Fall Tour Florida Style

First off I want to thank everyone who has been actively searching us out on Pandora.  We received confirmation on the night of our CD Release Party that we are IN!  woo!  thanks guys.  The music is up there as of today, but it takes awhile to get our music....but...when you do hear it please give it a thumbs up so that we get more plays, oh and also we are currently under the Lucas Band Cates...which is par for the course since lucas's name is spelled incorrectly all the time...this time its just out of order....don't worry we and the kind folks of Pandora radio are working on it!
Second, thanks to everyone who was at the CD Release Party.  It was a bonafide success and we owe it to you guys for making it great!

Ok on to the tour.....so far its been filled with uninvited guests in good ways for the most part.  The first night was Wednesday; we drove from Madison to Atlanta and stayed in an old district with Luker's cousin.  The street was a narrow old street and used to be a drive through crack house....more of a crack block since all the homes were old run down and filled with history.  Now within the last 10 years developers have plowed the crack houses to the ground and built beautiful homes in what is now a blossoming district.  I slept ok that night, but my dreams were filled with angst and feelings that ghosts were around me.  At about 4 or 5 in the morning I was rousted by the sounds of someone in the Kitchen downstairs making breakfast and causing a ruckus.....Kenny was in another room and heard the same thing....Lucas was on a couch adjacent to the kitchen and also heard the breakfast making......he thought it was me and Kenny, we thought it was Luker's cousin.....turns out...no one was up at the time.   Yup, weird.  It also turns out that Luke had the same dream that I did...also weird.
Last night we played our acoustic show at Creekside in St. Augustine....on a deck....on the inter coastal waters....it was a nice first show of the tour..very relaxing.  During the show a furry little raccoon kept creeping next to the stage toward the tables with the hopes of a snack, but was scared back a number of times before climbing the tree next to us to watch the show.  We sold a ton of discs and felt pretty good about the start of tour.
Today Kenny and I were boogie boarding outside of the condo when I looked over his shoulder and saw a set of fins poking up from the water.....now the first thing i did was soil my swimsuit....that's a given, right?  I started calling to Kenny; "Kenny!  swim this way...now!"  Kenny:"What?"  Me: "Swim here, toward shore....NOW!" Kenny: "What?" Me: "Fins!"  Kenny:  "Oh shit!"  Well we hauled to the shore were we were told by a worker that was setting up chairs that they were dolphin fins.....whew.....awesome.  So we swam back out and swam with the dolphins getting as close as 50 feet...it was amazing.  So I think I'll get back to that ocean and relax....we play a street dance tonight in St. Augustine and are really looking forward to it.  I'm excited to see who will show up tonight.

out of control dinner

So tonight I made meatloaf.....yup....I did.  I'm not shameful, nor will I take it back.  I made what I made and I loved every ounce of it......sure most people don't mix brown sugar, saltine crackers, onions, and tomato sauce(plus other items)....but that doesn't mean it doesn't taste like heaven.....i mean who are you to say meatloaf isn't delicious....cause it is.....it's damn delicious, in fact I don't blame Michael Lee Aday for taking the name: Meatloaf.  It's masculine, old school, and brave.  Do I have a picture of my dish....hell no!  I ate it.....and it was good!  Oh I might have leftovers, but why do you care?  I mean, do you want my meatloaf leftovers, cause you can't have any.  I'm not selfish, I'm protective.....like a father would be of his teenage girl.  Are you looking at my meatloaf?   You better not be.....punk.  My meatloaf is classy and deserves someone who will appreciate it; someone who will do anything for it; someone who won't ever eat, but eat rational amounts so as to conserve the leftovers.......like meatloaf sandwich, re-heated dinner, or cold meatloaf breakfast; how 'bout meatloaf smoothie, or meatloaf on a salad....no?.....then what about ground meatloaf in potatoes, or meatloaf balls?....wait...that just doesn't sound good at all....but the others...yes the delicious other options for meatloaf....well, i can't wait till tomorrow.

recommended listening:  Meatloaf, Dead Ringer For Love from The Very Best of Meatloaf (even though we all know I just made the very best of meatloaf)

The Van Story

This story will be told in the style of William Thomas Mansfield IV....because he is the greatest story tell who ever lived.....and continues to live...i can prove it, I just saw him last night, so I guess barring any unforeseen "indecent" he's still kicking.

So there I was behind the wheel of the greatest vehicle ever made prior to 1997.....the '97 Dodge DMC, the Dream Machine(pronounced with a hard ch...as in chicken), the Cheese Wheel, the buttratfarttub(its a pallendrome...like........noxon).

