For some reason I was invited to the rehearsal of S.N.A.K. at their Cherry Beach rehearsal studio (well, not THEIR studio, they rent it for 3 hours every Tuesday night from 9pm until Midnight) I was constantly getting pushed to sit behind a drumkit. Which I eventually did, when Tynur & Dave! went outside for a smoke. However, I was hit with an extreme case of shyness which caused me to absoloutely refuse to play anything the minute Tynur walked back into the rehearsal room. Next time, need more alcohol.
So only 3/5th’s of S.N.A.K. were able to make it to Smiling Buddha Bar on this fateful night. We had Dave!, Cousin Alex & Wee Alex. Dave! mainly was playing bass, except for maybe about two songs that he kicked into drums. Cousin Alex from what I remember stayed on guitar the whole time, but at some point he may have picked up a bass. And Wee Alex drummed his heart out until Dave! kicked him off, to which he either picked up a guitar, or a bass. I can’t remember anymore.
It was fun & exciting, I remember that much!
And someone correct me if I’m wrong, but I do believe this incarnation of the band is for some ungodly reason called “SeaBass”
I’ll for now ignore the blaring grammatical error of using the number 6 instead of spelling the word Six out when it is the first word in a sentence. Then again it might just be me being far too anal.
I’ll warn you now, that if you pop this disk into your CD-rom you’ll be hit with a video-montage of the making of the album. SNAK banked on people popping their CD into their computer, and they bet on a winning horse. The videos are really amusing, seeing the guys doing what band people do, record, sit around, make fun of each other. It also gives a video of a live performance, and gives you an idea of what to expect from their live shows.
I will classify SNAK as a rock band. And not just because of Dave’s (formerly) long hair. The songs are catchy, sometimes danceable (at live shows they will demand dancing) and are songs I have no problem singing along to, (unless band members are in front of me.)
Some of my favourite parts of songs are the bits between songs. Things that sound like machine messages, random voices, and phrases recorded for no reason but were funny. And there’s lots of them in here. All of the songs are fun with lyrics that may or may not make any sense to me. But with a band that uses a cartoon/stuffed monkey as a mascot, I don’t think I care if the lyrics make any sense.
This CD is kept in my car at all times, and is actually really good for driving long distances since it’s a full 13 track album. That just means I won’t get sick of the songs too quickly, nor need to be fumbling with my CD player while driving 100mph down the highway with my left knee. If I threw house parties I would pop it into my stereo system to play on random, and if I still went to the gym I would bring it with me because even the slower tempo songs are songs I could work out to.
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