Thursday, September 3, 2009

Pardner's Annual Labor Day Show - Sat.Sept.5-09



You may or may not be aware of the Atlanta band called "Pardner". If you are not aware of them, you shouldn't feel like you are out of the "loop", but you should feel a little twinge of "Dang, I wish I'da known this had been going on right under my nose".
Yes, Pardner has been a band for 15 - 19 years, (depending on whom you ask) playing a very strange, highly entertaining and accessible brand of Rock/Country/R&B filtered through a fine mesh of misfit, southern existential disbelief in the passage of time beyond 1981.

Pardner shows are sporadic, save for one constant: The Labor Day Show. The Saturday before labor day has long been a time for celebration in this crowd. For them, they're friends and family, this show seems to represent the end of both the Summer, and the Season of Good Times, marked by a much needed 4 day weekend to honor the workin' man.
"I say Labor, You say Day!"

Pardner, while masters of reviving the obscure Country classic, really seem to be hitting a late stride with their own original songs, which could now fill several albums, though they have strangely only recorded three songs in their entire history.
A large chunk of which chronicle the band's continuing fantasy construct of a communal 'lake house' in which a deep well of pard'lore' is constantly churning like a thick stew.

That said, in today's high-tech, electric world, I simply cannot believe that there are no pictures of them online, THERE ARE NO YOU-TUBE VIDEOS of Pardner. THERE'S NO SONGS ON MY ITUNES! How lazy are these guys?
Aren't all bands supposed to berate you with constant texts, emails, voicemails, myspace comments, facebook requests, and cold calls? Some bands go door to door, but Pardner; it's like they couldn't care less.
I don't get the joke. Where is your FACEBOOK FAN PAGE! It's like they don't want me to like them.
but I do, and so should you.

Come see Pardner with me on Saturday, Sept. 5th 2009 at the Star Bar in Atlanta, Little 5 Points and help me find out why they are so damn ambivalent about the future.
Show starts at 9:30

12 Comments:

Anonymous Parken Meter Fondler said...

WHAT THE HELL MAN

September 3, 2009 at 3:23 PM  
Anonymous Parken Meter Fondler said...

YOU MUSTARD HIRED TOTAL RONNIE MILSAP TO DO YOUR RESEARCH

September 3, 2009 at 3:59 PM  
Anonymous PMF said...

THIS IS THE FUTURE, AND WE ARE IN IT, AND YOU ARE IT

September 3, 2009 at 7:29 PM  
Anonymous Rhonda Fondler said...

They have videos out the wazoo. Just click on You Tube and type in =good for nothing

September 3, 2009 at 9:29 PM  
Anonymous Parken Meter Fondler said...

FIVE

FIVE DOLLAR

FIVE DOLLAR FOOT LONG

GRAB IT, SILLY RABIT

September 3, 2009 at 10:05 PM  
Anonymous total ronnie obvious said...

You guys aren't actually going to be at the star bar are you? I will take care of your attitudes then. I will remove your caps lock button manually and show you a better, safer place for it.
It's this kind of thing that keeps Pardner out of the mainstrizzum.

I have it on good authority that the conspiracy to discredit Pardner originates far higher up than you.
The truth? You can't even handle the lie.

peazzle.

September 4, 2009 at 6:10 AM  
Anonymous PMF said...

MAN YOU MUST BE SMOKIN THAT FURL

PARDNER IS IS WHAT PARDNER DOES AND WHAT IS IS NOT ONLY WHAT WAS - GOE TO YOU TUBE AND TYPE IN PARDNER AMOSE MOESES AND CLICK ON _P

September 4, 2009 at 7:26 PM  
Anonymous PMF said...

PLAY

September 4, 2009 at 7:27 PM  
Anonymous Parken Meter Fondler said...

PLEASE, HOW BOUT WE PUT SOME SOUTH IN YOUR MOUTH

September 4, 2009 at 7:34 PM  
Anonymous Rhonda Fondler said...

OMG he is passed out now - he looks like a beach whale on a tranpoline - I gess you can say any thing you want about Partner now LoL!

Go to You Tube and tupe in

I'M THE REASON I'M UGLY

LoL!

September 4, 2009 at 8:02 PM  
Anonymous Panama City said...

Oh please, why don't you put some South in your mouth.

September 4, 2009 at 9:28 PM  
Anonymous Polly Partnor said...

I tumble out of bed
and I stumble to the kitchen

Pour myself a cup of ammunition
I yawn and stretch and try to come to life

Out in the crowd the beat start's bumpin

And the folks like me

Are workinfrom Nine to Five!

September 4, 2009 at 9:42 PM  

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