Duchovniacs react to New MSR Trailer

 

 

DAY SIX and EPIC Duchovniacs Group Trip Reflections

Not much new to report. But very emotional right now. Just said good bye to 6 great friends, plus the few GBs from yesterday, and missing the folks that could not be with us this week etc etc etc

THIS IS THE FAMILY WE CHOSE!!! NO REGRETS

Today was a vacation from vacationing day. We all walked out with the idea of more exploring, headed towards a Chinese restaurant but settled on quick service Mexican. Mucho Burrito was not bad a step above or below Chipotle depending on who you talked to or the dish consumed. It was pretty good for the price, wo Canadian conversions considered.

But there was a groggy inspiring drizzle and we all – well most – were just feeling BLAH. So we chilled out. A few went for a walk. A few found out where some X-Files filming was happening and got close but not much to see.

We all ended up at the same Chinese Restaurant tonight – in two shifts that over lapped long enough for some goodbye hugs. Dinasty on Robson was phenomenal! The menu does a great job at selling the place.

Mass #foodporn to follow

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This is the height of our table full of food.

Nest Chinese Food Ever!!!! Duck, dumplings, homemade noodles etc etc etc are all amazing

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AFTER with just 5 tackling the task…

After… me and 4 skinny ladies done good #foodporn

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Not a bad dish on the menu…

Yeah… to all @thexfiles #thexfiles fans, cast and crew Go here now!!!

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I had duck with lotus buns

This crispy duck dish was all mine #foodporn yummy

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We then all cabbed it back and enjoyed one last soak in the hot tub.

SO at risk of sounding to sappy I wanted to say THANK YOU to everyone that made this week so special. From the man of the hour himself, David Duchovny; Brad, Kerry, Colin, Pat and Mitch; all Duchovniacs here there and every where. If you were not rocking with us in person, you were with us in spirit. “DUCHOVNIACS” is far bigger than David, us or anything. It represents a common bond for hundreds, perhaps thousands of fans, far more than those that accept the label for themselves as far as I am concerned.

We joke about being crazy. But that is not quite it. I truly believe true happiness only happens when you accept and embrace you inner geek. Whether you are trekkies, whovians, philes or our specialized subset that focus on David’s work in and out of X-Files, you are happiest when you say FU to the judgmental folk that lack what we have.

And for me, as I always say, that extends far beyond our love of any show or celebrity. We came to Vancouver with a group of 16 from all over America, China, Spain, Germany, Slovenia, and I am sure I am forgetting somewhere else. This week I met many from Canada, Alaska, Chech, Oxford via Florida and more. You may not consider yourself a Duchovniac but I do. You are one of us when ever you want to be. You are always welcome here.

And of course we are emotional for our close friends that wanted to be here and could not due to schedules, illness etc. You are missed and loved. Thank you for playing along online.

 

THIS IS THE FAMILY WE CHOSE!!! NO REGRETS

 

 

THE MORNING AFTER – The Forests of Northern Vancouver

How’s everyone doing this morning?

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FYI pics are up from last night at http://www.davidduchovnymusic.com/vancouvermg

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Last night was awesome. Walking around town, waiting in line all day, singing and dancing along and then struggling to find food in Vancity after 11pm is a physical and emotional roller coaster. After being turned away by one last call after another we settled in at Denny’s.

THIS is a big city? I have not settled on Denny’s after dark since high school in the burbs. I learned I love Vancouver during the day. Turns out the creeps come out at night. THE CREEPS COME OUT! Most adults reminded me of me and friends during high school trying to sneak into bars downtown DC w./o fake IDs way too impressed how cool we thought we were. That’s 80% of the Vancity nightlife partakers. The other 20% are creeped out  young ladies just trying to have fun. Misogyny  challenging drugs for chief epidemic at this hour. Sorry, I have always hated the player, not the game!

So Sunday was a bit of a late start, sleeping in till 9am. We went to bed later, but until Sunday our wake up schedules were on East Coast time regardless of bedtimes.

We took the hotel shuttle and then dedicated tour bus to the hills north of Vancouver, just below Grouse, where we froze in delight on Friday.

AS you first enter into the ticked area of the Capilano Suspension Bridge Park you are submerged into a mini museum dedicated to First Nation.

We then headed to the suspension bridge.  This is no easy task. If vertigo does not get you motion sickness might. I usually do not love heights. Somehow the beauty of the area surpassed me fears of falling.

Another view of this from the boardwalk.

More bridge woes

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Once across the bridge we walked the tree tops and boardwalk with one serene view after another.

I think that I shall never see. A poem lovely as a tree.

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This is exactly what w needed today.

#duchovniacs joined #firstnations

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And we un-winded with some humor too..

Again, our photos do not do this place justice.

Ranger Rick disappeared

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And now I'm this big… #featherbrain

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How big was that fish? #fishstory

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Two dementional photos do not capture the depth of the drop below…

It's a long way down

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We never saw any bears today.

No bears in Canada

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The mountain “HIKE” kicked our butts.

Lots of walking

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We took a bus back to Canada Place. A very clear day we could see Washington State Volcano

We see America #usa

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Mount Baker, also known as Koma Kulshan or simply Kulshan, is an active glaciated andesitic stratovolcano in the Cascade Volcanic Arc and the North Cascades of Washington in the United States. Wikipedia

We walked around Canada Place and the Downtown harbor area.

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Our Duchovniac friend from Spain, Gloria, is about to become a pilot. I was joking with David that we will be replacing the European RV with a Sea Plane with Gloria as pilot for Australia 2018. This was a fitting discovery.

