Millie wanted to start a local band yearbook, but balked when she realized how many bands she didn’t even like would have to be in it.

Likewise, ace band-flyer designer Billy Morris was all fired up to do a family tree of local bands, identifying all those musicians (mostly bassists) who’ve forged oft- unlikely connections between different bands in our incestuous scene. But Billy hit the same wall Millie did: too many bad bands clothing up the research.

Rather than torching Hamilton’s and eradicating the unsavory element altogether (Kidding! Kidding!), Mill and Bill are simultaneously pooling their resources and lowering their standards. Her band, the Model Marvels, and his, The Type Set, are gigging together next Wednesday at the Bullfinch. They’ll set up a sign-up sheet next to the merch table. If you want to assure that you’ll be listed in the first edition of Who’s Muso in our little scene, fill out an info form. Saves them research time, kickstarts the directory, gives the whole project a fighting chance.

 

In fact, here’s a form right here. ’cause you know who’s been bird into helping with the typing on this encyclopedia:

Band:

Members:

Where you rehearse:

What you sound like:

What you look like:

Where you’ve played:

Thing you’re proudest of:

What you want to change about your band:

Best band moment:

Best thing about our little scene:

 

But of course, if you’d rather fill this in at home and not venture out to the Bullfinch for such a mellifluous bill as is planned for next Wednesday, well, then we know you have no clue what to write for that last survey query above.

 

Everything old is new again: Siam how lonesome I am, Dog-Gone Dangerous Girl and the Rolling Chairs at the Bullfinch… Kangaroo Hop, Wake Up America and  Bantam Step at Hamilton’s. Oh, rah rah already—July’s a long way off still, gang… Tiddle-de-Winks, Havanola, and So long Sammy—aka the celebrated Where Journeys End tour—at D’ollaires. Bring papers…