You look for fame...you lose your soul... The highlights include: Stick to Your Guns, Bluebird Sky, Caveman, Jakima Ho, For What it's Worth, Horse with no Name, Come into my Kitchen, Me & My Uncle and more... Saturday... After the show, as usual, we cracked ourselves up. As 3 cop cars blazed by outside the pub looking like giant space spider...where we happened to be gathered for some fresh air...Rodney gave a brief synopsis of the differences between gun toting in the urban neighborhoods of Seattle and gun toting in the grocery stores in Ellensburg...ha! "...like we be droppin' empty bullet shells in the aisle at the grocery store just fumblin' in our pockets for change, alright man, (LOL) in Ellensburg they hunt the baby deer and sh#@!" Very nicely put...perspective is everything. Our favorite doorman, Luke, (you may know him as one of the Blackout Bros) insisted on kidnapping Matt... all the way over to Capitol Hill, through the downtown Seattle hills, ala San Francisco style, (seemingly to test our new tranny)...to DICK'S!!!! The line at Dick's (walk-up, old style burger drive-in where you can get like 8 burgers for $1) was around the block...tired, starving...not willing to wait out the bewitching hour crowd, we said our good-byes and hightailed it for the McD's at North Bend...a little more on the way home. Made it home by 4am...no love lost, of course. Amidst the celebration a group of 10+ foreign exchange students came to the stage and introduced themselves ...from the edges of the earth they emerged...Senegal, Lebanon, Turkmenistan, Serbia...expressing their joy, amazement and love for this form of the American lifestyle...dancing in the streets...laughter...food...young and old alike congregating for fun and each other's company. For a short moment, I believe, we all forgot about the world's conflicts (and the broken transmission). For a short moment we were all at peace... Sept 25, 2008 Sept 18, 2008 Friday... Saturday... Labor Day Weekend, 2008
You look for creation...you find it... (Ernest Hemingway)
Oct 10th & 11th...the patent leather shoe incident...
Friday...
First time over Blewett Pass since she took the old tranny and ...the new 9 gear wonder did the trick! We got 2 words for you... Tow package. Caffe' Mela gave us a warm welcome...serenading the attentive audience to the aroma of roasting coffee beans tested both our vocal stamina and our coffee addiction. It seems that the most challenging task of the night for our beloved Matt and a test to his musical performance...were his patent leather shoes...one of which was found after the show sparkling in the middle of Wenatchee Ave...subsequently, Jamey...a little charmed by the patent leather shoe...mistook a stuffed witch for FaeRaven... (very funny)... and began chatting lively at the seasonal decoration in the most peculiar manner. Rodney, of course, took it all in stride...jamming on the house grand piano during soundcheck while the club owner, Darren, played his skins. ....later, retrieving an errant sneaker left on stage and a couple sopping wet lead guitar playin' t-shirts & bandanas, we all found our seats in the gig rig and headed on down that road feelin' bad.
Eccentric was the night, indeed. Has anyone seen the moon lately?
Despite the patent leather shoe, we managed to get out of Wenatchee with a live recording of the show (courtesy of Darren from Caffe' Mela) and 2 hours of live video footage (compliments of our new buddy, Eric, from 'Off the Grid') which promises to make this holiday season a special occasion for Ravinwolf. These 'best of' original & cover cuts and 'brand new songs from the vault' should be available by the 2008 holiday season.
We had a blast working with Eric again...what a RW team dead member he has turned out to be. There are rumors on the streets of Wenatchee that the whole RW crew is gonna follow 'Off the Grid' to their Barter Fair show in Tanasket next weekend! Yeah!