We stopped for a snack, actually we stopped because kenny's bladder decided to turn 65 years old on this tour and he has to pee every 100 miles or so....regardless, as we merged onto I-90 we heard a grinding sound come from somewhere under the car.....kenny and chet got out and listened and determined our back right was completely fucked and upon further investigation decided to change the tire. Turns out that son-of-a-bitch(willie style, remember) was worn down to the metal grid beneath the rubber itself making the tire damn near explosion. we unloaded the van, jacked her up, and changed the tire. Although we continued to hear the grinding sound, we decided to continue at a reduced speed to Spokane, our original destination and venue.

Everything was going smoothly. We ascended Lookout Pass which took us from Idaho to Washington, and began our decent passing the mountain town of Mullen and into the darkness of the Washington Rockies. About three miles down the road from Mullen I rounded a corner, following the river as it bent to the right. Midway around the corner the back of our van slammed into the pavement; the right rear tire and fallen off.....son of a bitch. At 65 miles an hour we began to swerve and fishtail toward the concrete divider in the center of the interstate, then back toward the edge of the road and the river, then the concrete, the river.....my breaks are slammed and the van is making a god awful sound....imagine nails on a chalk board....but the bottom of a 2,000 pound van against concrete-Kenny's is fist pumping shouting "you got this, you got this, you got this, you got this", and I'm trying to maneuver to the side of the road.

All completely instinct, all a flash of chaos....but it wasn't done yet. Like a pricey valet I parked the son of a bitch between the white line of the shoulder and the guard rail on a corner of I-90.........the dust settled.....i was amazed at the cleanliness of my pants.

"We're on fire!" is probably the last thing you want to hear, probably ever, but that's the first thing lucas said when he got out of the car. The rear right wheel well was completely on fire...mostly likely caused by metal scraping the pavement and a busted axle, break components and grease.

I never felt an ounce of fear during the ordeal of loosing a wheel until i knew we were on fire....i mean...we were on fucking fire!!! Chet in the panic threw a bottle of water on the well, which only made the fire bigger cause it was a grease fire.....I'm unlocking the back door with hopes of unloading my bass (and everyone else's shit too, but in moments of panic you get selfish)....Lucas, in his moment of brilliance and heroism sacrificed his pillow and smothered the fire, while we threw sand on the burning grease.

Fire out.....all that remained was the red glowing end of an axle which had melted and snapped. Ironically the wheel had rolled with us and landed next to the van.

Highway safety worker Scott(the silent three hundred pound type, no jacked....he never wears a jacket), Officer Louie Ochoa...the best cop name ever, and Darrell, the bands first ever driver, were on the scene. Police reports, road flares, sirens, flashing lights, a celebratory cigar(for not dying) were all out in force. Darrell the tow truck driver(which was more like a big flatbed with lights and our van drove us to the front door of Mootsy's in Spokane and helped us unload our gear. We played, rocked, and thanked the powers that be.....i guess it's just another story from the road....the crazy crazy road.

Thanks to my family Kirk, Renee, Jared, and Rickki and their friends for helping us out big time....giving us a place to stay and staying up way past your bed times to make sure we got where we needed to be. You are all so awesome. Officer Ochoa, Scott, and Darrell for keeping us safe on the interstate, and the guys at Bell Automotive for making our Dream Machine bigger, better, and stronger for future travels. Woo Hoo, the cheese wheel rides again.......................................................bye!

washington is accually pretty rainy, but awesome

Who the hell is fred meyer? Apparently I'm walking around in his store in Bellingham, Washington as I type. Ken is trying to purchase "a lot of socks," and can't find anything. Like shoes, size 13 socks are hard to find. Of course he is trying to get the best deal possible, which prolongs the process. No nikes; tiger wears them and now they are expensive-what a pussy. Looks like he settled with flipping a coin and got the goldtoe premium full cushion cotton quarters....nice choice.
Playing in washington has been a good choice for the lucas cates band as well. We have met many amazing people. Karen and Kevin put us up in Mt. Vernon after a 24 hour drive from paxton, ne(see an earlier blog about paxton, nebraska. The place is amazing). Trinka was gracious enough to let us crash at her lake house in glen haven, wa. I have pics on facebook, but the place was so beautiful...it had the fire pit, hot tub, lake, rehearsal space(her husband is a pro trumpeter, you heard him on like every aerosmith album amongst other things). We spent two days on the lake, surrounded by the clouds and trees. I felt like gorillas in the mist, except with bigfoot.
The 4th of july show went off well. We played on a cliff overlooking the ocean, or the "sound" as its called, for a park full of people. The show moved a bunch of cds and got us two more gigs for this week! The first was last night in everett at PC's and was a tuesday surprise ragger! Amazing crowd of people listening, responding, and gettin down. A local painter painted a "tour poster for us, and did a live painting on the reverse side while we played. It is safely wrapped in lucas's sleeping bag(also posted on facebook). It reminded me of san fran or ashland, oregon, which is a very good thing.
Tonight we play at the wild buffalo in bellingham. Word is there's going to be a good crowd. The press we picked up has generated a solid buzz in the pacific northwest. Beautiful country and beautiful souls have made this little run well worth the drive. The only disappointment is the fact that I have yet to see bigfoot....kind of like narr.

