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Moving to Colorado has been one of the best experiences
in my life. But recently, I've been feeling the affects
of being landlocked. I am really missing my ocean. Having
grown up in California, I took for granted it would always
be there for me. The ocean provided a welcoming escape
from all the bullshit I had encountered in any given day.
It was my escape into another world, where I could sit
for hours and be entertained by the spastic movements
of the dark water.
This past week I found that another ocean will no longer
accessible. An ocean that has brought many waves of
pleasure to our listening audience. An ocean that always
came to play, tickling all our naughty spots.
Black Black Ocean will perform at what may well be
their last show, which takes place at The Construct
in Denver next Monday, August 2.
It was Sunday night at the Underground Music Awards
show when I learned the fate of one of my favorite bands
in Denver. It was right after I had shared my glee with
Aimee Folette (from Fox Theatre) about the future of
this band, and how much potential they had.
All I knew was I was planning to talk to guitarist
Stephen Till after their show about this actual article.
Little did I know it would be the first story, and possibly
the last. I say possibly because they may play in the
wintertime, but that's completely up in the air at this
point.
The scoop is, Ryan Eason, lead singer, guitarist, keyboardist,
and accountant is heading off for school-istic business
masters pastures. As a result, drummer Jared Black will
be moving to Seattle to buy expensive, vintage grunge
wear from the movie set of Singles and pursue his love
for Bridgett Fonda.
At Sunday's show, right before BBO was set to come
on, Dan Rutherford from Indiego got my attention, telling
me they were going to lip synch the first song of their
set. But most of the audience had no idea why Black
was at the front of the stage with a guitar instead
of back behind the drums. And Eason was in his place
with sticks in hand. The song hit, and all the players
were in place, just switching roles with rock star perfection.
It took a few seconds, but people got it and applauded,
poking each other at the parody in action.
"It was always my dream to be a lead singer,"
Black says with a grin, as I join him, Till, and the
fifth member of the group, Jonathan Till (Stephen's
brother and graphic artists d'Elegance) for drinks at
Gabor's.
Till adds, "We had to make it light hearted. It
doesn't have to be so serious. People are way to serious."
That's something the foursome has never been accused
of. In fact, most of their interviews are nothing but
abstract stories filled with more fiction than truth,
obscurity in a David Lynch meets Mel Brooks kind of
way.
When asked what each band member plans to do post BBO,
Black sips his beer and asks, "Do you want to hear
a lie or do you want me to tell the truth?"
Believe it or not, this is the truth: bassist Quintin
Schermerhorn will be going on tour with Brian Nation
(who filmed Sunday's Gothic show), a goat and a Shetland
pony as a traveling circus music before he also goes
back to school. From eagle beaks to barnyard animals.
You can never say the Ocean didn't love nature.
As for the Till brothers (Jonathan was actually in
Black Black Ocean before Stephen kicked him out), Stephen
plans to continue as a solo artist, with a margarita
and a laptop, rippin' the folk-Mexican-electronic grooves.
The two of them plan to join a rock supa-group. The
lead singer of Five Iron Frenzy, Reese Roper, has hired
their hands to rock the punk kids. "So that will
be fun," Till smiles, adding, "and being married."
He goes on to tell us about the new washing machine
he bought with his wife, and their exciting trip to
Bed, Bath and Beyond where they purchased their first
knife set. It was like something out of the movie "Old
School."
With not a beer bong in site, Till sips on his PBR,
"But we'll be back doing the rock thing. I have
leverage now in this city. There's things I can get
away with now."
"Get in the bars for free…" Black says,
shrugging about his move to a new city, "I have
to start all over again. No more free drinks for me."
BBO will be leaving behind a legacy; that is for sure.
They will not be one of those bands that has no fan
fare when they finally dissolve and fizzle out. In contrast,
there is the River Phoenix and the James Dean's of the
world who have us wondering what could have been and
feeling as though they were taken from us in their prime.
"If there's any way to leave, that's the way,
with that type of potential. It's not like we tried,
we made it, and then we failed," Till explains.
His brother Jonathan adds, "They'll never be some
washed up people who were really cool three years ago."
"And we ended with a good album," S. Till
says.
That's an understatement. Eaglemaniac will go down
as one of the top ten local releases of 2004, no bout
a dout it. Of the last few shows, I was jonzin' for
them to play "I Love You Like Cocaine," didn't
happen. Apparently, that's one that was more of a studio
song than something they could pull off live, and although
they tried in practice, it just didn't line up. Their
philosophy was to keep the two separate. "There's
bands that make albums, and then they try to recreate
that live, and they end up just standing there playing
the album. You could just go home and listen to it."
The band always delivered, from the first beat on the
bass to the last pound of the drumstick. Every show
was a new experience every time.
"We just want to bring the party back into Rock,"
Till states, matter-of-factly. That they've done.
In addition to their Tasmanian devil approach to playing
for their fans, their wacky and creative minds turned
every show into a theme party with streamers, party
hats made into eagle beaks, and doctors smocks. At their
CD release show at Rock Island this month, Eason went
down to hidden singer, crouching rocker and the crowd
followed. It was amazing to see every kid on the floor
just waiting for the signal to pop up again. And instead
of an encore "we hate encores," Eason ran
out and handed Ben from Soda Jerk the remix of "SM,"
and everyone was shaking and dancing, including the
band.
This is what I'll miss most. You were never just watching
a Black Black Ocean show, you were a part of it.
Their tour tales are just as colorful, from living
in on cheese sandwiches to save money that end up making
Stephan lactose intolerant after a while, to asking
Calgon AND Mr. Bubble to take them away, right in the
middle of a party. BBO plans to put together a full
web album in the near future, but we had to provide
a peak of what may appear, including cute little Quintin
waking up on a cot in some strange place, with this
cozy rainbow pillow and the wrist band from the night
before.
As we got our huge bill of $6.00 (man, I need to drink
at Gabor's more often, it's so cheap!), we somehow got
on the topic of my plot to visit California so I can
get my ocean fix. Jonathan commented that there's water
here in Colorado, it's just in the form of lakes. I
agreed, but that's just a pseudo substitute. And the
only thing that came to mind was, "Vibrators may
be fun, but there's nothing like the real thing, ya
know? I gotta have the real ocean."
Black Black Ocean is hoping to get a show together
in during the Winter break, if all the members can come
back together. So just in case that doesn't happen,
you don't want to miss the show Monday, August 2 at
The Construct in Denver.
www.blackblackocean.com
-Kim Owens, July 30, 2004
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