Plans change in road managing quicker than the leaves in autumn. Gathering up the carpoolers for our debut gig at the Beacon Pub proved to be quite challenging this weekend. Our doorman...well, he slept in...like Ripped Van Winkle...our drummer...he decided he'd like to spend a romantic weekend in Seattle and that he did...our Matt...he was early! Great Scott!!! Irregardless...we piled in the car with ace wrapped wrists and made it to the church on time. We breathed a sigh of relief to find that the Beacon Pub had no qualms about broadcasting their political views to the neighborhood...with an OBAMA/BIDEN campaign sign on the street corner next to their door. We knew this was the perfect venue for RW. Corner stage...beer garden, warm neighborly gathering for happy hour...interest and questions from the bar patrons as we loaded our equipment made us immediately feel right at home. We sold 4 albums before the show started and fielded demands for RW T-Shirts! By the time showtime rolled around, we were ready to soar for these friendly folks. We gave 'em 3 long sets of sizzlin' acoustic rock...They gave us latin ballroom swivelling hips on the dancefloor...birthday parties...hallelujah circles... and dumbfounded looks...like we've been locked away in the desert woodshedding somewhere in what's left of the dry pine forest...and drug our sorry dusty asses into the big city... to slay the wide-eyed, tender footed flat-landers with Ellensburg's finest Ravinwolf jam...ah look honey...turtles...we love every last one of 'em! Thanks Laurie, Lindy, Josh and the crew...we'll see ya in December with bells on!
Oct 4th, 2008
Lovingly we refer to this month as ROCKTOBER!!!
We headed out of the gates full speed ahead this month in Issaquah, Wa, for the Annual Salmon Days festival...organized to celebrate the return of the Pacific Northwest Salmon fish to the local streams and rivers of the Cascade foothills. Unique in its own right and a town Ellensburg's Downtown could learn a lot from, the community of Issaquah has erected a fish hatchery at city center! Very cool. We returned to our local haunt, Pogacha, and aroused a festival crowd full of old friends and new patrons to cheers and foot tapping as the Ravinwolf Unplugged Trio...complete with Matt on Stand-up bass & high hat groove...a listening-crowd pleasing show. As usual the staff was very friendly to us and the chef's prepared a find leg of lamb...and homemade ravioli...Spotted at the scene was the beloved mother-in-law of the King of Cowboy Blues...she is quoted as saying..."this is my favorite rendition of Ravinwolf yet!" Thanks Mom!
As usual, Ravinwolf was hard up to find late night snacks...Fat Burger...closed...rapping on the window of Krispy Kreme at midnight got not donuts down our craw...toughing it out...we settled for pepperoni stix and pastrami sammys...again. Thanks for having us, Issaquah!
Sept 26th & 27th, 2008
This weekend we found ourselves in Leavenworth, Wa, for the 44th annual Autumn Leaf Festival and 2nd Annual Cedar Street Block Party....not quite mentally prepared for the whos down in Whoville experience from the twilight zone...and...after playing to a politically charged crowd during Friday night's Presidential Debate...amidst broken transmissions, cold feet and excellent new sister band encounters...we strolled the Saturday morning crowds to the waves of Autumn Leaf princesses, at least 10 marching bands decked in their finest uniformity, proud men in lederhosen, milkmaid- St. Paulie Girl pooper scoopers, clydesdales and a Bavarian spirit like none other than Germany itself. I think we were still wet behind the ears from rainy Thursday's concert on the street in Issaquah...nonetheless...we found the nearest tow strap and with the help of our independent and geologically charged friend Drew, we hauled the gig rig up to Cedar Street to set up for a Block Party Barack Obama would be proud of! THE SHOW MUST GO ON !!!
We had the honor of playing with our new friends 'Off the Grid', finding with them a special bond of massive amounts of time on stage...sarcasm...love... and...awesome songwriting skills. The magic of the evening began with an acoustic set from RW and a rockin' reggae-jam from Off the Grid...as the sun set and the fire pits lit up the evening street, neighbors danced, spun and twirled around the caveman's lamp...tossing our minds back to a more peaceful time of neighbors loving neighbors.
Magic lingering in the starry night, Gypsy Jamey, King of the Cowboy Blues, took to the stage with Off the Grid's Eric, Prince of Dred...sizzling slide work alongside tumbling ska notes and Just-Jeff's popping funk bass made for a grand finale' to rival anyone's top 10 musical experience The 2nd Annual Cedar Street Block Party promises to be the highlight of our musical experience year after year!
THANK YOU LEAVENWORTH!!
Ravinwolf, determined to make good by their honor and word, made a fantastic showing in Issaquah for "Music on the Streets", a weekly outdoor concert series sponsored by the Issaquah Chamber of Commerce. Despite unloading our gear to the rhythm of the downtown rush-hour traffic signals, legally and illegally scampering across the street via the pedestrian crosswalk one speaker at a time (avoiding the rollers in our rear view mirror), circumnavigating the oil tanker who wanted our parking space at the gas station we could see from our street side stage, we set up our humble show in the drizzle of the Western Washington mist and played to city buses, carpoolers and pedestrial passers-by who were rushing around to escape the rain on a Thursday night. Needless to say, we rocked...capturing the the Kodak moment in the musical terrain of hard-core.
