Tonight Is Your Night Bro.

Tonight I am calling out to all you heavy metal maniacs.  You warriors of Rock N Roll.  Tonight I am calling all you dirty leather clad disciples of mayhem.  You proud junkies of sleaze rock.  TONIGHT IS YOUR NIGHT BRO.

That's right welcome once again to HAIR IN THE AIR, The Official Blog of 3D In Your Face.  As the holidays draw upon us the first leg of our fall/winter comes to a climax.  We just finished up a three day long party for our lead singer, Hot Rod's birthday.  No sleep, long drives, and endless amounts of laughter followed us from Omaha to Sioux City and many places in between. 3D In Your Face has become a well oiled machine over the last three months, not only physical but musically and emotionally.  As we sat down to dinner Thursday night as a band, I looked around the table and was so thankful to be in the company of my best friends in the world.  I had a moment there at that table, right before Playboy started telling us about his night and getting picked up at the local adult book store.  This erupted into a three hour dinner conversation of dick and fart jokes sprinkled in with a little Mexican food.

So far this tour has been more successful than I could have imagined.  I'm not talking monetarily successful but successful in the fact that we have made so many new friends along the way.  Not just fans, but friends that I would let take my grandmother to the airport.  People who are proud to be life long sleazy rock n roll heavy metal freaks.  I always thought I was the only one.  Sitting around that dinner table with the entire band surrounding me, I couldn't help but think that these guys have become my family and I wouldn't trade it for anything .  But even bigger than that, my family has grown to encompass all the new friends I have met over the last three months.  I wish I could name them all of you right here on this blog but I will leave that for you to do in the "Comments" box.

From day one I always thought that 3D In Your Face had a very special relationship with their fans.  Today I don't even consider you our fans, you have become my allies, my family, and rock.  Everyday I am amazed by the kindness and passion you have shown to us.  We rolled into Sioux City last Saturday and there were already people waiting for us to arrive.  Some of you brought us food and can tabs.  Some of you traveled long distances to celebrate with us.  Our shows have become more than your average rock n roll shows.  It's almost as if every week we get to have a family reunion with our favorite cousins and wacky aunts and uncles.  We all come together to celebrate life and celebrate rock n roll.  From this point on my goal is to throw away the old stigmas of the band/fan relationship.  I want things to be different.  There are no more rockstar egos. We are all in this together.  The support that you give to us only fuels us to play harder, to practice longer, and to travel further.  Believe me when I say to you that heavy metal never died.  Sure there have been some ups and downs but it never went away.

Bands can come and go but the music that they make and the people that that music touches will last forever.  That is the beauty of this crazy carousel  we are all riding, it will always come around again.  These last few months building up to New Years have been by far the most eye opening months I have ever had playing in a band.  My mission is to reach ever damn one of you.  I want to shake your hand and have a long passionate discussion on KISS' first five records.

This Friday Dec. 21st we will be celebrating the end of the world or the Mayan calender, which ever you prefer at the 21st Saloon 96th and L st. Omaha, NE. As usual we will have a lot of surprises in store for you.  We have a load of people traveling from out of town and there is plenty of room at the Griswald Family table.  "Save me the neck, Clark".

See you all soon.

HAIR IN THE AIR
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Hot Rod. The Man, The Myth, and The Rockstar

Hello everyone and welcome to another amazing edition of HAIR IN THE AIR.  I am so proud to be coming to you with almost 1500 page hits under our belts.  You people are unbelievable.  If you have been following us on facebook or been to our shows you know that this week we are celebrating our lead singer, Hot Rod's 50th birthday.  So I am going to dedicate this entire blog entry to him.  I have found some pictures and I have some stories that I hope you all enjoy.  We will be celebrating his birthday three times this week.  Thursday night at a surprise destination, Friday night at the 21st Saloon, and Saturday in Sioux City at The Fourth Street Bar.  Three parties you say?  This man deserves an entire week of parties, motorcycles, fireworks, and lasers.  This is going to be a big deal and I want all of you on board to help celebrate.  We need to throw the biggest bash we can for Omaha's King of Rock N Roll.  So here you have it, to Alan King, one of my best friends and band mate for almost 8 years.  HAPPY FUCKING BIRTHDAY.  Lets tear this place down.

