The Disciples || Summer's End || Caravan Series

I love the Caravan Lounge.  Last night was another reaffirmation that would make Jack Handey proud.  It turned out to be a special night due to the fact that my main partner in crime for late night bike rides down to the Caravan was moving out of the city to an undisclosed location.  Ol' Jeff Okubo is leaving the million plus city after a ten year run.  Bummer.

I thought I might not get the call last night with the impending move and all.  Sure enough a text came in somewhere during the 9 o'clock hour and the kid made his way on by my pad for one last cruise into downtown.  First on our agenda was to go check out our buddies, The Gillbillies, who were playing at Johnny V's.  I hate going to Johnny V's because there never is a crowd and dealing with him in the past about booking shows and getting paid is total bullshit and has forever left a bad taste in my mouth.  However, I felt somewhat responsible about them playing there because I tried to connect them with The Bloody Hollies, who were making their way through the bay area.  BH booked this show and I connected them with the Gillbillies, then I guess they cancelled on it.  Bummer.

The Gillbillies seemed hotter than ever.  They are really getting their setlist dialed in.  These boys need to hit the road and go "wow" some music fans in other states.  Just like the kids that like live music in San Jose; the kids across the rest of the nation will love them too.  Personally, I think they've been using the bar circuit in San  Jose as practice.  They have just been practicing, getting tighter and tighter then, Ka-pow...this will be the stuff of history.

all pics courtesy of Jon at Delta Pop Records

On our way to Johnny V's we rode by the Caravan and it was looking pretty hoppin'.  Both Jeff and I were thinking the same thing, "What surprise lay in store over there tonight?"  There have been many hits and many a' miss at the old Caravan but you can always count on something different; be it crowd or be it performance.  Last night we lucked out.  Turns out The Disciples had come to town.  Jeff and I showed up just in time to grab a beverage and a front row seat, in which we were later swamped in by the crowd that generated closer and closer to the band.  The Disciples were seasoned pros.  You don't get that too often at the Caravan but it is a treat when it comes around.

I had never heard of them before last night, but a little diggin' it looks like they are longtime band out of the Northbay.  The lead singer is the show.  The dude works it up there and you can tell that he is enjoying every minute of rockin' out with a tight-ass band behind him.  They tore through a blistering set with all the passion that defines true rock and roll.  My only complaint is that it was all too short.  But as Iggy used to do with The Stooges is leaving them wanting more.

What a great night at a great bar all for the price of free.  As long as the beer is cold, no complaints coming from this corner.  Good times!

EVENING UPDATE:  After diggin' not too much deeper.....shit, this is the Sammytown dude.  I watched that whole documentry of the lead singer of Fang a long while back.  As you can see my punk rock creditability is limited.  It is good to see him still kicking ass with a mic in hand.

This song is called "Bring It On".  A big thank you goes out to Jon at Delta Pop Records for taking this video