We walked around downtown, recognizing a lot more sites form X-Files episodes, risking trouble with the local law enforcement.

Oops the Mounties coming for me

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And their trusty deputies.

The deputy deals me out Bullwinkle?

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No pee pants but nerves might explain this gibberish.

Our entire group of 16 Duchovniacs landed at Steamworks for Dinner

Karen had just returned from David’s recording party. NDA held back stories but smiles told all awesomeness experienced. Before leaving it was birthday time.

Happy Birthday @girlvsplanet

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And then Birthday Shot time

Birthday Drop Shots @girlvsplanet

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More about these Drop Shots, including my pink panties and lace. Don’t judge! lol

Dropped it like it's hot with my Pink Panties and Lace #drunkovniacs Only macho manly drinks for me

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After a long three days and a few goodbyes for Duchovniacs flying home Monday, we found bed early. Till next time…

Unremarkable House, Duane Barry, Laughing Buddha, Alien Train

Unremarkable House, Duane Barry, Laughing Buddha, Alien Train – DAY THREE Duchovniacs Field Trip Vancouver edition…

FIRST OF ALL, GUESS WHAT DAY IT IS…

Happy 10/13 Birthday to Chris Carter & Mulder

Today was a wild goose chase on some levels with some amazing pay offs around the outskirts of Vancouver and a few downtown. Of course we mostly stayed off Twitter today to support . Not sure if it did any good because I did not even look all day.

The day started with a drive east to the unremarkable house.

An unremarkable house #thexfiles

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We tried to find a way in but NO TRESPASSING signs and some intense fencing and moist swamps warded most of us away and snapping photos from afar.

An unremarkable photo o.o #thexfiles Mulder house to the right

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The whole gang is here #duchovniacs #thexfiles #LandOfDuchovnia #locations #mulderhouse

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I mostly stayed in the car, getting out just long enough to continue this stupid series LOL

An unremarkable selfie #thexfiles

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Two of us got a little closer

But apparently the TWO occupants don’t like unannounced visitors.

After a short coffee break we were off Riverview Hospital. Which we are renaming DUCHOVNIACS HEADQUARTERS. This place is great. You really feel the presence of something dirty, or perhaps demonic. Mostly just screaming for a wrecking ball, if not for the many TV/FILM crews filming.

New #duchovniacs headquarters #thexfiles

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#riverview #thexfiles #locations #vancouver #friends ❤️💯👽

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Scully: Cut the crap, Mulder! #xfilespilot #riverviewhospital #hdgoestoherxfmecca

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NEXT STOP – Lake Okobogee – Actually spelled Okoboji AKA Buntzen Lake

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Unfortunately the lake, in fact the entire park, was closed. Single tear from two mini vans with 13ppl combined. We all shared that same tear.

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The actual lake is called Buntzen Lake which is in Port Moody, just a few kilometers off David Ave. Starting to sense a pattern.

Scully: Cut the crap, Mulder! #xfilespilot #riverviewhospital #hdgoestoherxfmecca

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Image result for x files lake okobojiPicks above are google search images as there was just too many trees in the way, plus a hill and a long walk. We only risk prosecution for unremarkable spots.

So we get back on the road and headed to Grouse Mountain, where Duane Barry brought Scully and Mulder Almost fell off the Gondola.

Mulder at the base of #grouse

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This place is a must.

Fun times #grousemountain #thexfiles #vancouver #duchovniacs

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❤️ #grousemountain aka #skylinemountain #thexfiles #vancouver

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Up top on the peak there were bears.

No Scully here. Just #bears

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Sorry, here are the real bears.

Grizzly bears say hello #bear411

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They even put on a show. Although I am upset we missed Breakfast with the Grizzlys.

We.just missed the band @colin_c_lee but enjoyed the Grinder at play #bear411

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Did I mention there was snow up there. The bears are days away form Hibernation. I’m still days away from putting on long pants.

I want to ski

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So, while freezing, I drove the crew back to check out the venue for tomorrow night.

Too soon #duchovniacs

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At least this time camping out for a great spot, we will fit right in with all the locals sleeping on the streets nearby. (No pictures of homeless here, but this area is rough, and a bit depressed).

After dinner…

dinner

… where I got a kid’s meal boat and used as a ridiculous hat…

My meal was adult but I got the kids meal boat

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…we squeezed in a brief stop at the Laughing Statues.

We are Mulder Mulder is us #thexfiles #duchovniacs

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This is the newest X-Files must stop Vancouver spot.

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Pretty sunset too.

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And the best company…

We made him laugh

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Then it was off to the Ghost train.

Here is my view of the X-Files display.

MULDER… SCULLY… SKINNER… #thexfiles

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Unfortunately my light actually made it harder to film clearly due to extreme fog – which may or may not have been fake as we are not far form the mountains here in Stanley Park.

Spot on #impressions #thexfiles 😂#vancouver #scully #mulder #skinner 👽

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PS Reason the laugh on Skinner is due to this gem from earlier and the fact we are all very giggly tired.

 

Trust Karen and our reactions this is a must do thing in Vancouver this month. The production value was great. With 15 X-PHILES in tow, this was the week’s highlight so far.

Of course it was so cold no one saw my shirt today.

Ready for another day in Vancouver BUT is #vancouver ready for me #duchovniacs #hohw #thexfiles

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By the end of the day we were a caravan of three mini vans and SUVs with 16 PHILES / DUCHOVNIACS enjoying a very full day of THE X-FILES and VANCOUVER tourist stops. Guess what tomorrow is!

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HELLO VANCOUVER

We made it. So far so awesome.

