Trashcan Sinatras

All Night

Trashcan Sinatras – All Night

If I ever win the Powerball, I’m going to start a foundation for touring musicians. It’s going to give grants to bands who want to tour but who lack the money to finance transportation or hotel costs. There will also be an international arm that helps bands arrange visas and makes sure they can afford to bring their whole show on the road, overseas.

Trashcan Sinatras. The empty table was reserved for “Aunt Betty.” She was a little late arriving.

I recently saw the Trashcan Sinatras on their All Night tour, just three guys with guitars, no drums, no horns. It was great, don’t get me wrong. It was a really small stage in a small bar so it was a good fit, and I do love to hear how songs can sound when stripped down to the basic elements. But I know that sometimes I’m missing out on the full band experience that you can catch when you live where your favorite band calls home.

Admittedly this isn’t a problem if you like to go to big stadium shows. Those tend to have the budget and wherewithal to just load everything up on a truck and drive to the next city. I really don’t do those big shows anymore. It’s too expensive (though I see why, paying all of the crew to take it from place to place) and there’s just too many people. The venues I’ve been going to these past couple of years are right in my sweet spot for size and I’m a little spoiled now because of it.

More on this topic another day.

All the Dark Horses

Trashcan Sinatras – All the Dark Horses

Frank Reader on a bicycle? Well, stop right there! The man has a voice that just melts me. Then there’s that incredibly adorable Scottish accent. Riding a bicycle no less. Sigh.

I was thinking about a different song of theirs, January’s Little Joke, which I often do as the new year gets underway, but I got sucked into that YouTube vortex and stumbled across this one instead. In these cold, dark winter months, I’ll take a sunny reminder like this any day of the week.