JOY ON FIRE will be playing throughout the fall in support of Fire with Fire, with gigs in New York City, Jersey City, Allentown, Annapolis, Baltimore, Florence MA, and Burlington VT. Two of these shows—The Fox and Crow in Jersey City and The Metropolitan Lounge in Annapolis, where 3rd Grade Friends will be joining us on the bill—will be official CD release parties, where we will be performing Fire with Fire in its entirety.
Thursday Oct 12 – Paulie Gees, Baltimore, MD
Saturday Oct 14 – Café Nola, Frederick, MD
Friday Oct 20 – Gussy’s, NYC
Friday Nov 3 – Fox & Crow, Jersey City, NJ
Saturday Nov 4 – Alt Gallery, Allentown, PA
Friday Nov 17 – Metropolitan Kitchen & Lounge, Annapolis, MD
King Crimson played their first American gig in Vermont, at Goddard college. My first band, Tin River Junction, played its first gig at Goddard also. Unlike Crimson, we didn’t know what we were doing yet. Considering that fact, it went well. But what made the show
memorable for me was a conversation guitarist Drew and I had with a musician from the dub band that was scheduled to go on after us.
We didn’t know what instrument he played yet, so, in this nervous youthful way of starting a conversation, we asked him.
“Guitar,” said Dub Dude.
“Oh,” said Drew, “so do—”
“And I play delay pedal, tremolo pedal, wah pedal, distortion pedal, overdrive pedal,
Dub Dude went on and on. He went on to list, like, twenty-two pedals that he considered
“instruments” that he “played.”
I remember, when we got out of earshot of this guy, laughing at him. “Man,” I said to Drew, “this guy’s burnt.” Dub Dude was stoned. He was very very high. “Listing his effects as instruments. He’s crazy.”
But that was twenty-five years ago and I’ve come to see things differently.
In 1973, King Crimson released Larks’ Tongues in Aspic, arguably their best work. One of the many reasons this album is so wonderful is Jamie Muir, the percussionist who is on this album only and stuck around for like maybe six shows. On the CD release of Larks’ Tongue I have, and I assume on the original LP release as well, Muir is credited with playing over 70 instruments. Each individual piece of percussion is listed. “Hollow Log” is one. “Whip,” I think, is another. “8 x 10 piece of sheet metal” is listed separately from “4 x 6 piece of sheet metal.”
When I first read these liner notes, I remember bursting out laughing. What a joker! It had to be that British sense of humor, a remnant of the colorful and psychedelic sixties, Monty Pythonesque even. Hollow Log! That’s the one that really got me.
Yet, from listening to the album, and watching Muir perform with Crimson on a video filmed on the set of Beat Club, it makes sense. Live, he moved around the stage fur-clad like a madman on the hunt, picking up individual percussion instruments, then dropping them to move on to the next while he blew a whistle that hung around his neck.
Whether it’s meant as a joke to list all those instruments, or it’s a musicological / philosophical statement – or both, which is the way I see it (the phrase “percussion and allsorts” is what Fripp uses to credit Muir when time and/or space is limited) – I think it’s great. And hilarious. And all those sounds are certainly an important part of the album.
My current band, Joy on Fire, just played Vermont for the first time. Radio Bean, in Burlington. It is now one of my favorite places to play, and I’d like to thank Brittany of Ivamae, who we met when she was on tour in Baltimore, for setting the show up. By the way, I’m John Paul
Carillo, and I play bass, guitar, distortion pedal, delay pedal, wah pedal, overdrive pedal, micro synth…
Chris plays drums, cymbals, congas, djembe, frame drum, temple bell, jingle bells, seed shell shakers, cowbell, claps, vibratone, …
Anna plays alto sax, baritone sax, tenor sax, soprano sax, glockenspiel, claps, piano, synth, tom drum….
Between sets at Fox & Crow in Jersey City, a man sitting at the bar, near the performance area, said, “How would one classify your music?” He looked like a rock’n’roller in his 40s—he had the bowling shirt with a name, maybe his, stitched in red on the pocket—but it turned out he was also into King Crimson and Miles and a lot of our influences.
“Yeah, we’re not sure either,” said Anna, “but we call it ‘punk-jazz fuzz-rock.’”
This dude, a good dude, cool to talk to, didn’t accept our description. “Is it fusion?” he said.
“I’m afraid of the word ‘fusion,’” I said. “It’s gotten wanky. Fusion has gotten wanky since Miles.”
“We don’t want to call it prog,” said Anna.
“Oh, it’s definitely not prog,” said the dude—though, later in the night, the three of us had a long conversation about King Crimson, who may or may not be prog considering one’s definition.
“Call it 70s fusion,” said Kipp. (I’ve decided the name on the shirt is actually his, not just thrift store happenstance. Somehow, introductions were never properly made, or maybe drunkenly forgotten, though we hope to run into him again, possibly as per this writing.)