Of course this week started with an amazing fundraiser for X-Files fans. I posted this recap on my other fan site as it was not David Duchovny-centric. But we raised $1400 through our own ticketing and my understanding we inspired some other donations form fans and a matching pledge by Mitch, himself. THANKS TO ALL!!!

My evening with Mitch Pileggi – NYCC Off-Site Fundraiser

This $3000 goal does not include the $1400 from our event Sunday. SO – AWESOME!!! X-Files clearly has THE BEST fans.

Yesterday started with me mad rush packing. I was cramming for this test like any other. Of course I did not heed warnings about it being colder and wetter. I packed a couple pairs of pants and light hoodies but otherwise, more ready for Australia in February with this bag of cloths. I ran to the store for some las minute toiletries etc and found this…

So hopefully next time we play soccer in parking lot before concert no one will get hurt. No more broken noses. NOT EVEN FOR DAVID!

I am pretty sure the UBER driver took a long shot to save a couple bucks on the turnpike. There were a lot of local roads for Jersey. It was only 3pm and we probably added 20 minutes. No worries, as the flight did not leave till 7pm.

Being a big guy anxiety was setting in as we boarded. It was like a Broadway Show, we have assigned seats but folks just HAD to be the first on the plane. When it was our time to board as ZONE 3 the crowds for ZONE 4 & 5  were practically blocking the way. Everyone needs more time in Times Square to learn how to act in a crowd. Be patient and more self aware. PLEASE!

Once on the plane it was very nice. The aisles seemed larger than most flights we have boarded in recent years. Even the lighting on AIR CANADA seemed to say we have more hope up north.

Paying a little extra for foot room the snugness of the seat was disheartening at first. It was a little tight.

Until I realized that NO ONE was coming to my row. The flight was slightly undersold and I suppose most do not have my issues of size, not paying for the extra space. So I inched over and spread across three seats with killer leg room.

If only the seat to my right had a moving arm I could have had a couch.

I had intended to listen to BUCK F*CKING DENT audio books but I was ready with some options.  Good thing because the flight attendant told me to remove my headphones for take off. Looking around and seeing no one else taking them off my temper rose, mildly – cause who could get mad on a flight with this much room to spread out.

We finally landed in Vancouver. At first I was annoyed by impatient Canadians that clearly were in a bigger rush (French Canadians I assume), colder wet air and the escalator being out as we deplaned. But the cancer sign in me soon calmed as I feel in love with the water features.

Totally lost

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So we got in a cab and saw our first glimpses of the city to be our home the next 5 days.

If only I had remembered to turn off my alarm which went off at 7am – NYC time.

Now I am off to the hot tub waiting for all to arise. UNTIL NEXT TIME…. (like in a few hours most likely lol)

 

David Duchovny ushering new musical appreciation: Keaton Simons to Infinity Girl to The Beatles

David Duchovny ushering new musical appreciation:
Keaton Simons to Infinity Girl to The Beatles

Walter at FAO Schwartz dancing Heart and Soul

Walter at FAO Schwartz dancing Heart and Soul

If you had told me two years ago that starting this website would lead to an entire musical journey inspired by David Duchovny I would have laughed.

cuttingroomalbumcoverThis journey started May 12 at the Cutting Room. I had heard some of the album and at first was not impressed. But I had not listened either.

That live experience started a deep interest in David’s writing and the musical skills of his band which are well documented here and well evidenced by my travels since May 2015.

So skip ahead to May 2016. We had just returned from Europe when a few of us caught Keaton Simons live, two nights in a row. Loved it immediately.

Keaton as you may know plays an integral part in David’s early music path.

I personally started in life as a musician. A jazz trumpet / piano player, with love of oldies, and Blues Brothers type covers of classic oldies and blues on crack.

I know more about the theory than my own playing would let on, which makes me more suitable to be a music critic or teacher at this point. But I still know the language of Jazz and dig the blues.

So Keaton’s music speaks to me as he moves from Chicago Blues to Rock to the hippest of Jazz Guitar standards. I joked about the REAL BOOK wanting to jam with Keaton last month when we saw him playing solo. Quite simply, Keaton is the musician I wish I was.

Those two May 2016 nights Keaton was joined by opening act, Makuta, who I have since become social media friendly and followers. I now have the music of both Makuta and Keaton in my head often.

Now skip ahead to this past winter as we followed David’s band mates other projects around to the underground Brooklyn music scene.

About to turn 45, I enjoyed pretending to be a 25yo beatnik in search of music too hip for the radio air waves.

I found it.

Infinity Girl hurt my ears (I’m old) until I got plugs and appreciated the nuances in the noise. Hiding in that wall of sound are seriously gifted jazz cats playing at level 11.

We also followed Kernan O’Meara to Brooklyn for his lilting vocals and soothing alternating arpeggiated major seven and diminished chords.

Then we follow David’s sound engineer, K. Marie Kim to her one women band where she is a master of rocking out new age electronic music and a beautiful singer.

Forgive me if my analysis is off as a music critic, as you all and your talents defy labels.

At each stop there are other bands, and curious venues. I think in total we are up to 6 venues and about 20 unique musical groups, and a number of local food joints from Pizza to Alcoholic Milk Shakes, all because we are fans of David Duchovny.

The chances of me buying an album for most of these groups would be slim before this period in my life, but love each for who they are live. I am driven to lend my expertise in marketing independent artists (mostly myself) and expose them to my 1000s of social media followers.

I regret not getting into this scene sooner, remembering a brush with it when our comedy showed played the Knitting Factory in 2003ish. After we finished our show I heard my first live SKA band. They looked like my college big band, replacing In The Mood with Reggae.

