It was always our pleasure, our purpose in life, our passion and we were fortunate enough to make music for you – whether it was live on stage or in the studio, creating new songs.
While we were working on our album these past few months, we could literally feel how powerful and creative our work was – and how much fun we were still having, in the process. But there was also something else: We want to end the Scorpion’s extraordinary career on a high note. We are extremely grateful for the fact that we still have the same passion for music we’ve always had since the beginning. This is why, especially now, we agree we have reached the end of the road. We finish our career with an album we consider to be one of the best we have ever recorded and with a tour that will start in our home country Germany and take us to five different continents over the next few years.
We want you, our fans, to be the first to know about this. Thank you for your never-ending support throughout the years!
We uploaded the very first snippets from our new album for you.
And now… let’s get the party started and get ready for a “Sting in the Tail”!
I just heard that a bass player for a band I used to record died. He was sick, like the flu. He was probably in his late 30’s or early 40’s. Not sure if that was a H1N1 death or what. I also suspect drugs were involved.
I really didn’t like Michael Jackson or his music. I left town for a camping trip and came back to find he’d died. Maybe I should go camping more often.
I felt sorry for the guy really. He never had the chance to be a kid when he grew up. He was thrown right into the spotlight and had to perform and tour at a very young age. Later in life he tried to be a kid, but had the hormones of an adult. Not a good combination.
He owned the rights to the Beatles and married Elvis’ daughter. He really tried to be the King of Pop and whatever else he could. Then he died, apparently just like Elvis, via a prescription drug overdose. You have to wonder if that was actually his plan.
I for one am glad that chapter of the freak show is over.
My rock & roll band covers many Ventures tunes like “Hawaii Five-O” and “Walk Don’t Run,” “Wipeout,” “Penetration” etc. There are no tunes more fun to play than those classic Ventures surf tunes.
Tribute to Bob Bogle
Bob Bogle, guitarist for the Venutres, died yesterday at 75. Hats off, wine glasses up to you man. Your plunky, reverberant guitar style is classic and influenced many guitar players. And your sound with that Fender Jaguar guitar through a Fender Reverb Amp is one of the best guitar tones in the history of rock & roll.
My Ventures memory
Years ago my band opened for the ventures and the coolest club in town. The place was packed and we had a GREAT time. It was an honor to share the stage with such legends and to meet them.
It was hilarious during their rendition of Hawaii Five-O when the drummer was doing his solo on his gigantic kit with his black gloves. The bass player’s amp went down and they were trying to figure out how to get it running again. The drummer kept soloing and soloing. He’d anxiously look at the bass player, who would throw his arms up in the air. The drummer got the most classic looks on his face because he was shot but had to keep soloing… Classic.
During that show I didn’t sit in the audience. I sat on the stage, with Bob Bogle’s guitar amp sitting next to me. I absolutely loved it. Every time he’d do one of those plucky riffs where he slid down the neck of the guitar made me a giddy as an elementary school girl.
Until last night I hadn’t picked up a drum stick for at least eight months. Truly sad, but the lame gig situation in this town and my personal and business life have gotten in the way of bashing the skins.
Last night we had one opening band and they sucked. They really sucked. By the time they finished their overly long set, they’d chased half of the mediocre crowd away.
I was worried about my chops so I played pretty straight for the first few tunes. I still have some speed and abilities, but I definitely ran into situations where my brain would send commands to my limbs to do certain complex licks and my limbs would simply misfire or just plain gag and not do anything at all.
I ran into an endurance problem toward the end of the set as well. It was a good thing we only played one set, because in the last song my forearms started feeling like they were Popeye-ing. They were seizing up!
Despite being a fairly lame crowd I still had a really great time bashing the shit out of the drums.
No Smoking!
Perhaps the best thing about last night’s gig was the fact that I didn’t have to take a shower and discard my clothes in the laundry room when I got home. For years of playing in smoky bars I’ve gotten home completely covered with a smoky stench. Now that laws have changed and no smoking is allowed in clubs, I don’t have that disgusting smoke film on my body after the gig. I wish that law would have been enacted 25 years ago.
Studio Drumming Today
I’m off to the studio to play drums for some guitar player’s solo album, then another gig tonight.
Now that it is officially over I’ve been reflecting on the big hell project of 2008. There were many “come to Jesus” moments during that period and I learned a lot about myself.