Tonight was a night Ellensburg, Wa, can be proud of...raising over $300 for the World Society for the Protection of Animals Hurricane Ike Disaster Relief Project! The community gathered at Lilly's Cantina around 7pm tonight for a showcase line up of local talented musicians...including...the Blackout Bros, soloist Katie Ann, and even an unplugged and rock set from Ravinwolf. Recovery efforts after a Hurricane requires substantial effort to rebuild. Sometimes because of the dire need for human disaster relief, animal relief is another
added burden for the citizens of the affected communities and a relief that can be slow in coming. Ravinwolf has been a member of the WSPA since 2003 and regularly donates a percentage of their CD sales directly to the disaster relief organization.
Katie Ann The Blackout Brothers
performing Jewel's Original Jam
'Save Your Soul'
Sept 11-13, 2008
Thursday...
We were happy to be in the town where Ravinwolf first launched itself at the Brick Tavern, Roslyn, Wa...on the anniversary of the day that changed the fate of Western Civilization...a candle lit show was a moving memorial for Sept 11th this year and we dedicated our time and energy in the form of musical prayers going out to all the families that suffered great loss on that morning in 2001. Love to the nation...
We rocked the Kasbah in Yakima, Wa ...our first time at the Yakima Sports Center... and the walls were crawling with Ravinwolf fans new and old! Much thanks goes out to our sound guy and new friend...optician extraordinaire... DAN! After an awkward meeting between Jamey and Dan in which Jamey proudly states that "a bee stung my ass today"--while reaching to shake Dan's hand in greeting (not knowing that Dan was our BOSS!) and a ...simultaneously very tweaked out and intoxicated cretan was singing at the top of his lungs next to Jamey during said introduction...Dan wondering...oh ...is this RAVINWOLF...we established a very good repoire with the new club, don't ya thnk?!! Once we cleared up the confusion and the cretan was put out of his misery, loaded in with our usual consummate efficientcy and precision and electrified the audience for a good 4 hours. No keyboard casualties this week, despite the rockin' dance floor and mackin' going on all around.
Treestock II marked the end of our productive week...and we were ready for the stage today.
CC... MIA...Rodney, FaeRaven & Jamey plugged on through the sage swept air and gave a show stopping performance on the flat bed that sounded like 6 guitars and 2 drum kits...
Crowd comments were positively flattering...thanks Verne and Mary for a fun time once again! 
To Winthrop we will go...to Winthrop we will go...hi-ho to Jerry-o... to Winthrop we will go...
Escape the Rodeo...escape the rodeo...hi-ho to Jerry -o! To Winthrop we will go...
Deer nibbling the grass in our campsite...Canadians nibbling in our cooler...just like summer camp! Playin' the streets of Winthrop would have been the highlight of the weekend had it not been for the elk encounter at midnight after the show or the billions of stars overhead. Sweet echoes of acoustic jam trickling off the Methow River behind us as we left the Old Schoolhouse Brewery Beer Garden tingling with delight ...Cassidy...Bluebird Sky... Stick to yer Guns... feel gut grooves that even the band enjoyed.
Afternoon naps on the grass...Winthrop candy...
Our undying gratitude goes out to the friendly staff of the Old Schoolhouse Brewery for making this weekend a sweet memory for Ravinwolf! See ya next season!
August 16th
Here we are again...dejavu...back in Cle Elum...
Diamondback's Casino...Friday night veritably uneventful, with the full moon risin'...Saturday was a wee bit different. C'mon...
Where you at cry-baby! The word is out...Ravinwolf Rocks! The whole town of Cle Elum came out for Saturday night's show! Complete with the presence of Maestro Garey Williams on the kit, the house was rockin'! All was going well...when an overweight, overserved and overwrought Gin-Wrangler, just slippin' into the dark realities of a major blackout... rushed the stage during a blistering Caveman solo...straight into FaeRaven's 88-key Roland and sent it flying across the stage, through a couple sets of shins and onto the stage floor...like a brick... the bleepin' blappin' blunderin' bloated blob in the late stages of alcohol poisoning just looked at us like deer in the headlights, with a trickle of blood runnin' down his forehead...he wasn't dead so we killed him with kindness...we actually stopped the song, administered first-aid and let the milk flow under the bridge.