Great Friends hanging out Squint and you’ll see @davidduchovny lol @intheirlives #beatles

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Then there was last night, listening to David and other writers discuss the Beatles and their work for the new anthology collection of essays IN THEIR LIVES

David Duchovny and Rick Moody discuss Beatles and heartache.

David Duchovny and Rick Moody discuss Beatles and heartache.

IN THEIR LIVES:
Great Writers on Great Beatles Songs
with a note from edited by published by

In Their Lives

Now I have been a Beatles fan for years. But admittedly my tastes have leaned to the pop spectrum of music, having come of age musically in 1979/1980.

Hall and Oats may be the first group I distinctly recognize listening to on the radio. PRIVATE EYES ARE WATCHING YOU.

Born 1972, I am an 80s kid. But the pretentious fans of alternative rock kept me away from the Cure etc. I stayed with MJ, Prince and Madonna. I was the epitome of a top 40 fan. I am the source of Hipster puke.

But I had a friend whose older brother introduce him, and therefore me, to Yes, Rush and Pink Floyd.

But in my house is was the Beatles Love Songs that I heard repeatedly.

Meanwhile I was winning awards as best county jazz trumpet soloist in 1985. I played in a communityband with my father, learning Sousa, Broadway, and Oldies. I would sit in with my father’s Dixieland Band.

By College I moved from trumpet to Broadway Musicals and eventually Opera. I have been a fan or performed the top 40 songs of every era since Bach.

But somehow I missed a lot of amazing music. I would nod supporting when folks praised the White Album or Abbey Road.

Last night I heard David Duchovny talk about his connection to Dear Prudence. I heard that song for the first time today.

Then David and Rick Moody, after a brief poor attempt to tie in Ricky name to Californication, discussing the Abbey Road Medley.

I am really good at acting like I know what your talking about. Much better than Trump. Smart folks believe me lol

So I sat down in the past hour and listened to Abbey Road start to finish.

Jaw droopped.

Now I want to produce the Broadway show Abbey Road, but realize this has not been done because the Great White Way would ruin it.

I see a movie the likes of The Who’s Tommy. Would this have happened if THE END was not truly the end.

A little more context for my passion to write this blog….

Just last week, one late sleepless night stressing over the Leste Holt Donald Trump interview I saw the documentary abut the making of Pet Sounds, the album that many credit for inspiring Abbey Road.

Within the past year I saw CNN’s 1960s series episode on music. I thought about this alot. The 1960s started with Elvis and Bubble Gum Beach Boys. Then the Beatles and British Invasion sweep in. Meanwhile the Rolling Stones teacheck white people about Black Music, unleashing Ray Charles and The Godfather of Soul.

This all inspires Brian Wilson to get off the road and live in studio until we get Pet Sounds

This all leads to the late 60s explosion of music experimentation i(Most Chuck Berry Songs) and 1-6-4-5 ballads (Earth Angel, Blue Moon). There are no limits musically or lyrically, beyond the 1-5-6-4 (Don’t Stop Believing).

I am a musician since birth, or at least since 40 years ago today, when I came home from seeing Star Wars, plunked out the theme on piano and was forced into lessons the next week.

I can talk the talk and walk the walk for a lot of songs.

But these past two years have deepened my relationship to my first language and love. And now I feel I am just starting my journey. I want to rediscover late 1960s. I want to rediscover the experimental scene of the 1970s. MAYBE some 1980s and beyond but Happy with Prince and Dougie Fresh.

David Duchovny ushering new musical appreciation: Keaton Simons to Infinity Girl to The Beatles

COMING SOON

NEW ALBUM featuring 12-14 new original songs from David Duchovny

NEW Tour with exciting dates / locations TBA

X-FILES Season 18

More movies, TV shows etc etc etc

FOLLOW this blog and out twitter feed for more and check out David’s Music site

http://www.davidduchovnymusic.com/

 

Barcelona May 14, 2016 David Duchovny Europe RV Tour TRAVEL BLOG Part 2

LUXEMBOURG One Year ago today David Duchovny Concert RV Trip recap

So when I last left you we were pulling over to sleep in a Belgium rest stop.

MAY 9, 2016

We woke mid morning, had some coffee and headed to Amsterdam.

It is now May 9, 2016. It was around this time I learned the power of a chocolate croissant and latte before driving. The combo sugar caffeine high was enough to drive the big box on wheels for 2-3 hours.

We role into Amsterdam, again the wrong camp site. But this time I realized it right away. We eventually end up across the river from central station – main Amsterdam hub for ferries, trains and buses.

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There is a massive RV parking area that is dirt cheap if you are just parking ($20/night). You pay a little more for full services but this was the one night I had a hotel so we just parked.

We were in the new hipster area. As we walked to the ferry to central station I remarked how much I thought it looked like Brooklyn. Right across from the ferry was a bar called BROOKLYN.

We were staying at the hotel La Boheme. As an opera singer I was happy with the name. I did not like the tall steep 4-story steps, that seemed more like a ladder. However the view from our window was the Amsterdam Venue Melkweg and it reminded me of the typical Parisian roof top bohemian opera set.

We all met in the lobby at 4pm, at which time Hotel La Boheme offered a free cheese plate. They said a glass of wine was only $6. A bottle was $13.50. So that was easy math. So there I was with my cheese plate and wine, expecting some help. There was none.

So there I am eating cheese, consuming an entire bottle wine, when I hear, “Can you tell me how to find the Milky Way?”

“You looking for David Duchovny?” HICCUP

“Walter?”

Either this is a David fan from San Francisco or the FBI caught up with me for a murder I did not commit or know about…

It was the latter.

