All Night Yahtzee Rocks The Socks

I love my fans. They are quite a creative bunch, and I always enjoy seeing what they're up to. This video was just brought to my attention by Aaron Picar. Please to enjoy "To Show You My Love" as performed by All Night Yahtzee.

Good Morning America

So the giant machine that is the Miley Cyrus production invaded Bryant Park, and New York City did not know what hit it. Thousands and thousands of young girls and their moms (I think there may have been two or three young boys) piled in, filled up the park and then continued to spill up and down the adjacent streets.

Call time was 6:30am (after rehearsing the night before), so we all yawned our way through the van ride, but by the time we ambled on stage and heard all the kids screaming for Miley, their boundless enthusiasm psyched us all up for sound check.

Isn't that THE Kay Hanley?

Running through a couple songs before the show

Checkin' the mix, checkin' the mix... Sibilance? Sibilance?

Jacozilla takes on New York

After the GMA fashion show, the weather, and some stupidity about "staycations" (and we waited on stage during all of this), we finally got around to Miley's segment. As always, she came out like the little pro she is and knocked the interview and concert right out of the park. She's just always on, even ridiculously early in the morning.

Hot people and their hot moves

Some girl came up and did karaoke with us

It went very smoothly. And once again, I was barely on camera for five seconds. Schmid Island is an exotic destination; most cameramen are not up for the trip. They like to stick to the safe zones, namely Jacotown and Jamieland.

The whole show was done by about 9:30am, when we should still have been in our beds, sleeping like the west coast slacker musicians we are.

Then Nadia and I walked, like, 87 blocks for some bagels.

Back To Kazoo

When you write a song and send it off into the world, you never know how people are going to react to it, or what they're gonna do with it. Sometimes, your least favorite songs end up in TV shows and films (no one's complaining). Other times, your favorite songs end up like this:



There are actually three more videos like this. Found them while poking around YouTube. It makes me so happy to see my fans having fun with the music.

(Thanks to YouTube user claris2991 for letting me post her video.)

Rot-chester

Warning: This entry contains rants. Miley fans read at your own risk.

We're back in America. Hallelujah. We were welcomed by a thoughtless and mean noreaster. It didn't seem so bad, but we were hearing reports of three feet by morning.

After slogging through several miles of gorgeous snowy ugliness, we arrived at the Hyatt. It seemed nice enough.

The powers-that-be said they'd be deciding by 9am if there would be a show.

I put in my breakfast order before I went to bed so that I could wake to a delicious happy morning around 10:30.

Not so much with that.

11am rolled around and nothing. Around 11:15 a man came in with my breakfast...

Once again not so much.

It was somebody else's breakfast. My first clue was that my bill should have read $9.95, and this one said $55.

Umm, no.

I notified the man that this was the wrong order and he started complaining. "It's because of this Hannah Montana tour. They're filling up our entire hotel and it's throwing everything off." I politely(ish) told him that I was part of said tour. His face went white and he slinked out of the room with his big dumb wrong order.

So I went without breakfast. Whatever.

Then I headed to the elevator where I saw Stacy and a bunch of dancers. They said they'd been waiting for the elevator for literally fifteen minutes. They had already sent Vishon down on an elevator without his bags so he could let the elevator empty out and save it for them. He hadn't been seen for at least ten minutes.

See, apparently the stupid Hyatt told all these stalker kids where Miley would be and what time she was checking out. This basically led to pandemonium in the hotel, and all we could hear was hysterical juvenile screaming coming from the elevator shaft.

After another ten minutes, Vishon finally arrived in an empty elevator. We packed the thing full of all our bags and headed down from the 21st floor.

We proceeded to stop at every single floor on the way down, each time the doors would open to the sight of young pink-wearing little girls who were clearly disappointed to see us. Sometimes they would whine "where's Hannah Montana?" And sometimes they would just walk off in disgust. But one thing's for sure: their parents were enabling all this.

We finally hit the first floor and were "welcomed" by a wall of fans that we had to push through (haven't these people heard of moving out of the way?) and then once we got out to the buses, we had to push through another crowd of fans (with their enabling parents who were saying things like, "look, that guy has a guitar case!").

Okay, I would like to add to my List of Rules:

+DO come to the show and party!
-DO NOT come to the hotel and party.
+DO scream like a crazy person at the show.
-DO NOT scream like a crazy person at the hotel.
+DO wait outside the buses after the show (if you REALLY want to)
-DO NOT wait in front of the buses before the show.

Miley is a huge star, and deservedly so. She's very charismatic and cool. I can see why you'd want to meet her. But people...let's just use some common sense and be courteous of others.

Oh and also, shame on you Hyatt, for 1) not knowing how to handle a large group, and 2) telling little girls the location of Miss Miley Cyrus. That's just a no-brainer.

End rant.

Denver Fans Are Crazy

So we're in our bus after the show, just chillin' and watching game 2, and the fans crowd up to the barricade and start freaking out. I imagine they would hang out for days waiting for The Jonas Brothers and Miley to show up.

Here's some video:


And now we're off to Salt Lake City. Hopefully we won't have to run over any fans to get outta here.