Showing posts with label band. Show all posts
Showing posts with label band. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 20, 2013

Remember That Time I Was in a Band?

I was once. For two whole months. It's kind of a cute little best friends story:

I was with Nancy and Beata at a house party of our early 20-something friends' house. Maybe we were all feeling a teensy bit old. Nancy was nowhere to be found and so B and I went searching and found her in the basement, in the sound-proof music studio playing the drums. She normally plays guitar but was having fun just messing around. B picked up the guitar. She sort of plays drums but whatever. I picked up the bass. I normally play guitar but whatever. We started messing around and by the end of the evening we had written three songs.

The joke was that we should call ourselves "Rome In A Day" because that's kinda what happened. But that didn't sound as cute as "Ramona Day" and there you go.

Summer's little brother Ben helped us record and produce our three songs before I left the country. Sadly, tragic circumstances led to the loss of two of our songs, but we did get one up on Sound Cloud. Not too shabby for three girls playing unfamiliar instruments and only a couple practices before laying it down, eh? 




Nancy on guitar
Beata on drums
Kady on bass and vocals


Nancy even made T-shirts. Here is our buddy Davey modeling:







I call for a Ramona Day reunion!

Monday, July 18, 2011

What is your Thumb Doing on my Face?

This is my buddy, Beata.  You might remember her as the guitar player from the band I was in just before I quit my job to travel the world.  (Ramona Day.  We were awesome.  Click here to sample a song.  *cough*).  Anyway, this is an extreme close up of a spot on her face.  Right before this photo was taken, and just before we rolled around on the floor laughing hysterically, I stuck out my thumb and tried to rub out the spot, saying, "you have something on your face."

And she said, "that's a sun spot.  And thanks for wiping OFF the foundation I put there to try and cover it up."

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

I met my Annie Wilkes **UPDATE**

"I am your number one fan."



When I went to Hutchinson to spend the day with my sister, we had an old friend over for dinner.  She brought with her a friend who was visiting from Tucson, whom I've never met.  We'll call her "Lisa".*  Anyway, she's been stalking my blog for some time now and knows more about me than I do.  I asked her if she was going to "Misery me".  She thought that was hilarious, because, well, she's my number one fan.  Also she loved my band's song.

*Name has not been changed.




UPDATE:  This post got me thinking.  Are you a silent, secret fan of A Lady Reveals Nothing?  Where are you from?  How did you find me?  What's your favorite feature of my blog?  Travel stories?  Me embarrassing my dad?  Old relic poop memory stories?  '-isms'?  Are you planning on murdering me?

I hope this doesn't backfire, in that no one comments...
BUT, according to my status counter, I'm getting about 100 hits a day and I know my mom doesn't click that many times.  So here's your chance.  WHO ARE YOU? 

Thursday, February 18, 2010

Exciting News from Ramona Day

Hey you! by Ramona Day

Here is a break from my trip to share my band's first recording!

Written by Nancy Morris
Produced by Ben Grimes
me on bass and vocals
Nancy on guitar
Beata on drums


 

And, we have our very own super fan!  Davey Dorsett sent this photo to our facebook page...that's our t-shirt he's wearing. 

Sunday, January 24, 2010

Tourists in Our Own City

I just did something I have been wanting to do for a long time. And really, how can you go on a tour of the world if you haven't even seen the sights in your own city? So I decided that before I leave my beloved Minneapolis, I owed it to myself to pay tribute, however small. Of course the day couldn't be any crappier, slipperyer, or colder. But anyway. We started out with a visit to the Mill City Museum, "the most explosive museum in the world". In the 1800s this place blew up because they had no means of collecting the flour dust and they were ignorant of how explosive it was. Somebody lit a match or something and pretty soon there were chunks of this building landing all over the city. The shock was felt as far away as Wisconsin, where people mistook the shaking for an earthquake. My sister Kasey and my nieces Miyo and Hanna joined my friend Laurissa and me for the tour. It's $10 per adult, $5 per teenager, and free for kids. I highly recommend it, in part because of a video called "Minneapolis in 19 Minutes Flat" which left me in tears. This is a pretty cool town, folks.




Miyo "reading" about wheat, and enjoying the mill stone brought into the museum.

Vacuum dust collectors, brought in to prevent another explosion. They work by basically vacuuming the dust out of the air.

A demonstration of how the place blew up. This guy added a teaspoon of flour a little air and then caused a spark and it BLEW UP! He said there were a million pounds of flour produced every day. Imagine the explosion if a teaspoon of flour was enough to SHOCK! you.


From there, Kasey had to get going to pick up her other kids off the bus, and so Laurissa and Hanna and I continued our tour of the city and visited Minnehaha Falls, frozen and mysteriously blue in color. There was a man behind the falls in hiking gear and we all decided that would be fun, but our shoes probably wouldn't allow the climb down the restricted stairway.






And then it was on to my favorite bakery, "A Baker's Wife", where they serve the most fantastic tea cakes you've ever had. Please go there immediately and buy one. To DIE FOR.



Then, Laurissa had to go to work and so Hanna and I went to a movie at the Riverview. They are a $3 theater in South Minneapolis, but only charge $2 for a matinee. We saw The Fantastic Mr. Fox at 5pm for $4 and loved it. Technically it was $8 because we forgot they only take cash and I only had $2 on me, so I had to take cash out of the ATM which probably has a $2 fee, and then my bank will probably charge me another $2. Then, after we left the theater, Hanna found a bunch of cash in her pocket. Dang!
These reels were in the hallway outside the theater. They all said New Moon on them. I'm really not sure, but could it take this many canisters to house one movie? Cool.





The movie let out at 6:30. We found out that the MIA (Minneapolis Institute of Arts) is open until 9pm on Thursday nights and is always free. So we went and I was really impressed with the selection of art and sculpture collected from the world over. India, China, Japan, the South Pacific, the Americas, Africa...great collection. Hanna was most enamoured with the India rooms, where there were incredibly intricate carvings of Hindu figures, surrounded by tiny little people carved in the stones. Daughters of the Sun played a free concert, and so we perused art to a nice soundtrack. I admit it was very loud in the museum, and a little echo-y, so I employed my earplugs. I always carry them in my purse, because, well...I'm in a band. *cough* And I made sure to tell the lady that asked me where I got my earplugs the same thing. *cough*




Minneapolis, Kady style. And, my photos are all pretty dark, because I had forgotten that I changed my F Stop to -2 in Mexico because it was way too bright. Sorry about that, folks.

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Ramona Day







I probably haven't mentioned this on my blog yet, but Beata and Nancy and I started a band about 2 months ago. It all started at a party that Ben was having at his place and Nancy slipped down to the basement to practice the drums. Beata and I went looking for her and then sort of just played all the boys' instruments and right then and there, that first night, we wrote two songs. They were awesome, and so are we. So we've been practicing every weekend and now we have five songs. Originals. Make that four and a half songs. The 5th song is sort of in process right now, but it's coming along. anyway I think it's pretty awesome that we have already made T-shirts. Actually, Nancy made the T-shirts in her Print Media class. So because we got together and wrote two songs the first night, somebody was making a joke like, "what, no more songs?" and I was like, "Rome wasn't built in a day." And then we named the band Rome in a Day, but spelled Roman A Day, because we are AWESOME. And then Shawn and summer convinced Nancy and I that Ramona Day is cuter, and we went with it, but couldn't get a hold of Beata for her opinion, and then suddenly the T-shirts were already made. And that is the history of my band. Nancy plays drums and guitar and sings, Beata plays guitar and drums and I play bass and sing.

Suck it.

That's pretty rock star, right? How I said, "Suck it"?
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