News

So, in the past few weeks a lot has happened in regards to The Danger Bears. A lot of what I would call News.

1) We have been practicing for our Coffee House show more than we have ever practiced for any show... ever. To be honest, we rarely actually run a set and prepare a whole lot for any shows we do. Usually we just freak out seconds before the show, scribble a bullshit set list and then forget to bring it up with us. By the time we get onstage we only know the first song in the set, and that we are royally screwed. With a stupid smile on my face I will ask Claire what we are preforming next (into the microphone), trying to sound like we know and I'm just asking her to announce it- in reality neither of us really know.

A foot away from the mike, a five second dialogue ensues... goes like this. (excuse the racy language, I'm just trying to be accurate)

Claire (hushed voice): What are we playing next?

Dane: I don't #ucking know!? How about All I Really Want Is You? The girls love that.

Claire: (adamantly) NO, let's do New Song.

Dane: We just did New Song, why don't you want to sing All I Really Want Is You? It's a great song!

(angry glare)

... fine, let's do Chicken Scratch...

Claire: yeah, that sounds good. (into the mike) one, two, three, four

Song Plays

Sound like fun right! WRONG. That's why we are practicing our set list, so that we will not have these polite conversations off-mike any more.

2) My room mate John Oven is a bastard.

...No, that is true but that's not what I wanted to announce on the blog, that's just common knowledge.

Oh yeah, my room mate John Oven is playing Bass Guitar and Harmonica with us at Coffee House. My BAMF* cousin Alex was benevolent enough to give us his bass guitar. Thank you Alex, because now The Danger Bears will have BASS which sounds awesome. John will also be playing harmonica at the show as well. I love John, basically he learned two instruments in a matter of weeks.

*(Alex paid me to insert the bamf)

3) DRUMS

Claire, John and I happened to be jamming in Dickonson's basement one weekend and he came down and jammed along. The dude can play anything and everything and he's exceptionally talented. Now he will be playing with us on the 3rd as well.

This is all coming along quite nicely.

On Friday The Danger Bears performed at the Haiti open mike and got on the local news.

My Dad called the next day ecstatic because he saw Claire's hand on the news...

(here's the link)

Gonzaga holds concert for Haiti victims

More to come

-Danger

New Song

Our Friend Lingie Park made some pretty awesome videos of us this summer,

just thought I would share one with you.

I'm still trying to figure out the whole video

posting thing, I hope this works.

A Day In The Sun

The Story Continues...

We continued to record, not every day, but about every weekend. Those days were some of the best. Huddled in the soft light of our music room, just letting music take control. We wrote and recorded our second song Suitcase, which was about escaping. At the time I felt caged by my parents and fascinated about living without someone constantly checking up on me. Originally the song was meant to be a duet between Claire and I. Unfortunately Claire struggles with singing it, so it ended up with just me singing alone from two different point of views.

Suitcase

Grabbed my suitcase off the shelf,

The zippers come undone.

The Train is in the station,

The Boat is in the dock,

And I would lock my door but,

I would need a lock.

(Chorus)

Where I'm going, I don't know,

But I know I'm on my way.

Where I'm going, I don't know,

I'm not getting there today.

It's a beautiful day outside,

And I am on my way.

My hair is greasy,

My shoes a little worn.

I don't care I was naked when I was born.

(Chorus)

She took her suitcase from the shelf.

She better come back, or I will raise hell.

If she is going then, I'm gone too.

I'm not gonna let her, turn me blue.

Where she's going, I don't know,

But I know she's on her way.

Where she's going, I don't know.

She's not getting there today.

(oh no no not today)

People judge her as she walks on by,

She doesn't acknowledge judging eyes.

They can't change her,

So why should she care.

They can't make her take the flowers from her hair.

Where we're going, we don't know,

But we know we're on our way.

Where we're going, we don't know,

We're not getting there today.

Oh no no, not today.

Written By: Dane Breslin

Composed By: The Danger Bears

We played Suitcase for a long time and had it on our myspace, and then one day we just kind of stopped playing it so much. No particular reason. We had two songs up, and now we needed a a photo of us. The first one's we took ourselves and then later our friend Jeffery took some for us. They were taken on a really fantastic sunny day and I think that they perfectly depicted our music and outlook on life at the time. We were a little duet band who was having a blast just playing to ourselves. Our songs were cheery and honest. Everything was brand new to us.