forgive me missoula

Well, I made a comment about missoula yesterday that was a bit negative, and I'm here to ask missoula for forgiveness. You really aren't that bad. In fact I really enjoyed you last night. Your evening temperatures were mild, and you citizens were kind, fun, and engaging. I didn't really mean what I said about you being cold. I was having a rough day. I was sick. I was tired, grumpy, and jacked on caffeine. I ate a bad peach. I got mud on my shoes. I had a headache. My contact was bugging me. I surely didn't mean to offend you missoula.

-I accept your apology, mark.

Oh good, I was hoping to be back sometime soon. You really are a beautiful city. I enjoyed hanging out with jackie greene and drinking you all you can drink for 7 bucks micro brews!

-ok you're laying it on a bit thick now.

Sorry.

-i'm going to go eat some chocolate chips...semi-sweet.

Sounds good, the moments you are eating chocolate chips are better than the moments you aren't eating chocolate chips.

-Thick.

Ok bye! (On to portland tonight)

do i really need a title?

Is missoula the only place on earth where a coffee shop adjoins a bait and tackle store? I think you know the answer. So as I sit at Trout River coffee struggling to recall the events of the past two days I realize this is the best job ever.
We left our friends in Pochatello and headed toward craters of the moon national park. It was a bit out of our way but we had to see this geological wonder. The park is like a million acres of ash, pumice(I think that's the right term), and desolation. No trees, no plants-just rock and wind. Idaho is like a bunch of plains winding through rugged snow-capped peaks. It's like following the oregon trail; remember that game? Lucas was bitten by a snake, kenny has syphilis, jesse broke his arm, you lost a noxon and are delayed. Fortunately none of those thongs happened, but we did loose 5 pounds of food, 30 dollars, and a roadie trying to ford the river.
We stopped to camp for Lucas' birthday between chalice and salmon, idaho. Our camp site was prime real estate along the banks of the salmon river; it was beautiful!! Kenny and I were hanging in there with our sickness, but managed to help jesse and luker polish off a bottle of jame-o and tap the rockies to celebrate the b day. It was a raucous night of campfire cooking, drinking, jamming, and lighting kenny's farts on fire(there's video evidence). The next morning started with kenny's worst morning of the tour-not from the drinking...no no...it was the geese. They woke him up at 6am which made him a crabby raaby. After 3 hours of widdling a drum stick for chet he punched himself in the face-hard-trying to get river water to squelch the fire. He hit his head on the van and decided to sleep till missoula. Unfortunately,he missed a beautiful snowy ride over the pass to Montana.
Missoula was cold, both in temp and temperament. The bright spot was david and Rosalee cates's family. They have been great to us, and so far the highlight has been david's grilled cheese with yogurt and mustard...seriously try it, it awesome.
Last night we played the top hat, a legendary club that has hosted acts like jj cale, matt guitar murphy, bo diddly, molly hatched, johnny winter, and mojo nixon to name a few. We were guinea pigs on their new sound system, which was good and bad. It is finals week here and we felt it. The saving grace of last night was a tie between having the expirence of being on a. famous stage and having access to a ping pong table in the bar. It seems ping pong tables in bars are common in the west. Is it because its fun to watch drunkards chase a plastic ball around the bar?

Yes.