“But then it sounds like we do Miles and
Mahavishnu and Weather Report covers.”
“Oh, no,” said Kipp. “You don’t have to do covers. Just keep doing what you’re doing! The way you use saxophone, the way she plays, it sounds like an electric guitar, it takes place of the electric guitar. It sounds like she’s using effects, even though she isn’t.”
“Right!” I said. “It just sounds, you know, like we do covers if we say—”
“Call it 70s style fusion,” said Kipp.
Later, during our second set, between our tunes ‘China, North Carolina’ and ‘Slayer Jazz,’ Kipp turned to a friend, who had come into Fox & Crow as the set started, “How would you classify this music?” I heard him say.
At another venue, in another state—Test Pattern in Winston Salem, NC—the club’s soundman came onto stage after our set, excited by our newest material. “I don’t think ‘punk-jazz fuzz-rock’ does your sound justice,” said Jenkins. “I think you should call it ‘Cinema Rock.’” I like this, but what does it mean?
A quote often attributed to Miles Davis, though I’ve heard it attributed to others, and it’s probably been invented and reinvented many times: “There are only two kinds of music: weird music and boring music.” No, that’s not the quote. You know the quote.
Come see us in Harlem this weekend: Friday, August 4 at Shrine; Saturday August 5 at Silvana. Both sets 9-10pm.
Here is the premiere of our video for “Night of the Night Sticks,” inspired by the video to Jimi Hendrix’s “Crosstown Traffic,” and filmed on the streets of Baltimore by Los Angeles filmmaker Kevin Liu. The song features lyrics by poet Brian Lampkin and guest vocals by Natalie Havens and, of course, music by Joy on Fire! Dig!!
Night of the Night Sticks
You can’t live in the city
without a rock in your hand.
You can’t live in the city
without a rock in your hand.
Joy was born in the city,
with a rock in her hand.
All the lies she’ll be told
won’t diminish her stand.
Joy measures the weight
of the rock in her hand.
She lives with the weight
of the rock in her hand.
This Baltimore gray
devours the sun.
This Baltimore night
will beat back the day.
Then, after all of these shows, we are going to head to Mobtown Studios in Baltimore, MD again to start the third album, while we shop the second album, which is being mastered on January 9 at Salt Mastering, in Brooklyn, NY.
Hey everyone! We had an absolute blast playing in Maryland throughout this month! Highlights included:
-Sharing the stage with Dark Water Transit on their return show at the Crown, check them out here! They are part of the reason John moved to Baltimore, and his former band devL played with them a bunch of times in the early 00s.
-Playing two sets for a super fun crowd at Cafe Nola in Frederick MD in front of these groovy monster paintings:
This Saturday, we will be performing our “Going Away” show in Greensboro, NC before we move to New Jersey! It will be at the beautiful performance space in the Carolina Theatre of Greensboro. Opening for us is The Difficulties, which features the poet Brian Lampkin, who we have collaborated on for Night of the Night Sticks.
JOY ON FIRE will host an artist residency at SoHo’s Cupping Room Café, playing two sets every Friday in May. This residency occurs in conjunction with the completion of their second album You Will Awaken Now. They will be performing songs from You Will Awaken Now as well as from their self-titled debut and their soon-to-be-begun third album (recording to start on July 31 at Baltimore’s Mobtown Studios).
Pieces range in style and texture from epic (“The Complete Book of Bonsai, Part Two”) to punk (“Kung-Fu Tea Party”) to jazz (“World Systems”) to punk-jazz (“Punk-Jazz 3000”) to dub (“Double Dub”) to combat-rock (“Night of the Night Sticks”). All feature the innovative soloing of Anna Meadors on saxophone (alto, baritone, and often both in the same song), the fluid rock-to-jazz-back-to-rock styling of drummer and percussionist Chris Olsen, and the riff- and effects-driven chordal bass playing of John Paul Carillo.
As well as the four Cupping Room Café shows, JOY ON FIRE will be playing additional May shows in Raleigh NC, Peekskill NY, Annapolis MD, Frederick MD, Boston MA, Long Island NY, Baltimore MD, and more TBA.
These May shows are a doorway to JOY ON FIRE becoming a New York-area band (JoF was formed in Baltimore in 2009 and was a North Carolina-based band from 2013 to 2016), as Anna has been accepted to Princeton University’s Ph.D. in Music Composition Program (congratulations Anna!), and Anna and John will take up residency near Chris in central New Jersey for at least the next five years.
JOY ON FIRE will add more regular shows in Brooklyn, Manhattan, Long Island, Jersey City, Hoboken, and the Hudson Valley to the rest of their East Coast circuit and will be venturing forth to new spots in Pennsylvania, New England, and beyond.