The bouncer was nowhere to be seen and yonder-come big fella as soon as we started the next rocker. Jamey spent most of his solos sitting on a monitor between FaeRaven and the drunken sot...scowling and ready to put ancient meaning as to why they call a guitar an axe. Our thanks to Robert Gould for his excellent bouncing expertise and for capturing the digital moment.
August 14th
Ravinwolf made a guest appearance at Lilly's Cantina in Ellensburg, Wa. tonight,
thanks to the hospitality of the Wolfman, hot-licks Cordell and Rockin'-Rodney who are hosting a live music jam Thursday nights at Lilly's. We'll be back in this local venue sooner than ya think! The infamous 'Blackout Brothers' were heard...and seen... blacked out the next morning...all over the parking lot...what a talented bunch! Hang in there ev'ry body...
The dog days of summer have definitely arrived!
August 8th & 9th
The week of August 4th has proved to be a fine week of tested friendship for the ole Ravinwolf Gang. Swilling on the banks of Lake CleElum under a fingernail moon... "the blood of the Cherokee and red eyed whiskey shall not meet"...Fae Raven walking the blistered mile down into Roslyn, enjoying her first Hope Source Bus journey back to where we all came from...we made it safely to our own beds by Wednesday... at least. Minimal harm done, scally-wags!
Friday night we actually made it back to Cle Elum for rehab...I mean the 3rd Anniversary Keg Cellar Party. Wall-to-wall patrons graced our presence, a full buffet and leis greeted us at the door. We gave 'em a full night of groovin' unplugged jams to a full dance floor. Old friends dropped in and new ones showed us some love as well. Wheel-chairs and harmonicas our newest friend...a silver kitty...we mistook for our own one-eyed-kitty (Lil Cloud) who we thought to be a stow-away in the cargo trailer...made a bratty appearance during load-out...playing us for the stray fools we love to be...begging fried rice, crab legs, cheese and chicken wings. She followed Dan James home later that night. We were relieved she still had both eyes.
Saturday, we hit the road for beautiful Twisp, Wa. Alas! How weak the mortal frame! ... the vessal for faded dreams and new flare ups of long lost hope that follow us down the road. In Twisp, the northern Grey timber Wolf had recently made it's presence know on the ridge above the house where we slept. The proprietor of the Club was just ducky and the crowd applauded us after solo's... The band house was something out of a coffee table mag. Very nice. We'll be back afore the snow flies again.
Gathering up the straggling band members...CC retrieved from Antlers Tavern where he uncovered stories of the struggling baby salmon eggs on the Methow being trampled under foot by the fly-fishing-flat-landers...Matt retrieved from the hops vines in the beer garden at the Pub...Rodney...well he cleverly drove himself...FaeRaven retrieved from her photo-shoot...and Jamey retrieved from the wolf den....we motored home to the sounds of Randy California & the band Spirit ripping ...Nature's Way...of receiving you...
August 1st & 2nd
Cle Elum, Cle Elum, Cle Elum...there's no place like home.
Seems we've been playing up and down 1st st for quite some time now...
But, we think the highlight this weekend was the unplugged show at your friendly neighborhood bar Mike's Tavern. Rocking the rafters, leaving them begging for more...we had 'em soft shoe-ing on a dance floor heavily sanded with peanut shells. Special appearances were made by dueling harp players...in Gillespie style, Randy with his understated blues riffs kept Leather Soul's, Mitch, on his rockin' Blues Traveller's toes all night long to some acoustic back porch jams. What a treat.
Saturday nite...we crossed the street and tipped our hat a Diamondback's Casino once more for a full tilt, double percussion concussion where fresh from LA, LaDonna, sat in with FaeRaven for some sizzling Sugaree blues that would have made Jerry Garcia blush...or not. We look forward to having LaDonna join us a little more often as she settles into her Northwest digs on the Seattle scene.
