Well, here we go. There’s a chance you might have seen the above placards floating around town the last couple weeks. Some of them said “7/11.” Others said “7/11 was an inside job.” The Frederick Playlist logo was on them. And then there was a skull. Yes. A skull.
So, what does it all mean? About a year ago, someone walked into the old Frederick News-Post building at 200 E. Patrick St., across from the city’s post office, and said this: “This would be an amazing place to put shows in before they tear the building down to build a stupid swanky hotel.” In the months since then, Frederick Playlist officially began (did you notice our first birthday on Saturday?!), the aforementioned person began asking questions, one thing led to another, and here we are, on June 8, 2015, happy to announce that we can finally start putting shows in that building.
How do we kick it off? Well, we kick it off in the best way possible, gosh-darn-it. And what’s the best way possible, gosh-darn-it? That’s combining 49,172 amazing things and putting them under one roof for one night. Thus … the details:
The when and the where: Saturday, July 11, 2015, at 200 E. Patrick St.
What’s the deal: The great dudes in Seaknuckle are getting ready to release their first full-length album and we’re going to commemorate such a momentous occasion on this very night. We’ve been playing a new song of theirs on The Local Playlist each Friday (listen here!), we’ve taped a Frederick Playlist Presents … session with them, and, yes, they are putting the finishing touches on a music video for the first single that we will premiere on this site. You will want to see them. You will need to see them.
But that’s not all, in addition to Seaknuckle, the blowing-up-round-the-world fellas in Rozwell Kid said they would be nice enough to stop by and place some musac (with an “a” not an “i”). And you’re going to want to see them now before they start playing places like the 9:30 Club, or, say, the Verizon Center, and you have to deal with D.C. traffic just to get in the same building. So, in essence, you’re welcome.
And as if that’s not enough … Silent Old Mtns.! Remember them? They were our first four-star review (and oh, boy, did people hate us for that) and they are going to reunite for this very momentous (yeah, we’re going to stick with “momentous”) occasion. We hesitate to say, “one night only!” but … ahh, hell, we need to sell tickets: One night only!
Ohhhh, and did you think we were done? Pssssstttttt!
We are also going to mark the momentous occasion with a beer pong tournament. Yep. You heard that right. It’s like some of us are 22 again. Anyway, the tournament will kick off at 6 p.m. Sign-ups are set for 5:30 p.m. The winner will get a plethora of things, which may or may not include a copy of the Seaknuckle record, a beer pong trophy, and, perhaps, $550 million. Most importantly, though, the winning team of the beer pong tournament will then face off against Seaknuckle in beer pong later that evening for even more prizes.
See. It’s really beneficial for you to show up.
The cost is $10. Those 10 dollars get you a ticket into the show and a spot in the tournament (unless you don’t want to be in the tournament, of course). Oh, and one more thing. Those 10 dollars also get you the best night of your life. So, there’s that.
There are some other things we are working on – local artist Ashley Hoffman is most likely going to put together an art gallery for you all to gaze at, which we all know will be radical, and we plan on having some way to display Seaknuckle’s video on a loop for any or all to see it. Also: The wonderful people at The Met will be involved, and they’re pretty fantastic people, duh, so perhaps some Comedy Pigs? We’ll see. In any case, there will be giveaways. There will be fun. There will be insanity.
We’ll trickle out more details as the night creeps up, but for now, consider this our Save The Date card. Saturday, July 11. 200 E. Patrick St. Seaknuckle CD release party. Rozwell Kid melting faces. Silent Old Mtns. reuniting. Beer pong tournament. Local art. An empty warehouse. First show ever in the old building.
You’ll help us launch this thing right, right? Let’s hope so.