Jackie Greene, the frontman last year for Phil and Friends, is playing the Top Hat tonight and we were comped on the list, I think we will go check him out on our night off.
Incidentally picture that correspond to this trip, or I should say, this blog can be found on my facebook. There will be plenty of video posted once we return, but in the meantime you can get the idea in my mobile uploads folder.
Tomorrow we are in Portland, friday and saturday are in Ashland(oregon), and Sunday I get to reconnect with an old friend I haven't seen in 12 years, comedian Mike Simpson, in Reno, Nevada.
So I'll keep taking pills and keep my nose clean. You just make sure you stay awesome.

first day off

I think I really like pocatello, idaho. We drove 10 hours from tom's place north of paxton through wyoming and into idaho. Lucas or kenny are typically the starters, while I take middle relief(for the record those 5 hour energy shots really work, cause my 5 hour shift into pocatello was a breeze).
The venue was the 1st national bar; it was the night of isu's graduation, which must have been a small class cause I only saw one graduate(better luck next year guys). We were riding a bit of a high cause we learned on the ride up that we won 6 madison area music awards, including artist of the year. The show was great although kennys been sick with a cold. Even though we quarantined him I think I'm coming down with it. The pocatello crowd was super responsive and ready to dance. They liked to drink, not gonna lie, but nobody was disrespectful to anybody else whatsoever. The highlight of the night was Brett who came up to jam on his blues harp during Cougarville. It was awesome! He was a great player and added that extra cherry in what was already a great old fashioned pocatello expirence(did anyone catch that pun? I was pretty proud of that).
Today was sunday, our first day off and a day of relaxation; well,pseudo-relaxation. We've been staying with jesse(a college friend of john cates) and lee(jesse's girlfriend). They have been so kind to us and today lee took me on my first real mountain biking adventure. The pics are at my facebook page if you want to see the views. This was serious riding! Like, the bike had shocks all over the place and the terrain was everything from straight rock to dirt to logs. I managed to nail myself in the stones a coule of times while flying over some unexpexted rocks and roots...fun. We were out for about three hours and clame close to the snow. I compare it to skiing with a bike. The best part came at the end of the ride when we stopped by a friends place for his microbrewed stout...mmmm delicious. "Forgiveness appeared in the form of a beer" -Jake Freide
The only solution for rubber legs is driving 20 minutes south to the town of Lava where they have public hot springs. The minerals in the water are good for you,apparently and native americans used to frequent the springs before white settlers fucked it up for them. The coldest pool was a mild 105 degrees. The hottest pool was about 115, I think. It was like a bunch of humans sitting in a crockpot slowcooking all of life's problems away. There's an image for you. Tomarrow is Lucas's birthday so we're going camping at craters of the moon national park. It's a desolate million acres of volcanic formations, ash, and ancient lava flows where nothing grows and the lucas cates band will finish a birthday bottle of jame-o while sitting around a campfire...I'll tell you all about it...in a bit. Bye!

western tour

What up y'all! It's been awhile, but I'm getting geared up for our western tour, so I'm trying to get in the habit of this whole blog thing. Stay in touch, check this often, and indulge yourself in the insanity that is a Lucas Cates Band tour. We're out for about a month, so I will try to access this from my crack berry and write some jibbrish. We're in Ceder Falls tomarrow night....more to come......talk soon.

Eastern Tour Eve.....

.....is kind of like Christmas Eve except there are no reindeer, or chimneys, and the only present you get is 10 days in a row in a van with three other dudes. That smells terrific! Seriously, though there aren't three other guys i would rather do it with. We start in Kalamazoo, MI at a place called the Corner Bar followed by:
Robusto's - Grosse Pointe Woods, MI Feb. 6th
Old Miami Bar - Detroit, MI Feb. 7th
Wilbert's - Cleveland, OH Feb. 8th
Howler's - Pittsburgh, PA Feb. 10th
New Oxford Coffee - New Oxford, PA (acoustic show) Feb. 11th
Sullivan Hall - New York, NY (Greenwich Village) Feb. 12th
All Asia - Cambridge, MA Feb. 13th
Jillian's - Albany, NY Feb. 14th

It's a nice little run. We haven't been that way yet, so I'm really excited to meet some family I've never met before and reconnect with old friends. Peace.

We're all Martyr's

In preparation for our Eastern tour in February The Lucas Cates Band is hitting the road for a long weekend.  We have to get used to spending 24 hours together...god knows that's a chore(for those of you who know us, you know nothing is farther from the truth).  Actually, we're like Captain Planet....when our powers combine we turn into a really tall green man who can fly and recycle.

  Last night we played Martyrs in Chicago with the Wu Li Conspiracy and the Steakhouse Mints, and had a blast!  Wu Li was all acoustic/folk with a twist of lime.  The Steakhouse Mints left me stunned, confused, entertained, and exhausted....they were awesome.  