July 25 & 26,2008
Welcome to Selah! Folklife fans popped up at the Selah Mining Co. this weekend. This hardwood venue with the world's nicest staff and tastiest restaurant burger made with real bacon and onion rings gave us the calories needed to make it through a late nite bachelorette showing on the dance floor. By the end of the night the girls were playing the drums and we were sitting the set out...well, almost...cardboard cut-outs be damned! In between nights, we tripped to the licks of Alice Stuart and the Formerly's at Jazz in the Valley in Ellensburg, Wa. A veritable treat.
We were treated so kindly at the Mining Co and to a friendly nite of hard won sweat and music jams we were spent... everyone except for Rodney, who continued playing into load-out once again.
The infamous Pat Moss made a most unexpected and gracious appearance Saturday nite for a full set of Ravinwolf...we gave him the full rock-star Gorge show...we were flattered...to say the least...we haven't seen Jamey since.
Most memorable moment of the weekend...
As usual...
Was after the gig at the gas station...
Once again loading our propane lighters and stocking up on pastrami sandwiches and post-gig beef jerky & good n plenties...putting our last $28 bucks into George W's pocket, gathering all the straggling band members...when...the nozzle of the gas pump behind us jumped right of it's hitch and onto the ground. The lever clicked up 'ready to pump'...we all looked at each other in silence and chalked it up to our brother Billy tagging along with the musical convoy...since we debuted another one of his trusty 'guaranteed to fill the dance floor' covers, America's 'Horse with No Name' tonight...he was right all along.
July 18th...
Shhh....Double bookings be damned...good karma...bad karma...dues to pay...whatever...
We're grateful for the moment to breathe this week...and took to Cooper Lake to clean our ears, vibrations and let the glacial air filter our tears into some new lyrics.
For those of you who have never experienced it...Cooper Lake is the sacred, magical, silent
motorless mecca it's rumored to be. When I die, lay me down on the banks of ole Coop, beneathe
the old cedar bat tree ...sprinkle my ashes in the alpine waters...crystal tears of the mountain...
I'll dry her eyes there for eternity.
Three Queens, Bear's Breast, Big Chief, Mt Daniels, Mount Polly...All beneath a full summer moon.
July 12-13, 2008
YAKIMA FOLKIFE FESTIVAL!!!!
What a great show...
What a great music-lovin' audience...
Thank you Yakima for the warm reception...
The mishaps of Friday nite behind us...we adorned our best Sunday attire and stepped into the Greystone Restaurant for a surreal set as an acoustic trio featuring Professor Bret Smith on mandolin...opening with Robert Johnson's "C'mon to my Kitchen" and John Phillips' "Me & My Uncle", we had the crowd unexpectedly on their feet and shouting for more. Stunning us with their cheers, we froze, not quite knowing what do to next except, of course, play music. With the meter in our heads and the gig gods on our side, we were able to pull off an ethereal version of our usual riff-raff of original music...coming around the horn to an invisible drummer only we could hear in our heads, and changing up our rhythms as Dr Smith chimed in and traded fours with his back beats and high-class runs on the mando rivaling the licks of David Grisholm and Jerry Garcia...cheers followed every solo...so closely...we felt like real jazz musicians...unbelievable and instantaneous feedback so foreign to our road weary bones...a very heartfelt thank you goes out to everyone who was at Greystone for that one. More to come for you Yakivegans.
Sunday afternoon was a scorcher as well, as we pulled out the big guns in plus 100 degree temperatures at Franklin Park, literally and musically, for a short but savory set of our best jam folk rock...sporting songs such as "Call of the Wild", "Last Cowboy" and "Orenda"**...knocking the daytime crowd onto their knees begging for more and sending that orb or musical energy from Folklife right off the stage into the desert sand.* We were lucky enough that afternoon to share the line-up with Star Anna and the Laughing Dogs (www.staranna.com ) who warmed up the stage ahead of us...my (FaeRaven's) personal favorite song "Bed I've Made" made my hair stand on end...nice job guys...AND the Seattle based act and RW myspace pals The Dandelion Greens !(www.thedandeliongreens.com ) With their Dylan meets Prine songwriting style and percussive stand-up bass and banjo rythyms, they wrapped up our weekend with the finest whipped cream and cherry folk blues. We're hoping to join up with these guys in the future for an allstar jam!
...later that evening...
Dr Smith made a brief appearance at RW headquarters to pick up his gear...
8 hours later we were 3 sheets to the wind in the middle of a front yard jam among the petunias goin' round and round the world in Robert Johnson fashion...reviewing his full repertoire of Dead tunes and Pink Floyd jams...what a nite to remember!