So I walked my new friend to the theater.

“Walter!” The producers were yelling at me from across 3-4 lines of folks waiting to enter the theater. “My mom wants to join you in the RV.” Again I thought they were joking in Glasgow a few nights earlier.

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AH listening to Norm McDonald new Stand-up on Netflix as I type and he said “UNCONDITIONAL LOVE” so now “HALF LIFE” is stuck in my head.

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Amsterdam was awesome. I found a cheese shop and consumed mass quantities of free samples. There was a store of American and British products – basically junk like candy and chips – basically a really fancy 7-11 disguised as a gourmet store front.

After the concert we walked around looking for food. turns out Amsterdam is not a late night food town. We found one diner type place called Pancakes.

 

MAY 10, 2016

Next morning took a boat ride around the canals following an amazing free breakfast (I miss La Boheme and MIMI the cat as I hear the last notes of the Puccini Opera which is the same as Broadway’s Rent “MIMI”). Loved all that. Saw a lot of Amsterdam in that hour, including Anne Frank’s house and a bunch of bikes being dredged from the depths of the canals. beautiful town.

We headed back to the RV meeting band mom in Brooklyn. Next stop Cologne as the drive there was fairly routine minus seeing a few old windmills on the way out of town.

We arrive in Cologne thinking, WHAT A DIVE. The venue was not in the best part of town. The streets were over grown with vines, grasses and litter. The buildings were tagged more than 1980s NYC Subways.

There was already a long line at the venue which would get far longer by the time the doors opened. A great fan had hundreds of mini battery powered candles for all to light up during “Stars.”

 

Once inside I loved it. The venue was huge. You first enter a courtyard with bathrooms and beer garden, complete with sausage stand.

Inside was just a large old warehouse, similar to clubs in converted Chelsea Manhattan buildings used for similar purposes. Simple of almost elegant was the bar and stage.

But once the main room started filling up, the heat was unbearable. It’s now about showtime and I cannot stay with the group.

By the end of the show a few from our group had to bounce. I ended up at the beer garden, however I limited myself to two Brats – one with curry. With plans to drive straight thru to Paris that night, I feared even a sip of bee. I felt I dishonored the town by staying sober.

I will say I loved the music that night. Through the walls it almost felt like a CD. The problem with being down front all the time, you mostly hear David’s monitors, which mostly pump bass and drums. You barely here David and you hear next to no back up vocals.

So outside you heard it all – clean and mixed perfectly. And I had the most interesting conversation with a 28 year old German hipster. He was wasted (we later found his wallet after he left). “Hey man, whatever you do, you can’t vote for Trump”

“No worries, dude. No way he is getting elected.” Apparently common sense meant nothing this past fall and we currently suffer… I digress.

Also at the table was my fellow Duchovniac and friend from the Bronx (originally) and a 40yo lesbian biker that was also there cooling down after leaving her wife down in front of the stage to watch David. We bonded.

The candles made “Stars” extra special that night.

The guys were still playing when we see a car being escorted by a few security guards. Someone sitting next to me remarked “There goes David”

I did not believe them at first. It turned out that was the only exit and best safe way to get David out, before the usual stage door hounds crowded and other exit chances.

We waited for the crowd to dissipate a bit. We drove a bunch to the nearest subway and Burger King. I can proudly say I never ate fast food in Europe but with a bus full of Americans, one Canadian and one Hungarian and a bunch of Europeans in tow for the hour. Burger King had just closed. We were all spared that night.

But shortly I realized I was done. We were maybe up to about 24 hours of sleep and very little downtime in the past 6 days – since waking up at 6am May 6 in New Jersey. Two of our friends that joined us for the one leg got us the rest of the way to Paris. I slept for about 90 minutes on the floor of the RV before relieving the navigator position.

We pulled into the Parisian Campsite around 6amish. soon after we…

Campsite Bois de Boulogne - The Eiffel Tower

We woke around late lunch. We all showered and found snacks at the cafe and mini grocery on campus.

We later bused and metro-ed our way into town. We found a restaurant that was just a block form the venue we were to see David the following evening. I had fondue and escargot. Yummy. Great wine too. After a few wanted to stop by the store caddy corner across the street. Somehow- exhaustion and impatience together get ugly – we lost one of our own… meaning she thought we abandoned her so she took off on her own.

So some of us sat down outside for dessert and coffee while others walked to the Sacred Heart where apparently a bunch of strangers pray for other strangers which we learned almost a year later would make a great song – “Strangers in the Sacred Heart” 

While I suffered through the best chocolate mousse of my life, the other went up and down the hill to and from the church. We really should have gotten some more European zone cell phones. We headed back to the campsite. She’s and adult. No need for the drama others were cursing.

It all worked out and everyone eventually found there way back to the hotel or campsite of choice that night. I crashed.

The next day we found our way around Paris via the hop on hop off buses. Being Paris, of course it started to pour. I risked pneumonia and stayed up top for a bit trying maximize my little tourism time.

We eventually got to the venue and saw a great show. This night we had some seats – assigned.

Laurice left before the encore to get some air. The venue had free internet and she was able to text me that a man was propositioning her outside. When I arrived outside, a small gypsy male was speaking to her in French. I do not speak well but understand enough words from my Opera training and knowledge of other Latin based languages.

Best I can tell he loves my wife and either wants me to pimp her out OR he wanted to borrow her. As my ability to speak French is more limited than my capacity to comprehend, I state.

no ménage à trois

Clearly not understanding my meaning of the word “NO!” he leans in for a kiss, which is when I grabbed him by the neck and planted him on the car parked behind us.

