The Official History of Instant Dogma

(Woodrose, snakes & ladders, Freak Music,
Punk Rock Treehouse and everything else.)

2003
February 1st
Worcester invades Boston

 Musclecah, The Numbskulls, Curtain Society and ourselves
were slated to play Boston that night. It wasn't so bad on the way in,
a little rain. We were waiting to go on at PA's Lounge, the temperature
dropped fast and by the time were left the stage, it was snowing.
We are packed our gear and made our way out of Kenmore square.
John left in his station wagon, Greg and I in Air Dogma (A 1998 Dodge Caravan LE.)
The precipitation was getting heavier (and uncool) by the second.
We got to the tolls and there was a fresh Numbskulls sticker on the change basket.
“The city, she is ours!!” I shouted in triumph. As we got closer to the MASS Pike
it got worse. I could barely see the road, fixating on the tail light of a Jeep
Cherokee and following. Couldn't see shit and the conditions were complete
white out. It was a miserable, scary hour and a half, as we slowly crept back to
Worcester. Ironically, the moment we got into Rte. 145, the conditions
completely eased and we were able to get home.

                                 
AIR DOGMA                           

          
   
One of the last pics of The Lucky Dog
(now gone

February 12
I  began hosting Wormtown Wednesday,
The Lucky Dog open mic, ten bands, no cover.
Alternating every other week with with Chris Cah, meant schlepping 
speaker cabs and some amps to the club, letting some
barbarians play through them and then dragging them home again.
For a few years I had an awesome time. It was a fun show.
 heap-TV
Ten bands, no cove
                   

March 23
WAAF

It all started when James Keyes described playing acoustically on 
Bay State Rock, with Paid To Fake it. “Think I could get snakes
in there?” “Sure, they let us play.” I sent an email to Carmelita, Bay State's host.
“Do you have an antiwar song?” “Yes?” (Iraq part II was about to atrocity.)
We got the date, and chose Zor and Zam, by The Monkees, as our protest song.
In the mean time John went to Chicago with Mark Mandeville for a gig.
When he got back he developed Chicken Pox. Because the quarantine was
awfully close to the gig, Michael Thibodeau was conscripted to play bass.
We convened at Toad Hall for a quick rehearsal. Mike showed up and John as well.
”Doc said I was cleared to go.” We ran through the tunes and then off to Brighton.
 It was a beautiful clear night. I think we played well and Carmelita was most gracious.
There was a clear glass pain behind me and I remember looking
over Boston and thinking, “it probably won't get better than this.”
 

                                           

                                     

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