the most stressful and they would much rather be playing to 100 strangers in Tempe than to everyone they ever met and their families and former schoolmates and dealing with ex-girlfriends that want to be put on the guest list. I was not going to contribute to this in anyway.

My attempt at anonymity lasted about 10 steps as I ran into my old friend Anthony who used to be in a band with Duane, my old roommate who is on the crew and one of my oldest friends. We had fun catching up and then it was like every 5 feet was high school reunion so after about 3 songs I wound up backstage.

I couldn’t really see that well from where I was standing out in the crowd anyway. It’s always odd for me to see them in this type of environment because its so easily to forget how popular they are, and for me they will always be those strange guys playing at the coffee shop on the corner all those years ago. However not in the vein of the old I-was-here-first or the punk rock revelry of resenting a band once they become popular – fuck that, that’s one of my least favorite poses.
They show was pretty good and made special by covering Rev Horton Heat tunes and an old face I hadn’t seen in 20 years in the shape of original guitarist Charles Mooney joining them for the pre-fame track Got A Heart. When I first met these guys back in 1990 they were all working at a record store close to my house that my friend Keith worked at and it was he that he introduced me to them and soon Keith’s band and the Toadies were doing shows together. Charles also worked at the store around this time and started the band with Todd. Good to see him still kicking.

Setlist –

Heel
I Come From The Water
Push The Hand
Happyface
No Deliverance
Summer of the Strange
Sweetness
Paper Dress
Away
Waterfall
Backslider
Animals
Song I Hate
400 Bucks (Reverend Horton Heat cover)
Little Sin
Beside You
Possum Kingdom

Encore:

Hell in High Water
Tyler
Got A Heart (w/ original guitarist/co-founding member Charles Mooney)
I Burn
Rattler’s Revival

So much for anonymity as after the show I was in the dressing room backstage for the usual monologue of smart-assedness and laughter.

 

I didn’t do the 5am thing like last time and neither did they as they had to leave pretty early the next day and we made plans to catch up in NYC over the summer. Good times.

The Toadies – Homegrwon Festival  2014

After night fell, the blue lights of the now vacant Dallas Statler Hilton illuminated Main Street Garden Park, and generations of Texans got an exhilarating fix of nostalgia they won’t soon forget, taking in the native music of their adolescence. Dallas Observer mainstay Robert Wilonsky who has a storied, passionate history of writing about the Toadies, introduced them with a perfect tribute that encapsulated what was about to happen. They were gonna play their landmark debut LP Rubberneck in its entireity.

Celebrating the 20th anniversary of the LP, they’ve been playing it all the way through on their recent tour, something that oddly they had never done in Dallas before.
I’ve known these guys for my entire adult life and have seen them play countless times so for me it means that we are gonna get to hear Velvet & Quitter – two tracks that are all screaming that don’t appear on the setlist much these days as they usually play most of the rest of the LP in concert anyway.
Even with that familarity, what was taking place was not lost on me – a beloved band, in their hometown, playing a crucial soundtrack, in the most perfect of settings.
Though I’ve seen them so many times over the years and saw them do the record in its entireity for the first ever this past March in Austin, I don’t know if its ever been better than this.Setlist – RubberneckMexican Hairless
Mister Love
Backslider
Possum Kingdom
Quitter
Away
I Come from the Water
Tyler
Happy Face
Velvet
I Burn

2nd Set

Got a Heart
I Am a Man of Stone
Little Sin
Summer of the Strange
No Deliverance
Heart Of Glass (Blondie cover)
Rattler’s Revival

Encore:

Stop It (Pylon cover)
Push the Hand
Hell in High Water

The sound system was loud, clear and echoed throughout the entire downtown area, bouncing off highrises and skyscrapers.
It was a very diverse and family friendly crowd, didn’t think security had much to bother with in the vein of over consumption or rowdiness, so we ventured out to watch the encore from the crowd.
That’s where we were a little wrong because the day’s heat & booze had soaked in and their were definitely some ramblers up front that I hope were not driving – Meth face girl that kept insisting on showing us your tits – I hope you made it home okay – And to the frat dude that I had to punch after asking nicely not to keep stepping on me, well sorry but you had it coming.