Au Revoir, Monsieur

Oh, Paris, you city of love

We gathered the troupes. As we walked back towards a metro we I could see my new friend soliciting donations at the very same cafe we dined the night before.

We walked back to the hotel our friends were staying. It was getting late. The night before we caught the very last bus – the charter that connected our campsite with the real world. Instead we called for a call. I think someone had UBER.

I crawled into bed and slept like a baby.

MAY 13 2016

I woke early and started driving south. NEXT STOP BARCELONA

Just barely out of town I stopped for gas and coffee. They had a coffee bar with THE BEST service of the entire tour. Coffee and Pan du Chocolate and i was ready for a drive.

This was a beautiful yet very stressful day.

In a normal car we had a nine hour drive ahead of us without stops.

With stops in the big box, it was a 15-hour day with about $120+ euros in tolls and about the same in gas.

We did stop for a late lunch/early dinner at a rest stop in the shadows of a castle. Pretty cool.

I freaked out driving through the French/Spanish border up in the mountains with bridges and cliffs I kept imagining our final fall. Again exhaustion was kicking in.

We finally hit our campsite just north of Barcelona.

6:30am Barcelona and this is first view from our RV this morning

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MAY 14, 2016

To be continued….

LUXEMBOURG One Year ago today David Duchovny Concert RV Trip recap

WOW. It’s been a year. I wrote a blog about our adventures last summer but it disappeared when my personal website crashed and I lost EVERYTHING!!!

We flew to Scotland on May 5th. We were supposed to wake up in Glasgow the morning of May 6, except we never slept. We picked up our rental car, after dealing with broken bag and underwear spilling all over airport. Scotland new more about my inner layers of garments than if I walked around in a kilt.

We arrive at the Z Hotel. I could not find parking. We have no coins, the hotel would not help us get coins, I could not seem to use any ATMs thanks to my over protective bank (even though I told them my travel plans) and I had terrible difficulty parking in municipal lots and their tiny tiny spaces. Two hours later I eventually found a spot in the art museum garage which closed at 11pm.

In the meantime Laurice put out an APB as I did not have a European working phone. Another fan actually tweeted @DavidDuchovny himself “If you see Walt Frasier please contact Laurice” Because David and the band did not have enough to do getting ready for the show that night LOL.

On the bright side I got a great tour of downtown Glasgow, circling the main square at least a dozen times and freaking out figuring driving on the wrong side of the road.

I got to see a lot more of the town as we walked to the venue, going the wrong direction for 20 minutes. Eventually we turned around, and walked up the pedestrian street lined with musicians and college kids enjoying the sun.

While waiting in line for the concert we ran into one we call the band mom. This was the first they heard of our RV plans. “I want to go with you” we thought she was in jest…

Also in line there was a chip shop across the street. Laurice had just gone in for VIP but I only had GA tix that night. I order both the fish and chips and haggas – or at least something called haggas. It was batter dipped and fried like the fish. Drowned in salt and vinegar, I could not tell exactly my impression of haggas itself. It did look like a certain rotting yet well endowed male body part. MOVING ON…

Great concert. This was the first European show. After a handful of small venues in America, this was massive. 1500ppl maybe. I forget exact numbers.

Touring Europe with David Duchovny

Touring Europe with David Duchovny

They bragged to have the 2nd largest disco ball in the world? Or maybe Europe. Scottish are known for big… again never mind…

Other Firsts that night – David’s Kilt, David Bowie cover with Weekend Mashup and the wicked Guitar Trio with Pat, Jeff and Nate. Did we get Square one that night? I forget….

We cabbed it back to the hotel. There was a spot right in front. I went to get the car. Almost locked up I struggled to find an open entrance and worse which floor I parked. It was a Seinfeld Episode with out a cast of characters to help me search. 45-minutes later finally I returned with the car to a frantic wife who had been fighting off guys and cars trying to save a spot on the street.

AH WE DID GET TOM PETTY – First time we see David playing guitar live

The next morning we found out the hard way the hotel breakfast was not free before driving south. WOW, there are a lot of sheep and yellow flowers. Oh and one particularly racist seeming Cowboy and Indian totems at a rest stop were strikingly odd to we Americans in 2016 most cigar stores here do not sport these anymore, right?

We finally pick up the RV, return rental car and head to London.

We find parking in the alley just 2 blocks form the venue. We are running late. We loved hearing Collin Lee playing guitar and singing as he warms up the crowd with “Major Tom” (playing to the home crowd) and a few originals.

This crowd was a bit subdued. Not because they were British, but we were in a church with pews in place.

After the show we grab some Middle eastern food. Really great spot across from venue.

We finally get in the RV and drive east to Dover Ferry. This is where we truly start to appreciate what a PAIN IN THE ARSE driving this RV is. It takes us double the time to get anywhere because it is only a 4 cylinder motor. Not used to driving on wrong side of car or street we are always about 6-12 inches farther to the left than you would normally think. So getting dead tired, I am really struggling to drive. After a brief pit stop pull into Dover just in time to catch the 4am ferry.

The had us park our vehicle and exit the RV during the ferry ride. FYI THERE IS NO HEAT ON THE FERRY. So me in shorts and t-shirt FROZE. We were all cold. Half asleep I found warmer spot up front but did not tell Laurice where we ended up. When we returned form the Bathroom she went looking for us. Also half asleep walking dead, she fell down some stairs and had some scrapes and bruises which would make the rest of the trip a bit less fun.