*Dr Smith managed to remain cool and collected in his usual fashion during the Franklin Park set.
**Rodney Turner receives the "BEST DRESSED" award for the weekend sporting his authentic African tunic and trousers gifted straight from Nairobi!
July 11, 2008
Sizzling was the nightlife in Naches at the Country Rock Cafe this weekend! High decibal Van Halen pouring into the streets from the club next door as we covered the happy-hippy tunes of the decade before. Once again...RW swept the streets clean in Naches...last seen on the scene about 5 years ago with the Billy Bilyeu Band...it was nice to be back in our old haunt. Bill's spirit was with us tonight as were the citizens of Naches. Pumped up on the eve of the Yakima Folklife Festival we were pleased to warm-up our weekend first out of the gate. In his rarest form...stoked for the weekend line-up, our brother Rodney made his best showing yet...his tongue! What a trooper! Give that man a raise...
We were lucky enough to fill the room with family on Friday night, with Nephew Josh and wife Jennifer...and the guitar player's (Jamey) sisters and aunts and uncles with long lost ghosts of the Cherokee nation in tow. However well we did, the most noteworthy event of the eveing was the bonding that occurred between the bass player and the kit drummer (Chris & Matt). Carpooling together was the best ride they've had yet enduring the full Ravinwolf experience. In the 1978 green goblin Caddy...Cassidy II...they sailed in together down the windy Yakima Canyon without a problem until the evening's 40oz thick ale tall schooners set in during load-out for our youngest member (Matt-inee)...and a couple of post-gig pastrami sandwiches, and the usual entree..beef jerky...most of it ended up in the River on the way home from what we hear. . .
July 5, 2008
A live live groove at a brand new venue for Ravinwolf this weekend in Issaquah at Pogacha! Fine fine food...compassionate crew. The highlight of this trip wasn't the music, however, it was a stray hound dog we call the Tramp. Upon our afternoon arrival to the club, we noticed the Tramp wandering the parking lot as the club owner and bar manager were trying to round up the brown and white mutt . Hungry, begging but scared as the dickens, the poor dog was unapproachable within a few feet. We fed him Spaghetti, New York Steak, Pad Thai, and puddle water late into the night. The dog catcher made a showing, but left quickly when he realized he was unwelcome and not skilled enough to round up the Tramp! Should have pictured that RW mutt. We're hoping he'll make it home after the Fourth of July noise, we tried to load him into the cargo trailer (Moby Dick) with the rest of the black boxes but he politely declined.
...meanwhile...
the music we laid down a Pogacha was a tasty change for this best kept secret live music venue in Issaquah, usually reserved for fine live jazz & blues. Ravinwolf's genre of jazz was bluesy and very well received , a refreshing change according to the local clientele...befriending a Cabo contact ...new myspace friends...magazine editors...album reviewers... and our buddy the Tramp...we left with no regrets! We'll be returing for more great folk jams in October!
...later that evening...
...bug eyed bartenders...and stray dog behind us...we made it to the corner to fill up our propane lighters and the gas tank with George W's high octane fuel where we hid in the bushes until the coast was clear to hightail it home...all the way...Rodney talked himself to sleep...CC ate his Reeses PB cups and somehow...when we finally reached our destination all was well except for the chocolate streak on Rodney's shorts and our new van seats...hazing among players welcome, I suppose.
July 4th, 2008
Hope for the nation this year in the form of peace and love...
Hope for Ravinwolf in the form of our new Rhythm Devils...
As promised ...our July 3rd, Thursday nite comeback at the Brick Tavern was a show stopper!
What a warm welcome we received by a new generation of mountain girls and rasta board boys!
It was nice to play for all those mountain twirlers again into the wee morning hours. The house was rockin'...Matt held down the fort for brother Rodney during a sizzling version of Caveman brought to life by his cave rattling timbales...woodpecking tree clickers...and far-out forest sounds. After the show we witnessed a RW-load out drum circle...I think Rodney was just getting warmed up. Wood chips flyin' down highway 10 as we hightailed it out of town! Excellent showing.
