Friday we play at the Redwood Bar & Grill, 316 W. Second St. LA, CA 90012
We go on at 11pm. Old Californio goes on at 9:30. They are real good.
The place is an old pirate bar (!) downtown and it has good food. Free!
Saturday we open up for Trainwreck featuring KG of Tenacious D at Fishlips in Bakersfield.
The other band on the bill is called Band Of Bigfoot and they do songs like "Yeti for love. Oh baby I'm yeti for love?!"
$10. We go on at 9 on Saturday.
We've gots some other great shows coming up before the end of the year and beyond.
Farmer's Market
Strip club
Kibitz Room 10 year anniversary of the Chesne Band's existence & Dutch's birthday!!!
Speakeasies, secret parties, dive bars.
I think we will also be concomitantly committing all of the 7 deadly sins.
Ya know, the usual.
Thursday, December 3, 2009
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
The Mobil Station Party HQ In Pacific Palisades
When I was a teenager growing up, there wasn't no Twitter. No Facebook Events. No Myspace bulletins. No Evite. No Friendster. No Hotmail. Not even Motorola Startac cell phones!
But there was a Mobil Gas station in Pacific Palisades where all the kids would congregate on Friday and Saturday nights looking for the hot parties to attend. Bel-Air Patrol would congregate there too, but if you got there at the right time you would be in.
I remember one time we went down there and heard about some party up Bienveneda Canyon. We were in 9th grade. (That would make it circa 1991.) And this was some senior at Palisades High School's house whose parents were clearly out of town. It was just a friend, my step-brother & I.
When we arrived we're like "Whoa this is intimidatingly out of our league of coolness." We each weighed about 100 pounds and were private school nerds surrounded by the best Jim Morrison's, Matthew McConaughey's, Alicia Silverstone's and Lindsay Lohan's Pali had to offer.
A tank of nitrous was the De facto centerpiece & the aroma of schwag weed was wafting. Led Zeppelin poured out over the canyon from the living room speakers which were pointed toward the terrace where 150 or so kids were debauching. It was one of those houses built right in to the side of a hill with a large pool patio area basically on stilts. We walked over to the edge to check out the chicks and gauge the situation. Really just trying not to get our asses kicked.
After sussing it out my friend decides to take his first hit of Nitrous Oxide. Apparently, he got a good one and almost fell directly in to the empty pool. The older kids finally noticed us and started yelling at him to get away. My step-brother & I guided him over to the edge of the terrace high over the slope below overlooking the relaxing million dollar city and canyon view. Taking his first post-nitrous high deep breath, he leans against the railing.
Next thing you know he falls like 15-20 feet down. The railing was broken & just barely balancing together. Putting any weight on it at all made it fall & sure enough he went with it.
The music stopped. Like a scene from a movie. Everyone was freaking out. Yelling and running to his aid.
It ended up that he landed on some sort of scrub brush that kind of placed him, without so much as a scrape, gently on the side of the hill about 6 inches to the right of one of those mountainside sprinkler heads that juts 4 feet out of the ground and would certainly have impaled him.
100 people gathered around to try and help him back up. He had long blond surfer dude hair. Once they pull his scraggly ass back on the terrace, they realize he's not the owner of the house's girlfriend as was feared. The Zeppelin roars back up immediately and everyone walks away.
But there was a Mobil Gas station in Pacific Palisades where all the kids would congregate on Friday and Saturday nights looking for the hot parties to attend. Bel-Air Patrol would congregate there too, but if you got there at the right time you would be in.
I remember one time we went down there and heard about some party up Bienveneda Canyon. We were in 9th grade. (That would make it circa 1991.) And this was some senior at Palisades High School's house whose parents were clearly out of town. It was just a friend, my step-brother & I.
When we arrived we're like "Whoa this is intimidatingly out of our league of coolness." We each weighed about 100 pounds and were private school nerds surrounded by the best Jim Morrison's, Matthew McConaughey's, Alicia Silverstone's and Lindsay Lohan's Pali had to offer.
A tank of nitrous was the De facto centerpiece & the aroma of schwag weed was wafting. Led Zeppelin poured out over the canyon from the living room speakers which were pointed toward the terrace where 150 or so kids were debauching. It was one of those houses built right in to the side of a hill with a large pool patio area basically on stilts. We walked over to the edge to check out the chicks and gauge the situation. Really just trying not to get our asses kicked.
After sussing it out my friend decides to take his first hit of Nitrous Oxide. Apparently, he got a good one and almost fell directly in to the empty pool. The older kids finally noticed us and started yelling at him to get away. My step-brother & I guided him over to the edge of the terrace high over the slope below overlooking the relaxing million dollar city and canyon view. Taking his first post-nitrous high deep breath, he leans against the railing.
Next thing you know he falls like 15-20 feet down. The railing was broken & just barely balancing together. Putting any weight on it at all made it fall & sure enough he went with it.
The music stopped. Like a scene from a movie. Everyone was freaking out. Yelling and running to his aid.
It ended up that he landed on some sort of scrub brush that kind of placed him, without so much as a scrape, gently on the side of the hill about 6 inches to the right of one of those mountainside sprinkler heads that juts 4 feet out of the ground and would certainly have impaled him.