We finally arrive in France at 7am (We lost an hour plus 2 hours ferry). Everyone crashed and slept. I drove about an hour, just over the Belgium border I believe, before I found a McDonald’s parking lot to crash. About 90-minute later, Laurice woke. The McDonald’s was closed and she had to pee.

FYI More cows then sheep now. You notice these things as you drive with a RV full of sleepy heads.

We drove and found a rest stop. I found heaven – a cache of stinky meats and cheeses, chocolates, bread and milk that would be considered gourmet here at rest stop prices. Brie, Salami, Crusty fresh bread, croissants, nutella, Swiss Chocolates, etc etc etc

Of course we were supposed to pay for using the toilet but Laurice jumped the turnstiles. We still did not have any Euros yet.

We arrive late after noon May 7 in Luxembourg. The camp site is nice. We take a field trip into town when our AC converter explodes. I am reminded of the movie TOP SECRET when we learn Val Kilmers’ friend is killed by the gifted electric sex toy not equip to handle European plugs with nearly double the voltage output. Horrible way to die? Possibly.

The next day –  waking refreshed having a wonderful sleep after two 36-hour days back to back (we guessed we slept a total of 8 hours May 5 6am EST US time – May 9 2am Central Europe time) – I went for a walk in the town and discovered a WW2 memorial for an American Tank Division and had a moment for the greatest generation – which included my two naval grandfathers – both serving in the Pacific.

I return and the rest of the RV was just waking up. Folks go about having breakfast, showering and doing laundry. I double check GPS. Do we want to drive the RV, Cab, or walk the few miles to the venue. According to GPS we are 4-hour walk from venue. This is when we discover we are at the WRONG campsite. Thinking we were already in ESHE, we were actually in the City of Luxembourg, a 25 minute drive away. Fortunately the entire country is only about a hour drive in any direction.

So we load up and head to ESHE. We find free parking on Sunday May 8th, right up the hill from a car show blasting club music. A huge fan of fairs and food trucks, I really want to go there. Instead we head to the venue to get our bearing. After walking round, we find shaded seats in the courtyard as we hear “3000” faintly… Another fan couple recognized us and did not know how to approach so they attracted us with David’s music like Sirens and Odysseus.

We get lunch at the mall next door. very American type urban center mall with fancy kiosks and the typical stores you would expect here. We order a lot of finger foods including fried fondue balls, mushroom tartin etc YUMMY

I was the very first in line for VIP that night. David was not feeling well. I told him not to speak. We take a photo and walk away respecting his need to minimize contact that night.

“WALTER” David Yells strained through vocal fatigue. “You forgot your signature”. I think I made things worse. “You’re amazing” I bet he only writes that for me (LOL, inside joke? never mind…)

Later he told me to STOP clapping on the off beat during Another year. Sorry I do too much jazz to clap on the one (White people, am I right?)

When we spoke with the band they shared they had bus trouble the night before and stopped at some French Air B&B. We all had road stories.

I believe this is the first time we heard SOMEONE ELSE’s GIRL

This concert is special thanks to a Drake Cover. It was hilarious hearing all of us sing “Hotline Bling” and mumbling the rest of the words we don’t know – especially when David shoves mic in our direction. Strange they never whipped out that cover again?

After the show we gave a tour of the RV to a few of our German Friends before driving north. The goal was to drive to Amsterdam that night. We made it to Belgium before crashing at a rest stop. We were exhausted.

NEXT STOP MAY 9 AMSTERDAM…

3 Concerts so far, Little Sleep,no one dead yet… I CALL THIS A SUCCESSFUL 4 days

 

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The Ballad of David and Mitch original fan song lyrics

I am beyond flattered
My brain is so scattered
And its barely after dawn
There’s an intense tug of war
What’s all this fighting for
But am I just a pawn

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Driving south from Jersey to Alexandria concert I dictated the song to my wife. Lacking paper and pen, she just texted me back what I said.

Tired of the battle
Hearded like cattle
Just to get in the front row
But you know I came
When you called my name
Am I just a fan or a braugh

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Outside the Birchmere I finished the lyrics and worked out the melody/chords. There were 3-4 musical versions before settling on the final chords and notes.

Duchovny or Pileggi
Where does my allegiance lie
Pileggi or Duchovny
Weren’t they both in the FBI

Mitch took a selfie with me Mr wearing a cape and tights
Dressed as superman I must have looked such a fright
David must have realized that it wasn’t my fault
When he said at wizard world, shut up walt

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TEAM EFFORT. Laurice took care of hair and make up as I worked out the music. Maja was cue card/ human teleprompter. Charnette filmed. Dita and Karen (Blonde Girl) were my back up singers.

So it’s time for a choice
I’m giving it voice
Duchovniacs or Mitch’s Bitches
The choice is hard
I need help from the bard
I’ve not yet put on britches

But Mitch makes me complete
When he answers my tweet
My allegiance is so torn

I love both of you
Capable of loving two
Making me choose is really not fair
It’s the end of my song
I’m not wearing a thong
The truth is out there

 

 

MORE MUSIC FROM WALT FRASIER

Starting February 1, 2017, I will be releasing a new song every day for the next year with me singing and playing piano, guitar, or uke. Rock,  folk, oldies, contemporary, Broadway, jazz, and even Opera. This is mostly for me to stop being lazy and learn some new music, but I hope you enjoy as well. Follow me hear or on twitter @waltfrasier for the latest additions. Playlist here may show unlisted videos before completely made public on their release date.

