Monthly Archives: March 2010

The End

That’s right folks, we are right at the end of production for the album.  YAY!  We just have a few loose ends to tie up and be done here in a couple of days.  Then Mr. Miller will have his way with all the tracks and you should be holding a brand new DUM cd come the end of May or early June.

We are pretty excited about it; it’s definitely a progression from the first album.  Which makes us happy because we think that it’s something that all artists should do.  From the lyrics, to the arrangement, and the overall production value I think everything is sounding, “better.”  I put it in quotes because I know that really “better” is a relative term.  Just like all beauty is in the eye of the beholder, so all sonic madness is in the ears of the insane.

Also, posted some new pics from the drum sessions be sure to check those out.  I actually got a couple of decent shots of Miller; which isn’t easy to do because the man never sits still.


And on a final note David wanted me to say, “HI” to everyone.

Share the wealth and share the Love,

– Wentz


…or Emeryville. Between David, Marsh, and myself we’ve probably racked up about ten hours of sleep (all three combined) in the last thirty-six hours.  ABSOLUTE MADNESS!  We tracked the drums for the album today and we must say, Dave Criss came in and killed it!  He’s a helluva nice guy and a damn fine drummer.  Also, Scott Miller was kind enough to engineer it for us so big, big thanks to him again.

Between getting the drumage canned and a celebratory BBQ I have to say that all in all the past two days have been pretty awesome.  We NEED to sleep so I’ll post more info later but I did snag one picture of Mr. Criss to hold you over ’til then.


Love and sheep people cuz Imma be countin’ em,


p.s. If you’re wondering about Emeryville, it’s where we tracked the drums.  ; )

John Mayer

Forget the rumors you have heard.  I met John Mayer myself today and he is the coolest!  He played for about an hour to me and 40 other people in a lonely San Jose Shark Tank.  Being in a 20,000 person venue with only 40 people is interesting.  It seemed very personal, almost like we were watching him jam at home or something.  After the sound-check we went into the small green room where we talked to him for two hours.   He gave me some good advice about the biz and I gave him a copy of  Stirring Up The Echoes.  I hope he enjoys the music.

-David Unger

What Happened?

On a dark night with a chill in the air and the wind at my back here in the Bay Area I found myself listening to Led Zepplin’s, When The Levee Breaks.  Don’t ask me why but I was struck with a strong sense of longing.

There’s something about music that was produced in decades past that calls to me.  If you’ve ever moved away for a couple of years and then come back and felt that sense of “home,” that’s what it’s like.  And for the life of me I cannot place my finger on what it is about those old tunes that makes me feel that way.  Is it hearing that old warm analog tape sound?  Is it the fact that I heard all these songs growing up?  Perhaps it’s a romantic nostalgia for things that I’ve read about those artists over the years in countless guitar magazines or the cynical audio engineer who knows how much modern music can be manipulated in a computer.  The fact is, I don’t know.  All I can say is that I get a tangible feeling in my chest, like the release after a well deserved sigh.

Certain friends give me hard time for liking all of these old tunes and the bands of yore.   They say that I need to be in touch with what’s current and hip; that, “I need to know what people are buying and what people want.”  For some, this is the formula for success.

All of the sonic fruit of that bygone eras IS what continues to inspire me today.  It’s the romance and the struggle and the tragedy that draws me to it.  It’s imagining those four or five guys sitting in the same room together and hammering out the greatest songs of all time; and not knowing it.  They were just trying to write the best tunes they could with the tools that they had.  It just seems beautiful and pure, not digital and calculated.

Enough of the ranting though, the point is who ever you are and whatever it is that you do, find your inspiration and do your best.  When I see pictures like the one below (of Jack White) or come across that particular song that just happens to strike me the right way, I get inspired.  It’s the little things, like that, which keep me up late at night playing guitar to no one but the four walls of my room.  It’s about nothing more than the love of the art and the need to better myself and skills.


Stay inspired and spread the love,

– Wentz


I’ve kind of been on a kick of watching music DVDs the past couple of days.  I know that there are a lot of Sigur Ros fans out there but for those who aren’t aware they made a film a couple of years back called Heima. It’s a bunch documentary/live footage from a tour they did at home, in Iceland.  I think it’s particularly cool because some of my instructor’s at Musicians Institute worked on it.

The cinematography is absolutely gorgeous.  It’s like watching Lord of The Rings and wanting to go New Zealand afterward.  If you watch Heima you will just want to go to Iceland to take in scenery.  And once again for anyone who is a bit of a romantic about being an artist and making music, like me, the footage of them playing definitely doesn’t disappoint.  You get to watch four people have a series of great conversations without saying a word to one another.

A highly recommended addition to any music lovers video library.


Heima Trailer

As always Peace and Love to all hippies and non-hippies alike,

– Wentz


I sat down last night with the intention of trying to get inspired.  After putzing around Youtube for a bit and watching David Gilmour videos for a bit I remembered that I hadn’t watched the documentary The Future Is Unwritten, about Joe Strummer which I purchased a few months back.

Not knowing much about the man outside of his work with The Clash and Joe Strummer and the Mescaleros, I wasn’t really sure what to expect.  What I got was not only the best documentary about a single musician I have ever seen, but a narrative about a well cultured and fiercely individual man who used his celebrity to educate and empower.

I highly recommend this documentary not only to anyone who is a fan of the Clash but to anyone who considers themselves a romantic.



Love and tunes to all,

– Wentz