The Cupping Room Café is located in the heart of SoHo and is one of the oldest and most classic restaurants in the area. Established in 1977, The Cupping Room Café has a proud history of offering delicious food along with a full bar and gourmet coffee bar. Artwork from local artists hangs on their gallery walls, and their long-running Music Without Borders series spotlights local and touring bands every week. You can find The Cupping Room Café at 359 West Broadway at Broome Street, New York, NY 10013. The JOY ON FIRE artist residency is open to all ages and there is no cover charge. Music begins promptly at 8:00 p.m. every Friday in May.
Special thanks to Donna Moncur of Donna Shoots Photography for the collage above, created from her photos of last year’s residency at The Winery at St. George in Mohegan Lake, NY.
— The Cupping Room Café
359 West Broadway at Broome Street, NYC
Every Friday in May (5/6, 5/13, 5/20, 5/27)
8-11 pm / free admission / all ages
Joy on Fire will return to Division Street Guitars in Peekskill, NY, on Friday, January 8, 2016. This will be the band’s third visit to the unassuming axe shop that’s creating a red-hot scene for new music and raging all-ages shows. And Peekskill is ready – JoF’s shows are becoming the stuff of legend in town.
It all started one wintry night in early 2015. The snow was insane, an all-out blizzard, the driving was treacherous, the band navigated Rte. 202 up past the Bear Mtn. Bridge and narrowly avoided the thousand-foot-death-plunge into the Hudson. Most everyone in town figured the show would be rescheduled, but JoF showed up, and a crowd of intrepid partiers brought in some hooch & mixers and danced the night away as Joy on Fire blazed. It was Division Street’s inaugural show of their now-established concert series, and Joy on Fire set the tone mightily.
June brought much better weather. The restaurants & cafes were packed and the bar crowds spilled out onto the sidewalks. It seemed like everyone in town was out for a good time. And when Joy on Fire launched into their set, those crowds streamed into the guitar shop, packing the house with an energy that people heard and felt and followed from blocks away. Folks who were introduced to JoF that night have followed the band to every show they’ve done in the area since.
Tomorrow, Friday, January 8, Joy on Fire will help Peekskill set the tone for a whole new year of raucous good times. The holidays are over and now the serious fun begins. Doors open at 7:30 – $5 admission – all ages. Joy on Fire will be joined by The Tall Whites and NCM.
Division Street Guitars, 36 N. Division Street, Peekskill, NY 10566
We had decided to make a few changes in our set list after walking around the courtyard of Boston’s celebrated and magical Cloud Club. The spirit of the place had put us in a different mood. The evening’s events were being held outside, and we wanted our music—at least for the opening half of the set—to cohere with the wild, overflowing city garden we’d be playing in front of. As I walked around the brick paths before the night’s music began, I noticed the artistic touches in the garden’s construction—hobby horses stuck onto iron gates covered with ivy; Greco-Roman plaster heads, also covered in ivy; heads carved from coconuts that sprouted flowers; huge spheres of light that appeared, from a distance, to be floating in mid air—and this feeling of delight continued as the evening’s events began. Mali, singer/songwriter/pianist for Jaggery, who had organized the show, began the music with a wonderful song for bells and voice she had written especially for the event (ironically, the metaphorical conceit of the piece concerned weather). Three very good short films were shown. Folk artist Josh Cole passed out percussion instruments as he played his set. Valerie Kuhn’s new cello/violin/vocal project Naked Roots Conducive featured the hilarious lines: “When the Demon comes/It’s time to grow up/When the Demon comes/It’s time to shut the fuck up.” As much as I like these lines, and laughed out loud from the back of the courtyard when Val sang them, I blame Val—or thank her, as the case may be—for what happened next.
Joy on Fire was the closing act of the night, and as we were plugging in and tuning up, Mali ran up to us and said, “It’s going to rain! It may start in an hour, or it may start—” and then we felt the first drop.
The decision to move the show inside was pretty swift. Within ten minutes, the show had changed from a garden party to a basement punk rock blowout. The change of vibe required a change of set, and we stomped into our driving opener, “Le Phant.” It worked, and the energy was good. By the time we got to our closer, “Punk Jazz,” the Demon came, and I stopped the song in the middle to yell at everyone because they weren’t dancing. “This is dance music!” By the time we picked it back up, I had shut the fuck up, and most everyone in the room—including the band (excluding the artist who had been and still was painting a picture of us as we played)—was dancing. So we played one more song—untitled but with the working title “Disco Metal”—as the garden-party-turned-punk-house-show-turned-dance-riot was almost complete.
We were on the road by midnight, headed on Interstate 90 back to the Hudson Valley to demo a new tune with engineer Jesse Melito; to the Hudson Valley, where we’d played two shows booked by our friend Corinna Makris only 24 hours before….