The Toadies – December 30th 2014 –  Billy Bob’s Texas – Fort Worth, TX

One of the great things about being home for the holidays is getting to see old friends or people that you only see this time of the year. I’ve been fortunate to have seen my old buddies the Toadies several times this year, but never in all the years I’ve known them have I seen them at Billy Bob’s & was happy to see two local institutions embracing each other.
Full disclosure, if the show had been perhaps anywhere else, I probably would have missed it as I was so worn out from the holidays and knew I’d be going out tomorrow night for New Year’s Eve, but this proved to be the perfect little escape. Billy Bob’s is less than 10 mins from family’s home in Fort Worth so I really had no excuse. My plan was to go solo, not call anyone, see who I ran into and catch the show.
Upon arriving I was searching out the pinball machines like a nerd as they had moved them since the last time I was here over the summer, when this cute girl smiled at me flirtatiously – nothing major, just enough to make me feel good about it. I have a girlfriend so naturally I didn’t pursue but then as I had finished my first game I look over my shoulder and she’s watching me, smiles again and decides to come right up to me. Ok, this is kinda exciting right? When she leaned in and actually asked if she could “borrow a few bucks to get a drink”
Stunned, I sorta agreed but this being a country bar and wanting to follow local protocol and make sure I wasn’t rubbing another man’s rubarb to keep from getting my ass kicked, I asked her who she was here with to which she replied “Oh….he’s out in the car….” – Ok so HERE comes the bullshit – I had the perfect line by saying “Well, maybe if you had come alone we’d be drinking by now” but couldn’t she had at least flirted with me first to get me to buy her a drink? Doesn’t that kinda say “Hey, I may be a broke loser but I STILL wouldn’t fuck you buddy”? Strange days.

Ok, so as I’m doing my best to distance myself from the grifter I hear my buddy Jason shouting my name and I go over & say hi and tell him and his sister the odd encounter I had just experienced to much hilarity. To add to the comedy, I’m starting to understand that people you see at shows with those vape pens are very proud of them and I would have to say that Jason’s sister is the proudest I’ve encountered yet.
I joked with her that when I was first arrived I couldn’t find the pinball machines because of this wall of smoke so copious that I thought that either:

A) The opening act was KISS
B) The place was actually on fire

……only to discover that she was the culprit of this Spinal Tap-like fog of smoke – as we were all heading into the showroom for the show she spun an impressive dragon-like trail so thick I have no idea how I lost her and Jason before the show started and didn’t see them again for the rest of the night.


Don’t know how many new adjectives I’ll be able to invent to offer after seeing these guys a couple hundred times over a 20+ year span and even 4-5 times for this year alone other than to say, it was fun and enjoyable as always. I’ve seen quite a few of their either New Year’s Eve, or New Year’s Eve Eve shows like this one over the years. A few things I think I did see for the first time however was that I’d never seen Clark their guitar player stand atop the amps, something I think drummer Rez perhaps was seeing for the first time as well as he presented it not unlike the way Vanna White introduces vowels.
Secondly, I can’t ever recall Todd (singer/guitarist) so fed up with an audience member that he took off his instrument during I Come from the Water after changing the lyrics to address the person of ire directly and then proceeded to head into the crowd to physically confront them. Billy Bob’s crowds can be a real beating and that took balls to do that so good for him and I think the fire was put out without consequence. I for one was more comfortable at this show than any I’ve been to in a long time ironically. Thankfully my ticket was on the floor but the price increase largely kept a good portion of the crowd up on the sidelines which was great for me. I found a pole in the back, I could see & hear perfectly, no goddamned cell phones in my face & nobody bothering me so that I could enjoy a kick-ass rawk show.

