GRANDMA, I’M GONNA BE A ROCKSTAR.

I noticed this kid carrying a guitar case into his room as he moved in to my left. Damn, I thought, there go my chances of being the single swoon-worthy serenader of sixteen-A, Warren Towers. His dad followed behind him, lugging an amp that pushed more watts than mine for sure. And once I heard him plug in and shred for the first time later that hot, stuffy week of late summer 2009, I knew this kid was a helluva player.

If you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em. And that’s exactly what I did.

first allston basement show, as a duo

It’s been a while since freshman year, and the band that Matt and I formed has taken off. We’ve played all around Boston at this point — made friends and fans and funds alike. And now that it’s time to graduate and take this ‘life’ thing seriously, what better thing to tell your grandparents than I’M GONNA BE A ROCKSTAR, GRANDMA, RELAX.

In all seriousness, the guys that make up the band are killer musicians and my best friends. Matt sings and guitars, Luke slaps bass, I drum and Sam plays with keys. We share a creative passion for entertaining. Our band practices are hangouts at which at least one of us is cooking up something fattening on the stove, and I’m always totally sober. Heck, it’s so easy to entertain each other that it doesn’t take much to move the whole operation on stage and get the crowd going.

Milk @ Middle East

That’s why it’s time to make something of Milk. We’ve been a band for around a year now, have one EP done and another in the works and boast three hit Youtube music videos under our belt. Mom, dad, grandpa, grandma, sister, fish — we wanna be rock stars. Actually.

Let’s get this show on the road.

This spring, we’re going on tour. By the time the square hats hit the ground again, we’ll be halfway to Maine in Matt’s Nissan Pathfinder, hauling our amps in a rental trailer. After we play Portland (Maine, not Oregon, dude. We’re funding this thing ourselves), it’s on to Burlington, VT then south from there, all the way to Philadelphia. But we need your help.

To read more about the tour and kick in a few gas dollars for your favorite dairy farmers, if you’re so inclined, click THIS KICKSTARTER LINK and SEND MILK ON TOUR, for crying out loud!

ready to rumble

Be sure to listen to our music, watch our videos, and follow us on TUMBLR and TWITTER because we’ll be documenting our post-graduate shenanigans from now until forever to come.

Thanks a million, y’all.
- jg

Blue fire burns blue! (New Music from EASY ELLIOT)

Dude, I did it.

I succeeded in completing a personal goal for the third year in a row. I’m pumped, and you should be too.  Because my goal was to release music (duh) and I know the BU Central community would be down for me to share it.

 

Easy Elliot’s new album ACETONE

When I’m not bashing drum-kit behind Milk or belting boy band jams with the Dear Abbeys, I lock myself in my room and write music. Then, I plug-in the axe and record the whole mess. Following that, I spend lovely months meticulously mixing.  The whole thing – it’s a sideproject of mine I like to call Easy Elliot, and the third album I just released is called ACETONE. It can be listened to on BandCamp. Or ‘liked’ on Facebook.

Why the name? Well, my dad walked in the room while I was mixing the last song, called “Poets”, with a cotton ball doused in acetone (nail polish remover). Being as odd as he is, he then proceeded to light it on fire.  Its flame was a beautiful blue. After a minute of glowing and sparking, he blew out the fire and the cotton ball remained un-singed. Amazing: such a strong chemical that can strip almost any material from its host, yet when it burns so beautifully it leaves the host unscathed. I was mesmerized.  I hope that this album tickles your ears the way the blue flame of acetone tickled my eyes. And wipes your slate clean.

- Jesse

Like Easy Elliot on Facebook

Listen to Easy Elliot on Bandcamp

A Glass a Day…

It’s like finally being able to breathe after blowing your nose. Handing in the diesel essay you’ve been sweating over for the last week. Kicking your thirty-five year old Beanie-Baby selling offspring out of the basement once and for all. Or, for me this week, releasing my band’s EP.

It feels great.

Click to listen to Milk’s new EP

Hi everyone. I’m Jesse and I’m new to BU Central this semester. Music is my passion and my hobby, so there’s no better place for me than Underground.  I play drums in a rock’n roll band called MILK. The guitarist and I happened to room next to one another in Warren freshman year.  I heard him playing through the wall, and that was that.  Since, we added Sam Taber on keys (when he transferred from Emerson sophomore year — good call) and Luke Savoca (music director of the Dear Abbeys acappella — what a multi-talented dude) on bass.  You can catch us playing around Cambridge or Allston most weekends.

It’s my great pleasure to share with you all our debut EP, titled HUBBA HUBBA, after many many hours of hard work putting it together. Download the digital copy and listen on the bus. Tell your friends. Grab a shirt. You know what they say about a glass a day…

Come by BU Central any time to find out about this, and other new music. We love to talk to you and hear what bands you’d like to see perform here next semester. Until then here’s your homework —- go write a song of your own, if you don’t do that already. It’s good for you.

- Jesse