The sound on that stage and in that room was some of the best ever, and the staff was wonderful.  It was a really great start to what looks to be a good weekend.   

This will be made possible in part by the new application Kenny downloaded to his phone.  Surprise, its the fart application.  So now I don't know if the farts are coming from Kenny or Kenny's phone until the laughter turns to looks of disgust.  Which almost makes me happy that I'm getting sick.

Whoever thought that you could drink away a sinus cold....is stupid.  I have a sinus cold, which kind of sucks on the road because I don't want to spread it to the rest of the guys.   

I also got to spend time reconnecting with some old friends who now live in the Chicago area.  Unfortunately they all had to work on Friday....suckers :-)  

See you in Louisview.

The Train Is A-Rollin'

Wow so much is happening right now i don't even have time to think. This is my first post of the New Year so let me get you up to speed. First of all I will be day job free as of Jan. 30th. The Lucas Cates Band is going to be out and about so much that it is senseless to overextend myself. I will be teaching private lessons while we are in town.
We shot our first music video last Sunday for the song "Through". It only took 12 hours and several locations but we got it done. It was a blast. I played the same three chords the whole day, changed clothes 10 times and Kenny and I got to act as cops....yea...I totally got the gun. Kenny wanted to have his shotgun in the vid, but the director thought it was over the top :-) When we post it you will have to watch us struggle not to laugh. I mean, I can't think of many situations where we are serious in real life, not to mention "acting" in a music video.
This week is the start of a busy year. The duo played live on The Morning Blend in Milwaukee, we did an interview with our local CBS affiliate about the upcoming year of tours, we have an interview and performance on WGN Chicago on Thursday to promote our show at Martyr's (Chicago), and then we hit the pavement.
The Eastern US tour starts the beginning of February in Kalamazoo, MI. See the details and full list of dates at www.myspace.com/lucascates. I think I'll try to keep a journal of our adventures while we are on the road.
I'm really looking forward to our gig at Sulivan Hall in New Your City. It looks like a cool venue and I've never been to NYC. I'll get to reconnect with my old Bass teacher, which in all honestly makes me really nervous! I'll also get to meet some family I've never met before.......Noxon's! The Noxon family is small but fierce, I hope they come out and support.
Until next time, y'all be good.....and "if you can't be good, be safe"-Lucas Cates.
I'll see you on the road.

http://www.zimbio.com/member/Swann/articles/3984880/LithiumRadio+18+Best+Albums+2008


This is Lithium Radio's Top 18 pick for the Best Albums of 2008. It's an honer to be on the list with these other amazing bands.

http://www.allaboutjazz.com/music_directory/

This is pretty cool, too. The press release for the Lucas Cates East Coast Tour went out a couple of weeks ago and it was picked up by this site, PRWeb.com, and the Washington Post among others!

Thanks for your support everybody!

What Are They Saying?

SO every now and then I google "The Lucas Cates Band" (among other things) and see what pops up. So far there haven't been any naked pictures or mudslinging (at least what I have found), but there have been some cool responses. Here are some links to those:

http://hypem.com/track/680020/The+Lucas+Cates+Band-Through

http://www.maximumink.com/index.php/reviews/disc_review_permalink/all_the_pieces

http://www.indietree.com/index.php?contentID=611&profileID=3685

http://www.prweb.com/releases/2008/08/prweb1241624.htm

http://www.thedailypage.com/isthmus/article.php?article=24054

You ca also go to lucascates.com to more reviews and such. By the way....if you do have naked pictures of us please keep them to yourself.

I'm Thinkful for......yup I meant to type "thinkful"

I just drove for five hours in shitty weather(ice, snow, wind, etc.) from St. Paul, Minnesota to Madison, Wisconsin....the epic end to my Thanksgiving weekend. I also poured myself a strong drink(to relax from the tense drive) and now feel compelled to write some nonsense. I am really excited for the band. We are in that stage where things are happening, but we are still rocking the cougar bars in small-ass wisco towns; we can still play a four=hour show and people feel compelled to yell "Freebird"; there are still a million ways to spell Cates, cate, caates, catis, kates, kate's; backstage means a parking lot, a basement, a trash can, a Chinese restaurant. Don't' get me wrong, I am not trying to come off like a whiny bitch. To be honest, I kind of like it all. There is a satisfaction in setting up your own system, fighting for your payout, sleeping in the van, taking a sharking lot, and playing as much as you can.
This year I am thankful for my family and friends, as well as my band, who through thick and thin will always be my brothers. You guys are the best. I love you and look forward to every experience we encounter.

but the words are mine.