Setlist –

Backslider
Heel
No Deliverance
Away
Little Sin
Man of Stone
Mexican Hairless
Push the Hand
I Come from the Water
Possum Kingdom
Hell in High Water
Stop It (Pylon cover)
Tyler

Encore:

Jigsaw Girl
Heart of Glass (Blondie cover)
Got a Heart
Rattler’s Revival
I Burn

SXSW 2011: TrickyKid Brawl for All w/ The Death Set in a boxing ring!

The first people to arrive is the Here Holy Spain crew so Erin and I take them across the street to a Mexican restaurant and treat them to dinner, hoping Randy and the boys would be gone when we returned. Having Mr. Palmer drunkenly supervise my event was not part of the deal. This was our place for the evening per the agreement but that didn’t stop his pride from dictating that this was his place and he calls the shots.

Matt arrives, and despite Robyn asking me not to officially announce the showcase (or namely the Death Set’s involvement) until a few days before for fearing that it could compromise their position at an official showcase, I hand him a list of RSVPs that total close to 2k.

We finally open the doors, equipment is in place inside the ring – I get in, make a few announcements, wish Erica, HHS bass player a Happy Birthday and the show begins.

They kicked ass as I knew they would, their were only about 60 people thru the doors by the time they finished playing, but it was a great start and was so glad to have them.

Next up was the Blind Pets,  By the time they started the place had almost tripled in attendance.

Now pay close attention cause this is where all hell breaks loose. After the Blind Pets had played their equipment remained in the ring as I had worked it out with them and the Death Set that the DS was just gonna show up and plug in as they were coming straight from another show to play ours and everyone was in agreement that the Death Set would just play on their equipment. The spot was about to be blown up – here’s how:

I had a million people a second stopping me to talk to me or somebody needed something or my supervision, so much so that I didn’t even recognize Robyn when she came in with the band until she grabs me and I snap out of it and start directing them where to load in.

They blew the spot up and insisted on using a mixtape they had just released over the PA (that meant thankfully no more DJ Randy Palmer) Their were now noticeably even more people there to see the Death Set. I could sense Josh’s pride/ego ticking away like a timebomb. Here was a band playing his town on his equipment and I could feel his who-the-fuck-do-they-think-they-are vibe so when the Death Set were not happy that all we had was beer and asked for champagne I thought he was gonna spontaneously combust.

Once again, my team to the rescue, I told her what I needed and again in a flash, they returned with the bottles of champagne I had asked for, and sadly didn’t even get to partake in any of it or even the toast that she deserved to be a part of, for they had to return to immediately assist the bartender.

Ok, ring the bell son, the Death Set are climbing in and here we go – just as I had anticipated/wanted – the band instructs the crowd to get into the ring with them and go freaking nuts, and that’s exactly what happened.

It was all happening, my dream was coming true, my vision was being realized, it looked exactly as I thought/hoped it would.
All for about 40 mins that is –
Here is how it went down –

The Death Set start playing and of course as expected/encouraged, they invite the entire crowd on the floor to join them in the boxing ring for a crazy, memorable time. Mr. Palmer, apparently forgets the conversations we had about this and starts losing his mind. He is in the back on a mic, shouting for people to get out of the ring – ummm..hello? Mr. Palmer, this is why we are here, this is what we came to do, this is why I was willing to have the showcase two miles from downtown – to give people a reason to come and do something different and awesome. Seeing that crowd run into that ring was such an awesome rush and I couldn’t have been happier. Mr. Palmer sends Josh in to do damage control, who is all too happy to bust them up. He makes the crowd leave the ring, but not before stealing the mic Kanye style and bellowing out this gem:

“This is a BOXING RING, not a fucking BOOT RING!! everyone get the fuck out of this ring right now!!”

It was cringe inducing, (no boots in Texas?) and since we live in the information age, something that tasty will not go without its own little meme.

