| T.S. PROFESSOR OF HISTORY |
Lead singer Tom Sean, born Thomas S. Mullaney, was recently hired by Stanford University as their new tenure-track Assistant Professor of Modern Chinese History. On May 17th, 2006, Sean received his Ph.D. degree from Columbia University, where he had been studying for the past six years.
Sean will be relocating to San Francisco in August, at which point he and his bandmate Ruben Mercado (still based out of New York) will continue to support the band's newest album, The History of Modern Silence, produced by Paul Mahajan (Yeah Yeah Yeahs, The National). Sean and Mercado have also begun work on the band's third recording.
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| MODERN SILENCE |
| The Black Spoons are proud to release their long-awaited sophomore album, The History of Modern Silence, which many of their fans got a chance to preview during the listening party at Knitting Factory in January. The album was produced by the great Paul Mahajan, who is best known for his stellar work with The National, the Yeah Yeah Yeahs, The Liars, and TVOTR.
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| MERCURY LOUNGE |
After two sold out concerts at Pianos, the success of the LONG LIVE CRAIGSLIST! show at Southpaw, and a host of positive reviews of our debut album, the premiere NYC club Mercury Lounge has finally taken notice.
On Saturday, January 29, The Black Spoons will take the stage, and we'd love for you to be there.
To guarantee entry and to receive a discount, you can purchase advanced tickets through our secure site using your credit card. Click here for more information.
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| What life is like in TBS |
Thank you to everyone who came out on Thursday for our show at Southpaw, and then on Friday night in Rochester. It was an absolute honor (and blast) to share the stage twice with Namelessnumberheadman.
After our set at Southpaw, we came off stage to discover that the one and only David Byrne had been in the audience and even picked up our album. David (or should we say Mr. Byrne), if you're out there, we'd love to hear what you think of My Dear Radium.
For those of you who'd like to know what life is like in an unsigned indie band from Brooklyn, try to imagine this:
Before the show on the ninth, the three of us finish our respective daily duties (Ph.D. dissertation, graphic design work, and psychosocial oncology research), rendezvous at our rehearsal space and load up our gear in a gypsy cab. We arrive at the esteemed Southpaw, load in, and have a hurried meeting with the guys from Namelessnumberheadman (and try to keep our cool while coming face to face with greatness). We catch Mussels impressive first ever performance while alternately drinking Rheingold (or red wine) and playing Galaga in the greenroom (Tom's favorite game on earth). Then we have our normal pre-show huddle and take the stage. The show is raucous and high energy such that blown out monitors and dead microphones can't dampen our spirits. Tom's mid-show Champagne toast didn't hurt either, kicking off Dave's birthday in style.
After closing with a kinetic road version of Marie Curie, we haul our gear offstage and go out to mingle with our fans and friends. This is where the trouble starts. While Namelessnumberheadman play a great set, the post-show birthday drinks flow and Dave and Tom become more than a little inebriated. As the night winds down, the gypsy cab returns and our gear is driven back to the rehearsal space with Namelessnumberheadman in tow. Both bands unload their gear and everyone goes their separate ways at about 3am, with the Nameless guys crashing on Dave's futon and floor. Then, 9am rolls around and it's up and at 'em. Namelessnumberheadman head off for Rochester where the next show is to be held. Dave attends a meeting at work that he couldn't get out of. Ruben is up doing yoga or something. Tom stumbles into Enterprise to rent a mini-van. The clock strikes noon and we're off to Rochester just a few hours behind NNHM. Ruben drives all 6 hours to the Visual Studies Workshop where we play a very fun set to a group of about 30 students who probably should have been studying for finals. We wrap up and hand over the stage to Namelessnumberheadman and get asked to sign a few autographs (very humbling) while watching them play a great set. After hanging out for a bit afterward, we decide to haul ass back to NYC so as to avoid paying for our rental van for another day. Another 6 hours of blurry-eyed driving pass, and we find ourselves back in Brooklyn at 6am on Saturday morning. This is rock and roll.
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| LONG LIVE CRAIGSLIST! |
On Thursday, December 9, we're taking it to the stage in honor of Craigslist and everything it's done for us/independent music at large.
One of our most beloved bands Namelessnumberheadman is driving in from Kansas City to play with us. These guys are phenomenal, and have received a jealousy-inducing review on the benchmark indie webzine Pitchfork. We're also celebrating Dave's birthday (check out the forum).
The concert will take place at the Brooklyn mainstay SOUTHPAW and it will sell out so please contact us soon for advanced tickets.
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| PIANOS SHOW SOLD OUT |
The unplugged show this Friday, November 12 at PIANOS is now sold out. The show is part of The Fall Collection, a twenty-one-day festival of music, theater, and film taking place throughout the Lower East Side. We know many of you wanted to get tickets, so you'll have first dibs on advanced tickets for our upcoming show at Southpaw on December 9. We're playing with the phenomenal Namelessnumberheadman. The show is a night of indie rock in honor of CRAIGSLIST and all the things it's done for us petit musicrats.

NEW PHOTOS FROM THE ALBUM RELEASE SHOW
We plan to show these to our grandkids one day. "Yes, little Ruben, back in the day Grandpa really did rock." Check them out in the gallery.
FOR FANS OUTSIDE OF NYC: OUR WINTER TOUR BEGINS OCT 29
Dates include:
DECEMBER 4 Harrisburg DECEMBER 10 Rochester
with dates in Boston and Montreal forthcoming
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| RELEASE SHOW SOLD OUT |
September 26, 2004
Dear Friends,
After the set at PIANOS last night, we were told that somewhere around 40+ of our people were turned away. They informed us that we sold out the club, and that it was the biggest draw at Pianos all year.
Apparently, they let in around 150 of our people, and then had to turn away the rest (for safety reasons).
If you were turned away, we are truly sorry.
Please email us at: pianos@theblackspoons.com
We want to make it up to you somehow. We have little to offer except My Dear Radium (our debut album), but perhaps we could give it up for less than it was at the show.
Thank you so much for coming.
So sorry they wouldn't let you in.
Tom, for all us spoons
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