Band of the Freakin' Week!

Ah, Athens, Ohio. The Whistler's Mother of the Midwest. Athens has always been good to us here at Joko Records. It was where we found the international sensation, Daddy's Gonna Kill Ralphie. It was where we were when Charles Grodin died. It was where we once found five whole dollars just lying on the ground. It was where Archduke Franz Ferdinand was shot, thus sparking World War 1. It was where love began anew and flowers bloomed and tiny angels shot their arrows into the sky. A lot of people died that day. What a travesty.

Even though Daddy's Gonna Kill Ralphie has become a Bee Gee's-esque success, they have never forgotten their roots (with the exception of Rob, who has had his long-term memory removed to make room for the ability to communicate with fish). We traveled back to Athens last week for a show that would bring the house down and to remind the locals that yes, this is where we got our start and no, you will never be as famous as us.

Before the show, the good folks at The Post honored the band as "Band of the [Freakin'] Week" as seen here. If it weren't for his hospitalization due to swallowing a staple remover, the band would have been given the Key to the City by Athens Mayor Ed Koch. We at Joko Records are planning a lawsuit against The Post for neglecting to mention us. We will settle out of court for a cookie, though.

All of the Athens residents showed up for the show at The Blue Gator. Plus a few students or whatever. The band played a few hits that made us big in Pakistan, including a few covers and never-been-heard songs. Lots of CDs and t-shirts were sold and many people went home with Daddy's in their heads, no matter how creepy that sounds.

Special thanks go out to the good folks at The Blue Gator, The Post, Bagel Street Deli, The E Street Band, Charles Grodin (who I assure you is alive and fine), Mom, rectangles of the world, and that guy I clotheslined as he rode past me on his bike. My bad.


~Joko!