Here is a video someone made of the incident labeling Josh with the new moniker of Boot Nazi –

I’m hearing this from outside as I’m dealing with another crisis – Before I walk in Josh comes running out to find me and starts screaming at the top of his lungs of his desire to smack the singer in the mouth. Apparently Johnny had told him to fuck off or something, or whatever it was etc.
I go back in and reach an agreement that if they take their shoes off, everyone can go back in.
The show resumes for about 20 more minutes.
During that entire time, Josh and company are having full blown anxiety that the band/crowd are harming/potentially harming their equipment etc.
Personally I was standing on the steps of the ring in front of the equipment and saw zero signs of impending doom or I would have seen it and done something about it.
Suddenly power is cut (during Negative Thinking no less) to all of our surprise –

Alot had been said about this, online and in the press and in several interviews I’ve given about the event, about what really went down, and let me set the record straight. I didn’t learn (though I had a sneaking suspicion) till weeks later, that Justin, the Blind Pets bass player was behind the ring where the power source was and he cut the power at Josh’s direction. There you have it – plain and simple.
The Blind Pets did not like the Death Set – resented sharing their equipment with them/the Death Set being the bigger draw/ and a cultural clash of North vs South attitudes.
The ring was not being torn up nor was their equipment in danger or being abused – it was simply ego/attitude/pride.

I jumped in immediately to try to restore order, but by that time the band was just exhausted (this was their third show of the day and their 10th in three days) and this was the last one before they got to go home, so they weren’t really in the mood to fight over it and said fuck it. I do not blame them.

The Death Set and Robyn were nothing but courteous to me and thanked us for having them and we all agreed to laugh about it over a drink next week in NYC. I got a car service to take them straight to the airport, and thanked them for stepping literally in the ring with us.

Sadly this created a vibe that the whole event was over, so I scrambled to get on the mic and remind people that we still had three more bands and as many kegs to consume and this seemed to surge the crowd a bit. The House Harkonnen were up next.

This is a band that I greatly admire, who I feel is ready for national stardom if they want it and are about as good as it gets. Their were alot of people there to see them and I myself was excited and have been championing this band for weeks. Tonight there was a certain swagger that I felt was completely circumstantial of the events of the evening. Like their was something like, “this whole thing is fucked, so we are gonna go down swinging and tear this fucking place apart” . Like the agenda had changed from to entertain to downright maim.
This was evident in the size and volume of power they brought with them – that they used with wild abandon. They weren’t gonna mess with the boxing ring shenanigans and started setting up enough amps to rock a stadium. This picture with the sound guy says it all –

They hadn’t gotten two songs in where they were so loud people were fleeing outside, and with the people gathering outside and the traffic of the door it attracted the attention of some inspectors in the area that jumped on us like white on rice. They talk to Mr. Palmer first, who was totally inebriated and then they came found me. I showed them the permits that I had secured which they went over with a fine tooth comb, and finally gave up and left. Somebody (Randy?) said something to them they didn’t like as they were leaving. I had a feeling that this wasn’t gonna be the last of them and I was right.

The band keeps rocking but their are more people outside than in, all with open containers and the band is so loud the walls are breathing, and about 10 mins after the inspectors left, here come the police. Several people immediately bail and the police run me through the whole procedure again, while telling the band to stop playing. I show them the same permits, but they don’t seem to care. They seem to especially have a problem with Mr. Palmer, who was cool with them, but it wasn’t enough to salvage the evening.Threats of issuing expensive tickets are made and that was enough to permanently end the evening.

I felt the most for Wildstreet, who traveled the furthest, and who are my com-padres back in NYC. Who had come all this way, just to play this show. Thankfully they were able to get some pickup dates and get introduced to the festival, so it wasn’t a total loss, but this was supposed to be the crown jewel and their were alot of people their interested in them.

One of my favorite lines of the evening came from Matt (who has Motley Crue lyrics tattooed on his body) when the Wildstreet guys were coming in, he looks at me and says “Dude who the fuck are these guys? they look like something I’m gonna enjoy”.
Too bad he didn’t get that chance.

I woke up the next day and we are all over the press – the freaking Village Voice listed us in their Top 10 events of the festival just under Kanye and Jay-Z (hey we’ll take it).

Thanks again everybody, we will be back next year with something even more irresistible to the police.