Birds in the Woods: Bird-Blog

So honestly the day started out a little rough. In a matter of 5 minutes out of the house I lost 5 pre-sale tickets to our CD release show. AAAAAAAA!!! Crappy I know but what can you do? So I spent the next hour hunting through the foliage in an automnal Boston hoping to fine the tickets. TO NO AVAIL! I hope someone found them and is bringing their friends to the show. That would be awesome! But I suppose we will know on the 13th, wont we?

But here's what has made my day, I just typed the band name into iTunes and this wonderful new review that I have never seen popped up under the album. it reads:

"Birds in the Woods break out album is something I've been waiting to hear for a loong time. Finally there's an acoustic song writer that can incorporate jazz into rock music. Basically whole CD makes me smile."

Well GLAC95 you have made me smile! That is such a great thing for you to say and I am so happy we could make you smile! Make yourself known to us and you shall recieve a comp ticket to our release show! I just want to say thanks some how! So thank you thank you thank you. You are a wonderful person named the gender neutral phrase GLAC95 which forces me to use non specific terms like "person" so as not to call a man a woman or a woman a man, or a sea creature from beyond a space creature from unreachable galaxies... you get the idea...

Send us a message!

Ah daylight savings time. The two days out of the year that I look at the clock and nothing about that time agrees with what I think the time should be. It is currently 12:37 am on the first night of daylight savings, and the sleep deprivation is starting to get to me. I'm seeing little shadowy gnome figures run about my ankles and poke me with all manner of skewers and things. The pain is so intense I don't know what to do. Suddenly the pain meds wear off and I'm back in my bed realizing that it was all a dream... I look at the clock and its only 12:38am WTF?!?!?!? Time shifts like that only happen in bad movies and inane rants that occur way too late at night.

(brought to you by the inane ramblings of George Woods Esquire)

:-)

it's been way to long since I used the interwebs to scribble down my inane thoughts and wondrous rantings. So i think its about time that I made a post on this here Blog O'Birds.

I'm not gunna lie you guys, we have been having some great luck recently! We've been getting some great reviews on the CD, we just got a track placed in the Sampler CD of the December/January double issue of Relix Magazine, and we got the perfect venue for the CD release party.

Amidst all of that we have been writing all sorts of new material for all of you to check out and groove to including some seriously sweet song transitions and new tunes. Some are soft and sweet some are loud and funky, and some inexplicably cause a storm of panties to fly at the stage... That was an interesting friday night...

But what I am most excited about right now is our CD release party at the Red Room at Cafe 939 in Boston. It is going to be KILLER. We were rehearsing the horn band, yes I said horn band, last night and I am just titillated with joy! (Does that sound suggestive?) The two lovely lady players who will be joining us are Randy Bernier on Trumpet and Erin Hubay on Alto Sax. Erin and Randy are two very good friends of the band and had a very large hand in making the Album. Erin actually arranged the entire song order on the CD and is still a huge advisor for the band so we are really excited to have her on. Randy is just an absolute joy to play with and is a loverly horn slinging freak of nature on her instrument. Needless to say... no complaints. I really hope you guys can make it out to the show! It's gunna be one hell of a good time.

Much love everyone!
Great to chat with you again!
~George

So I have discovered today, as I have many other days, that I, George Woods, must join the rest of humanity in bowing down to praise, nay worship, at the feet of Tyreek Jackson, man of steel. After a short bike ride of 15 minutes, while I laid panting on the ground, I felt the cold biting knowledge that Tyreek Jackson retained a level of fitness that was not only far beyond that of my own, but more than likely beyond that of a mortal man. For all of you Bird watchers out there familiar with Boston I would like to give you an abbreviated version of Tyreek's daily physical fitness calendar.

Tuesday morning: 5:30am, Tyreek opens his eyes. (he wasn't sleeping, merely waiting) He then straps on ball and chain ankle weights, eats a breakfast of whey protein and a single almond, and checks the bonds on the 11 foot alpha-male-alligator he keeps hostage in a kiddy pool in his living room.

5:30:10AM Tyreek leaves his house in Mission Hill Running with a ferocity that tears apart the sidewalk in his wake, but of course he slows occasionally to help old ladies cross the street by bench pressing oncoming traffic.

5:38AM Tyreek arrives in Back Bay (this part actually isn't that exaggerated) He then thwarts the plotting schemes of Dementor! (Sue Buzzards alter ego... or is it?!) by climbing up her death ray while doing a hand stand and destroying its controls by staring at it intimidatingly until it melts from the fear.

5:45am Tyreek wakes up BITW friend and consultant Erin Leigh Hubay, and takes her on a half hour jog at a pace that leaves her unaware of her surroundings with jello legs and no chance of immediate recovery. During this jog Tyreek will occasionally save beautiful women from purse snatchers and discretely hand out flyers rallying the world to ban McD!#@$ds (name censored for protection) from the right to exist on the planet Earth. (he is only 2,000 forced signatures away from that senate hearing) 

6:15 am Tyreek takes a break and practices the bass for 7 hours

8:00 am (I know the time doesn't line up thats Tyreek's doing) Tyreeks suspicious roommates wake up, curious about the empty kiddy pool in the living room. Tyreek merely licks his lips and pats his stomach then gives a secretive-intimidating nod and the roommates know not to ask. 

8:15am The beast (tyreek) slumbers. 

8:17am fully Rested Tyreek goes out into the world ready to take on even greater challenges yet. What those could possibly be. Tyreek only knows. Tyreek only knows.