Ravinwolf had a blast sharing the line-up with a new Washington State talent "Another Fifth" at
Cle Elum's outdoor 4th of July Street Fair...Pioneer Days! Another Fifth features a brassy bayou sound wrapped around bluesy jams and 'deadish' rhythms. They're an act to keep a close eye on in the coming year. Fresh, souful, fun and funny original jam rock. Check 'em out at www.myspace.com/anotherfifth ...
June 29th...yeah, the whole spineless month!
We are happy to report there were no fatal complications with the band this month except for the fact that we lost a sound board, dropped a JBL and forgot the cymbals a time or two. Thanks to the hospitality of Cle Elum, Snoqualmie and Leavenworth, Wa, we made it through the Spring relatively unscathed.
On June 14th, we arrived at the Snoqualmie Brewery & Taproom in style aboard the new Ravinwolf Gig Rig …”El Blanco”… our new 8 passenger van ....Dr. Smith and Rodney got a first class nap on the way to the gig...
Warmly received by the burg of Snoqualmie, Wa…a premier for the 5-piece version of Ravinwolf Unplugged, we left some jams behind that would have made Jerry blush. Dr. Smith on mandolin was outstanding while chasing Jamey around by the half-step, climbing to acoustic heights that rival the avant garde of jazz while maintaining a rhythmic battle with FaeRaven…AND simultaneously staying away from most of the orange food available (except for the Chili Fritos road snack on the ride home).. Later, in the evening…Jamey’s classmate, James Russell Bender showed up to celebrate his mother’s 80th birthday…it all went off without a hitch…even the 80 candles didn’t smoke us out of the juke joint.
50 mph over the pass don’t stop us as we headed back to Diamondback’s Casino for a rockin’ 2 night stand with our brand new band member Matt Reiger…WELCOME MATT! Exactly. This new talent comes straight to us all the way from Arlington, Wa. We retrieved him from Wolf Haven ourselves and Rodney flew him in to take on the drum kit. Thursday, July 3rd , you can witness the two of them having it out on stage with us at the Brick Tavern at 8pm sharp…our very own rhythm devils. Rodney say, “Y’all better make your reservations now for that percussion concussion!” 
June 28, 2008
Last nite must’ve taked the cake for the month of June as we wrapped up the live line-up in Leavenworth, Wa, at the Munchen Haus…an outdoor beer garden at the doorway to the Alpine Lakes Wilderness. Brats and beers and cheers left us spent, wrung and happy in the first summer heat. We hear it was a nice change from the usual polka jams that come and go. Except for the borrowed cymbals…I’m pretty sure we left a sparkling impression for next season. LA’s Hell Cat Records made an appearance at the show along with George Clinton…can you believe it! Shouldn’t a miss that one.
You never quite know what you’re gonna get…
But it’s always tasty with Ravinwolf…
‘til next time…Sayonara …and don’t be strangers!
May 24, 2008 - Yeah, the whole spineless month.
Welp, this guitar slingin' life is a dirty business, but we wash our hands most times before we eat. Tail's waggin' the dog, this bein' Satra-day and all. We're the proud parents of a double-banger yesterday...Seattle/NW Folklife...(big stage...big fun...cool show...saw old friends...reminders of old medical tents...dead shows)...AND...DJ's Lounge/the Starlite Resort...(where they never cease to amaze us with their neanderthal meets yetti approach to drinking)...see ya tonight ya spineless-bastards...hope you got some sleep!
To the well-meaning food stand that fed our Phd of music, Dr Smith(Cello/mandolin/guitar)...a glow-in-the-dark tofu dog...yesterday at NW Folklife, (was that tumeric?)...anyway, many happy returns. ..gotta party 'til ya puke I guess...
We're still lookin' for the spineless sneaky snakes that stole our banner. We wish 'em no harm, but sure don't wish them well. You can still bring it back...'it'd shore up your karma a little bit.
We've taken a couple body punches this week and are deep into a tough tug-o-war between the yin and the yang. Road life...what ya gonna do... Lost a JBL Main Speaker to gravity (roadie mishap), and a big stage wedge monitor ...do to bad horrible icky-poo messy baby sound engineering...(Jamey said, "My bad").
So just an update: We got 'em right where they want us...the garden's a growin'...so is the price of gas...so we're growin' our own fuel...how 'bout you? Have you been sittin spineless? You better get up and check out our schedule and get out to see us soon...we miss ya!