We were 17 and the world was beautiful.

-Danger

Stella

STELLA- And I'm not talking about my mom's favorite beer (but if you asked her you would find this fact to be outstandingly true).

Claire and I are back in Spokane and we are getting ready for our big show February 3rd at 8 p.m. @ CofFeE HoUse.

Today was a big day, because some big purchases were made.

1) I got a new guitar (Christmas) a brand spanking new Takamine, I've never had my very own guitar so it's kind of a big deal to me.

2) Stella the Rat, my present to Claire for her birthday. She wanted a rat, so we went to Petco and this awkward lady helped us pick out a rat. I worked at a pet store for two years, so I know my shit. Like how to pick up rats by their tails and put them in little boxes and give them to customers who later feed them to their large snakes. Haha, yeah, so I don't really know much.

When I was a kid however I did breed mice with my sister and brother (another story for another time).

We then went back to my dorm and played a little music and put Stella's cage together. My room mate John flew in at 8:40 so we had to pick his bitch ass up. Before we picked him up we dined on the always fresh Subway, 5 dollar footlong. I asked for extra banana peppers and Claire and I couldn't stop having a weird conversation about what we were going to slap each other with...

I'm pretty sure we freaked the poor girl serving us out. Whatever, I wanted extra banana peppers (or pepperchinies? )

Subway is my savior.

I love my school. I love my guitar. I love my blog.

-Danger

New Year, New Hope

It's the new year, and at this particular moment I am feeling particularly poetic.

On the very last day of the very last year of the very last decade, there was new hope. I spent most of new years eve at Claire's house catching up with friends and toasting. The evening was mildly uneventful. The new year came and we cheered because that is what we are supposed to do, and slowly the guests trickled out the door like wax down the side of a candle in a Catholic cathedral.

For the first time in a long time and for the first time in the new decade, Bear and I sat down next to each other and played in her backyard grotto. I think in a lot of ways we have grown callous to our own music, to playing. We know what we can do and we rarely choose to really challenge ourselves. I think this has led to a lack of passion in our performance, because that's all it had become, a performance.

Her fire pit gave us light as Jenna, Nadia and Jeff laughed by the jacuzzi. I sat in my place on the left of Claire, I like being on the left. I guess it feels like home. There was nothing particularly spectacular about the performance, just the feeling that I had about it. I felt like I did in the beginning when I sang just for myself, and that is a beautiful thing. Then we played Falling Slowly from the movie Once. We had attempted the song before but in the chorus Glen Hansard hits some freak notes, and I never could quite get it. I had come close but not consistently. So, we had stopped playing that song, unfortunate because it's a beautiful song. Anyways, someone asked that we play it (can't remember who) and I laughed and explained that we couldn't because I couldn't hit the notes. We ended up playing it anyways and right before the chorus I told myself that I was going to hit those fuggin notes. And I did, every one.

For a second Claire looked at me and I thought her eyes would pop out of her head. I almost shit myself. I think it truly was a new years miracle. Also, one of the dark hairs ( explain that later, but I can't remember who it was) gave Claire a list of songs we should learn, and last night Claire sent me her recorded cover of Beautiful Love by the Afters.

For the second time this year I shit my pants! I have never heard Claire sing like this before, so soulful and full.

If you click the title of the post it will take you to our site and you can listen to it, do it. now. I promise you won't regret it, unless you hate good music of course. Then you probably shouldn't be reading this blog (sorry, but it's true).

We ended up staying up until 4 a.m. and talking about where everyone would be in 10 years (like anyone has any idea). Whatever, it was fun to imagine where we would be, and what our lives would consist of. What we discovered is that wherever we end up we will be loving life, and we will have music and friends.

Now I need to continue getting ready for our big show on February 3rd.

Happy New Years!

-Danger

BEST WEBSITE

I found this website and it's so funny I honestly am shitting my pants laughing. Here's one page that's about bears (appropriate I would say)

Check it out...

http://www.thingsbearslove.com/