Radio 1190 Presents: Little Fyodor & Babushka Tribute CD Release!
The Inactivists, Ralph Gean, Gregory Ego, Us From The SuperFuture, Nervesandgel, Gort Vs. Goom, Diablo Montalban
3131 Walnut St.
Denver, CO, 80205
This event is 21 and over
Little Fyodor & Babushka
Little Fyodor (said, "fee-ay-dor") has been spreading his avant-pop madness throughout the world musical underground for TWENTY YEARS now through recordings and live performance, releasing cassettes, vinyl and CD's as a do-it-yourselfer, until recently when Discriminate Audio released BOYD RICE PRESENTS THE VERY BEST OF LITTLE FYODOR'S GREATEST HITS, a collection of Boyd's favorites among Little Fyodor's repertoie of twisted, satirical songs which, beneath a crass and maniacal outer shell, express a deep fraternal empathy with those who most acutely experience the frustrations and alienation of modern life's Insect existence. Available at Discriminate Audio's own website (PayPal), as well as Unpop Art (credit card) and even Amazon.com. In performance, Fyodor is joined by his lovely assistant Babushka, who has lent her support in an act of mercy reflective of her Olde World upbringing, plus a powerhouse rhythm section of dispassionate pros, forming a tight & tasty punk rock performance juggernaut, emoting their sad and angry repertoire with a theatrical, daresay Vaudevillian flair, and RAWKING OUT all the same. Little Fyodor's old releases, including work with his old band, Walls Of Genius (called "funnier than hell weirdos" according to the book, Unknown Legends of Rock 'N' Roll!) are still available as well in one form or another. Checkout littlefyodor.com for more info, more photos and a full discography!!!
This is a love story.
Five years ago, Matt Sumner answered an on-line ad, and couple of days later met up with a strange man at My Brother's Bar. This was the beginning of a strange yet beautiful long-term relationship. You see, the ad was placed on musicmates.com (this was in the pre-CraigsList days) and the man he met was guitarist and ukulele-player Scot Livingston. As a bassist, Matt had looked at Scot's rather long ad searching for musicians for quite some time before actually getting drunk enough to respond. Not that Matt disagreed with anything in Scot's diatribe, he just figured that anyone that verbose would be a controlling pain in the ass to work with. He was only half-right. Matt and Scot met at My Brother's Bar (now the traditional Inactivists' meeting spot) and exchanged CDs of half-finished song ideas and other demos. A week later Matt and Scot met up again where the were now about half-dozen newly written songs. Which is a good thing, since Scot had gotten frustrated with the solo singer-songwriter doing acoustic numbers at the coffee shop open mics and decide to start to booking shows as a band under the name The Inactivists in the delusional hope that someday a band would form around him. Luckily, Matt already knew a saxophonist and drummer who he thought would be interested in this project. Unfortunately the only day they had to practice (October 19, 2003) was the day before the next show that Scot had booked at Pink-E's. So a dozen original tunes were practiced real fast and the next day, played pretty well given how talented and game the musicians were. Without time for another rehearsal, there was another show booked two nights later. Matt mentioned that he had been corresponding with a theremin player who also might be interested. Her name was Victoria Lundy and she walked onto the stag of the Blue Mule having no idea what the band sounded like or even what they looked like. But it worked. Sure there have been the usual band personnel shifts while looking for the right combination of talent and interest, but now the Inactivists have finally found their penultimate line-up. The drummer wasn't too hard to find, since he ended up marrying Scot's cousin, while saxophonist and accordion player, Pattie Melt was actually a refugee from an unfortunately aborted Surf-Tiki-Lounge project where she played with Victoria.
In the last five years the Inactivsts have drunk countless pitchers of hard cider at My Brother's Bar, recorded three albums (four if you count the Xmas album) and are nearly done with the next one; they have played over 103 shows; opened for acts as diverse as the Red Elvises, Golden Arm Trio, Cecil "P-Nut" Daniels, and Captured! By Robots; they have yelled at the Hobby Lobby in Arvada and have serenaded protestor at the DNC on the 16th Street Mall; they have staged the only performance of the rock opera "Jahoprah & The Golden Guitar" with a cast of dozens; they have helped promote the Art Rock community in Denver by joining and helping organize the D.A.R.C.; they have had their theremin enshrined in the Aurora Natural History Museum, and smashed an acoustic bass guitar at the D-Note,; they have been joined on-stage by such luminaries as Little Fyodor & Babushka, Abbie Norm, and Tim from Yerkish; they have received dozens of glowing articles, even once being compared to "watching the Muppet Show in prison"; enduring thousands of questions from people unfamiliar with their instrumentation; but most importantly the Inactivists have had a good time while making good, strange music.
Few individuals alive have had as longstanding or committed a relationship to rock n' roll as Ralph F. Gean. Even fewer can claim to have led lives remotely as multi-faceted, colorful and downright weird as the man otherwise known as "The Star Trekkin' Rock n' Roll Cowboy." Ralph's been writing, performing and recording his own music pretty much non-stop since the mid 1950s, and began his career opening arena shows alongside the big names of the day; but 50 years later, rather than enjoying the fruits of decades of fame and success, Ralph instead remains in relative obscurity, largely unknown except to devoted fans of "outsider" music. He's endured more than a few years of living in hovels, sleeping in his old Ford van, and playing on street corners for food money; and yet despite receiving little recognition or reward for his musical labors, Ralph's never abandoned his lifelong dream of rock n' roll glory, even as he now enters his late 60s.
I first saw Ralph perform in Denver, Colorado in 2003 at an all-ages showspace/warehouse I was living in at the time called Monkey Mania. An unassuming man with sloping shoulders, a missing front tooth and long, stringy gray hair, he was clad in a pair of sweatpants, a tattered cowboy hat and what could possibly be the tackiest oversized tie-dyed shirt I've ever seen - none of which suggested "rock energy."
"I WANT TO BE A BILLIONAIRE"
Us From The SuperFuture
Gort Vs. Goom
Gort Vs. Goom is a power-duo from Denver, Colorado.