Much love to y'all,
The Band
May 19,2008
Friday and Saturday...lemme see...'Call of the Wild' and 'Foolish Girl' are getting some stage time. Oh, yeah, we had Garey laughing so hard on stage behind the drums, that he couldn't play until composure was regained (from Jamey's subliminal political asides on the microphone)... it was good to see our old friend Dr. Zentner, the bad-ass guitar player himself and a genious of geology.
Chris (Bass) and Garey(Drums) get the spineless-sneaky-snake award for the weekend for sitting out the entire 4th set...arranging cardboard cut-outs or actual human being stand-ins we're not sure to fill their spaces on stage...spineless-sneaky-snakes.
Besides the flying teeth, the mud, the blood and the beer, the ambulances and the cops...it was a pretty good 2 nite stand at the Casino!
Batten down the hatches Cle Elum, we're comin' back in June and we mean business this time! We'll see all you punkin' rollin' brush poppers there!
Sunday saw us travelling early over Blewett Pass to frantically get there and play hurry up and wait. Seconds late. Twist of fate? Questions on starting time were involved. It's all good...it was a 14 hour day...A hearty handshake to y'all at Uncle Uli's, thanks for your kindness, we'll see ya again soon enough...you guys sure know how to boogie and ya know Robert Hunter lyrics better than we do.
Spineless sneaky snake award for Sunday's gig, goes to...envelope please...yes!!!! Mr Chris (Bass) who managed to conjure up a wax figure replica of himself that he had somehow programmed on break, to finish the 4th set! Hats off to ya dude...you're a frickin' force of nature. Chris II, we're just kiddin'...it was nice meeting you and you were rockin'! Probably see ya soon enough.
Runner-up was FaeRaven, who stole Jamey's subliminal funny guy idea from the night before and managed to insert references to said political asides mentioned above during an actual flippin' song. Jamey's okay, but he really did fall off his acoustic stool in fits of hysterical, untreatable and uncontrollable laughter, he was gone for about a verse and a half...we're still kind of waiting for his full return (Jamey says,"...paybacks...").
Even though we fed Rodney(Congas-Percussion) pretty good... he ate 2 whole plates of ribs and took some dinner home too... we worked too him hard we think... we played 7 sets for godsakes...we had one of the cardboard cut outs or was it a wax figure(?) ...drive him home. We talked to him this morning and he says doesn't remember who we are?...cool...clean slate...just kiddin', my brother from another mother...
Batten down the hatches Leavenworth, we're comin' back in June and we mean business this time! We'll see all you punkin' rollin' brush poppers there!
December 24, 2007
When I think of all the hours we've put into the new CD (Buttons and Freedom), and all of the little accomplishments along the way that were milestones, during the past 10 months, we are overwhelmed by the grace of time and spirit at how far we've come. I can't think of a single change I'd make to the recording. It is all that we've envisioned from day one when the song, just an embryo itself, was written years ago. Our personal undying gratitude goes out to the band mates who put their life force into these songs, the neighbors who believed in us, and the fans who long for more. We have it for you. - FaeRaven
December 2, 2007
We were quite pleased at the turn-out for Toys for Tots this year! All of the contributing bands and attendees were excellent and consummate professionals in their deliveries of a blazing tribute to rock 'n roll. We'd like to personally thank Mike Klampher for inviting us all to play at the festivities and to each and to every musician that donated time and energy to the event: Movin' Mountains, The Embers, Star Anna & the Laughing Dogs, Rhythm Junction, and S.D.I. ...it was a pleasure running sound for you all! - Jamey
November 30, 2007
You guys, late night...listening and I'm totally digging what you guys did with the vocals and cello. That's what it's all about, the "eagles fly" and the reverb and how it all works with vocals, well
done! Allen did nice things there. I'll keep playing some fine notes for y'all Cello and Mandolin, I definitely want to chime in musically. Stoke the groove with some red hot notes. Jamey wasn't Take Me Away an old one I would have known from the old days? Sounds so familiar, either I learned it or you psychically channeled it into my brain stem later.. you old dog, wouldn't put it past you....ha ha... Heather you sound Frigging LOUD AND PROUD in the voice, wow. Following Jamey's lines with nuance, wow, wow, that's killer just like the greats! And the whole lead vocal female with "balls"
jeez you guys you're onto something great (as if you didn't know, I'm just really getting it now, needed to let you know!) - Bret