6/2/06: Datura/the Ono's Sextet

Friday, June 2, 2006 at Mice Pace meant only one thing: the arrival of Datura in Cookeville. We weren't sure what to expect at first, as the dudes don't have any music on their Myspace page, but Datura rocked pretty hard. The obvious influence was Pantera, but there was lots of Black Sabbath to be found in their sound. The guitarist was an outright badass. Lots of shredding. The bass was primarily chromatic stuff, and the drums were a little weak, but the dude is only 16, so we'll cut him some slack. Datura has tons of potential. Once they hear Dopesmoker, I can see them becoming all kinds of awesome. They're already awesome dudes.
The other band was the Ono's Sextet, a wankfest we had concocted the previous night at the end of a City of Traitors practice. Joey plays random-yet-structured beats on drums, Anthony turns up the treble and plays something akin to the guitar on Trout Mask Replica, Witties controls the PA and blasts on his Hot Lixx, and I emit awful shit through the microphone. We played for about fifteen minutes. Sped up, slowed down, bowed guitar, bowed beard, bowed Hot Lixx, and did as much ridiculous shit as possible in a fifteen minute set. I spent the first half of the set trying to fit my head into the hole on the bass drum; I spent the last half laying face down on the floor. Shit was filthy. My vocals consisted entirely of: "I don't understand what is going on. I must be stuck in some kind of dream. Can someone explain to me what is going on? I believe I must be stuck in some kind of dream." The dudes in Datura (and much praise to them for this) stuck around and watched us, and they actually liked it. "How much acid do you guys take?" "I've never done acid." "YOU ARE ACID!!!!" Look for more Ono's Sextet shows in the future.