Alright so let me catch up with our adventure. The remainder of our days flew by us. We bid goodbye to our friends in Sharp and Harkins Band as well as Mike Droho and Anthony, and traveled to Spartenburg, South Carolina. Now Spartenburg is famous (to me at lease) for two things. 1. This private all -girls school, and 2. the world headquarters for Denny's. Unforunately we couldn't get a grand slam at either! We played at Wild Wings, which is a restaurant chain in the south, as well as an awesome venue. Our sound team was amazing and we had some of the best sound we'd had on tour. Everyone we met that night was super cool and supportive even though throughout 3/4 of the show their backs were toward us while they watched that Patriots/Jets game. I can't lie, Chet and I were watching too. We had some friends who saw the Duo in Arizona drive from Maryland to see the show which was a show of serious dedication. The highlight of the night for me was seeing Chet and Richard have a dance party with themselves once we got back to the hotel room....and as you should assume this was fuled by booze, and my documented evidence of this event will never be shown. Friday night was SWANGIN'! We played at the Atlanta Brewing Company, which is THE place to go before you go out in ATL. Some of you might have seen this on Dirty South TV, but if you didn't it was in a warehouse and smelled like feet. The crowd was strong, though and we made a lot of new friends and sold a good number of discs. It was so hot in there I had never sweat so much...I felt like Styles...seriously I'm sure you can see it on the video. Many props go out to G from Dirty South TV who helped us out, and cracked me up when he was filming by holding one "rock and roll fist" in the air while he ran the camera and ate a massive sub sandwich....a man of many talents and styles...all awesome, by the way. After that we kicked it with some people from the show at Fox and Hounds. We drank some drinks, shot some pool, had a great time, and decided to go to the Pink Pony. Now did I mention Harie is one of the baddest dudes I know. This guy hooked us up with some premium apparel for his clothing line, Rejunio, and took us out that Friday for a night on the town!!! All I will say is this Pink Pony = VIP, Free Drinks, Free Hotel, and Jessica Linn a foot from my face. Swangin!!! Harie....we can't thank you enough for your generosity, hospitality, and overall awesome spirit. Thanks, brother! We wrapped our Atlanta session up with an acoustic show at Marlow's Tavern. We played on the porch above the restaurant which was heated and intimate. It was great to see some of our friends from the night before (not Jessica :-( and great to meet all of the new people. It was a great way to end our southern experience. Hey bartenders....y'all were the best! Now don't think this tour was all about boozin', after all we are professionals :-) Finally there isn't enough thanks, love, and appreciation that I could express with words to adequately show my love for Shirley, Georgia, and Teresa. Y'all are family to me and I love you very much. Thanks for making me feel at home away from home. I can't wait to see you...believe me you will just have recovered by the time we come back. Thanks for believing and let's keep this mutherfuckin train-a-rollin'.

Mom! I'm on TV-sort of

Hi everybody! The Lucas Cates Band's (of which I am a part)southern tour leg of our cd release starts this Thursday, and we have some really cool opportunities while we are on the road.

Dirty South TV was started by a music video lover who became disgusted with both MTV and VH-1, as their focus turned from videos to reality TV and other things. He started Dirty South, and he shortly thereafter began “Live Sessions from the Dirty South,” which is now the #1 watched weekly indie music show. The Lucas Cates Band will be performing on Monday, November 10th from 7:00 to 8:00 p.m. Being on this show is a privilege, as bands, both local and touring, are clamoring for a slot.
G, the owner, CEO, or whatever you prefer to call him, loves our band and wants to do what he can to help with our exposure. To that end, Dirty South will now be feeding live from your show at the Atlanta Brewing Company on Friday night!
So, while we are on the road you can watch the performance at Atlanta Brewing Company Friday, the 14th and our in-studio show on the 10th.
This is a really big deal for us and we really need to generate as much support as we can. If you have a spare moment please tune in to Dirty South TV (don't worry, it's not dirty like that) or our live show on Friday. If there is a jump in ratings for this station they will know it's because of the band and this will open some big doors for us.

Here is the link to Dirty South TV:
http://www.dirtysouthtv.tv/LiveSessionsFromTheDirtySouth.html.

Thank you guys. Your support is appreciated so much more than you know. To see more dates/pics/details visit:
www.myspace.com/marknoxon
www.myspace.com/lucascates
www.lucascates.com
or find me of facebook!

much love.