 

 

 

 

 

David Duchovny at Social Hall San Francisco Duchovniacs 2/15 Wrap-Up

David Duchovny at Social Hall San Francisco Duchovniacs 2/15 Wrap-Up
QUICK REMINDER – If you were at any of the sound checks, check out pictures at
http://www.davidduchovnymusic.com/soundcheckparty/

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David Duchovny at Social Hall San Francisco Duchovniacs 2/15 Wrap-Up

Wednesday February 15 started with a very early alarm. We were wired the night before, and while we all crashed early, none of us truly slept well. I expected to be much more relaxed with so much second hand mary jane smoke. Or was it SWEET JANE…

After checking into the hotel we went straight to the venue to line up. We were later than usual (by our standards) but only one friend from Germany beat us to the front.

Parking was rough. It was 4pm. Many of the main roads had NO PARKING / RUSH HOUR limits 4-6pm. The side streets had metered parking untill 6pm with 30-minute limits. The public garages closed at 7 or 8pm. Eventually I found a spot very close to the venue – metered till 6pm w/o other restrictions.

Social Hall is an interesting space.

Their door process was considerably slower.   One at a time we went through a metal detector, then a podium for 21+ wrist bands, and then another guy would scan tickets. And each of the three check points was a slow bottle necked process.

“Are we going to a square dance?” “50’s Sock Hop”

Social Hall is actually a social hall. In many ways it looked like an over-sized catholic high school gym. In others I expected the floor to open up and reveal an old bath house. Or perhaps this is the place to hide when Godzilla or worse comes to town. Nuclear Fallout Shelter.

FYI Despite our initial impression of the space – San Francisco was by far the best crowd, energy wise. So no more book cover judgments.

The few folding chairs in the back appeared to be for school dance chaperones. VIP section? Band mom and dad did sit there at some point so…

And now I am done.

The main room was one huge football field size area with a stage on the far side form the entrance and arched ceiling with rib style supporting arches and a side room – about 1/2 the size – where the set up a make shift bar and David took photos.

The Sound Check Party was fun. There was a lot more Sound Checking still going on than the previous two events. We actually could hear vocals at this venue better than others down front. I think it’s for the same reason David was struggling with his microphone and ear piece.

If you ever perform on a proscenium stage, you sometimes have an issue with sound getting stuck behind the proscenium. If too far upstage (away form the audience) a lot of sound can get sent up to the rafters above the stage instead of getting sent out to the audience.

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Take a look at the row of lights over the front row and the support arch directly behind/above. Now look at the stacks of speakers. Not only are they behind that arch line, they are pointed upwards into the arches and they are closer to the band than usual.

The way they are set up, David is hearing more from the main feed than usual. Many of the guys were complaining about their monitor mix. The bigger problem is having a small stage in a room that large (especial that deep – a wider venue would have less issue) without having more surround sound – a few speakers around the theater.

And the sound table in the back is hearing things so differently than up front.

All this being said by show time things were just fine. After the sound check party, their team worked non-stop adjusting levels. It was a cool educational process watching the sound engineer test all hi/lo peaks, pops and vowel sounds on each microphone.

David sat down with Brad for a special segment of Good Morning San Francisco, answering twitter and live questions.

“Walt, how do you have a question? You know everything, right?” (I am paraphrasing David’s reaction to me raising my hand)

ME “What is your vocal warm up process?”

David said he was a bit off for the sound check because he had not warmed up yet. David then credited his teacher Don Larson for a series of scales and arpeggios he knows.

(I saw a tweet today regarding book signing in Seattle… David’s favorite question about his writing “What is your favorite X-Files episode?” Artist’s life is rough)

After that fans got their photos taken.

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Keenan O’Meara opened the show. Keenan is the new guitarist (We miss you Nate. We love Keenan too now). Keenan admitted he was not used to the large room. One might expect to hear his music in a small bar, sitting with acoustic guitar and microphone.

Two things stand out.

  1. KEENAN CAN REALLY PLAY GUITAR!!! I mean, while low key, there was nothing simple about these songs.
    I heard another say this to a friend as I thought it. Remember CROSSROADS (1986) the movie. Ralph Macchio (Karate Kid) is a classical musician that ditches music school to go learn/play the blues. He basically sells his soul to the devil at the Crossroads (Long before Sam & dean made it there). At the end he starts rocking out a classical cello concerto on blues guitar and wins his soul back in a hellish battle of the bands.

    Keenan’s guitar playing in his songs reminds me of that. Think Segovia playing for Miles Davis. No wonder David brought back December. Keenan made that song sing too.
  2. KEENAN CAN REALLY REALLY SING!!! This kid soars up into some high notes so sweetly. I might say he is crooning, but he is not. He is sitting on some high notes and just lilting up there, gently in the breeze. David truly does not need me on Another Year anymore (single tear).

Next time Keenan is playing NYC we need to get a group together. Don’t worry Pat; you’re still my musical bromance crush.

The second David took stage, the Press overtook the pit, and the tallest female photographer ever was right down center.

I hope David and the guys worked out all their sound kinks and enjoyed the show. For me, it was awesome.

Highlight for me was when David asked me to take off my shirt. I was wearing the ‘milk carton’ shirt from Chicago the year before at Joe’s, which he signed in Chicago this past summer at book signing after comic con.

David and the guys wore the pink hats again. This time with a slightly better explanation.

Sebastian’s drum solo is getting more bad ass every night – and longer I think.

 

Like I said above, for all the reasons I think the guys struggled, the sound mix in front row was better than ever. We cold actually hear David and back up vocals.

Being in the basement of the old building made it impossible to live tweet or periscope much. But I think you will agree these videos sound better than most we take down front.

We all had a great time at the San Francisco concert. See you all in Boston! We’ll have a busload of Duchovniacs bringing out all the news from the front row!