100 people gathered around to try and help him back up. He had long blond surfer dude hair. Once they pull his scraggly ass back on the terrace, they realize he's not the owner of the house's girlfriend as was feared. The Zeppelin roars back up immediately and everyone walks away.
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Happy Thanksgiving & O'Brien's On Saturday
I think the title about says it all.
Happy Thanksgiving & O'Brien's Saturday.
Oh yeah, Topanga stalwarts Old Bull are opening up for us at O'Brien's.
What else do you want? All of our music for free or something?
A link to a funny video? Or two?
What you already saw those.
Well yippity doo dads and Happy Thanksgiving alright.
Wait, I already said that.
Stupid proofreading.
Stupid LA.
Toodlios,
PChesterfields
Happy Thanksgiving & O'Brien's Saturday.
Oh yeah, Topanga stalwarts Old Bull are opening up for us at O'Brien's.
What else do you want? All of our music for free or something?
A link to a funny video? Or two?
What you already saw those.
Well yippity doo dads and Happy Thanksgiving alright.
Wait, I already said that.
Stupid proofreading.
Stupid LA.
Toodlios,
PChesterfields
Monday, November 23, 2009
Pappy & Harriet's, Joshua Tree & Bobby Furst's Studio
Last weekend we went out to play a show at our favorite place on the planet: Pappy & Harriet's Pioneertown Palace. By the end of the show everyone there either offered us a record deal, a place to stay, drugs, sex, to hire us for their corporate Christmas parties or all of the above. That's what a successful rock n' roll show is all about.
To complete our traditional loop, we head over to the Country Kitchen in Joshua Tree on Sunday morning for the best breakfast around.
Before heading home, we go have a beer and get our minds blown with the one of a kind genius artist Bobby Furst at his studio which is really an installation art work in and of itself with a million different pieces obsessively organized in to some kind of an eminent order. Every inch of that place makes sense. It is overwhelming in the best possible way.
Here are some pics from the events...
We'll be back there on New Year's Day which is a Friday. Come party with us!
To complete our traditional loop, we head over to the Country Kitchen in Joshua Tree on Sunday morning for the best breakfast around.
Before heading home, we go have a beer and get our minds blown with the one of a kind genius artist Bobby Furst at his studio which is really an installation art work in and of itself with a million different pieces obsessively organized in to some kind of an eminent order. Every inch of that place makes sense. It is overwhelming in the best possible way.
Here are some pics from the events...
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| Pappy & Harriet's, Country Kitchen & Bobby Furst's Studio |
We'll be back there on New Year's Day which is a Friday. Come party with us!
Friday, November 20, 2009
Rock n' Roll At A Strip Club
Ya ever heard of a little group called the Beatles? Well they played cover tunes at strip clubs in Hamburg, Germany for a couple years. A few months ago the PC Band got the opportunity of a life time. To play Crazy Girls on La Brea & Sunset. Not quite the Beatles in Hamburg, but our own little twist on it. We actually did it 3 times in one month. Our good friend just happens to be the best live photographer around. He documented the shenanigans...
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| Crazy Girls |
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Pappy & Harriet's This Weekend
This Saturday (14th), we are going to Pappy & Harriet’s Pioneertown Palace near Joshua Tree.
Resuscitate in otherworldly psychedelic movie studio Western town with bikers, Marines, hippies, hipsters, artists, freaks, normals and Paul Chesne & The Love Handles.
It's free. They have great food and dranks. Accomodations at the Pioneertown Motel are just stumbling distance from the bar/restaurant/venue. Hope to see ya out there.
We are starting a benign and malevolent cult. Everyone is more than welcome. This is our 4th meeting.
Here are some pictures from the 1st meeting with Leslie & The Badgers.
Resuscitate in otherworldly psychedelic movie studio Western town with bikers, Marines, hippies, hipsters, artists, freaks, normals and Paul Chesne & The Love Handles.
It's free. They have great food and dranks. Accomodations at the Pioneertown Motel are just stumbling distance from the bar/restaurant/venue. Hope to see ya out there.
We are starting a benign and malevolent cult. Everyone is more than welcome. This is our 4th meeting.
Here are some pictures from the 1st meeting with Leslie & The Badgers.
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| Pappy & Harriet's With Leslie & The Badgers |
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Fri in San Diego : Sat in Bakersfield : Next week Pappy & Harriet's!
Getting in the van & heading out for some road dogging this weekend.
And Next weekend we are headed out to Pappy & Harriet's by Joshua Tree. We are starting a benign & malevolent hippie cult out there. Have you never heard of such a thing. I assure you it's wonderful. Come join. Everyone is welcome!
Don't forget to get our new EP for free here.
11/6/09: Island Sports & Spirits: Coronado, CA
9pm-close, Free11/7/09: Fishlips: Bakersfield, CA
9pm-close, $5 (We're headlining, but there's a special surprise opener)And Next weekend we are headed out to Pappy & Harriet's by Joshua Tree. We are starting a benign & malevolent hippie cult out there. Have you never heard of such a thing. I assure you it's wonderful. Come join. Everyone is welcome!
11/14/09: Pappy & Harriet's Pioneertown Palace: Pioneertown, CA
11/28/09: O'Brien's Pub
Don't forget to get our new EP for free here.
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