Lets begin back in the 80s shall we.  I know I wasn't born early enough to remember the 80s but I have had the front row seat to all the wildest stories you can imagine.  Just last week Alan told me a story about one of his first bands "Rage".  The story goes that the band landed it's first few gigs at the Omaha high school prom dance.  The shows were killer but they had no PA and no money to buy a nice PA rig.  So Alan went out and built his own PA.  He built the cabinets and installed the speakers and slowly "Rage" started playing local clubs to happy bar owners.  The band wasn't yet old enough to drink so they didn't cause any trouble and this made the bar very happy.  Well things would soon change.  Now I am not for sure the order of all of these bands but I will throw out some names for you.  "Fury" "Break Out" "Justin Morgan" "Harder Faster" "Castle" and of course the band he has been leading for almost 13 years 3D In Your Face.  

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Alan was never one to go quietly into the night.  The first thing I remember about Alan wasn't the big hair or wild clothes it was the voice.  This dude can truly sing.  I found out that he studied music in college and was in the choir at UNO.  I have never met a singer who can do what he does night after night and never complain about his voice.  He is unstoppable.  Not only can he sing but he can write music, play the piano, slap the bass, and shred on the guitar.  Alan is the ultimate show stopper.  If anyone has seen a 3D In Your Face show they will tell you he does it all.  From the moment the trailer doors hit the ground to the moment they close, Alan is in the zone and doing what he does best.  Not to mention he drives the bus every night.  Which inevitably brings me to my next story.  I was always told about this old school bus that Justin Morgan used to travel in.  The story goes that Alan bought this school bus and fixed it up to be a band vehicle for him and his band mates.  Well no ordinary yellow school bus would be appropriate for this Rock N Roll outfit.  So he took black and white house paint and covered the entire bus in zebra stripes.  For years this bus was his home.  Back then bands didn't just play one or two nights at a club they played 6 nights a week at the same club and traveled on Sundays.  They would all stay in a band house or back room where the party would eventually wind up after the shows.  Remember this was the 80's so they reveled in every moment of this.  This was life as they knew it and they couldn't have been happier.  Chairs in the pool, wrecked hotel rooms, band break-ups and make-ups, to much booze, and lots of lonely nights.  Alan King lived the life that everyone dreams of living as a young musician on the road.

Fast forward a few years and a few bands to 3D In Your Face. Alan has been the lead singer, manager, accountant, booking agent, and all around brains behind 3D In Your Face.  I have had the amazing pleasure of being his guitar tech/stage manager and now comrade in hair, as the bass player for the wildest band I have ever been in.  I look up to Alan like a mentor.  He has been there and done things that I can only dream of.  Alan has taught me not only how to be a better musician and performer but also how to be a better band-mate and friend.  I not only respect him as a musician but I love him like a brother.  Through the good times and the bad times I have never seen Alan lose his composure.  He is a true rock star by every definition of the word.  The last year of my life has been the funnest and happiest year I can remember, and I own it all to 3D In Your Face and Alan King.  You lead buddy and I will follow.  Happy birthday Alan you deserve the best.

  As always I want tell you a little about what is going on for us this week.  Thursday we will be celebrating all damn night long at a special place in Omaha.  Sorry I can't tell you where but shit I have to keep some element of surprise.  Friday we will be back at the 21st Saloon on 96th and L st.  Our residency is going strong and more people are coming out every week.  Spread the word.  This weeks sponsor is Cupcake Kati.  She will be providing homemade cupcakes to the first 100 people in the door.  That's right it's going to be a party and we are supplying the cake.  Saturday we are making the drive to Sioux City, IA to The Fourth Street Bar downtown.  If you haven't been there you are missing out.  For this show we are proud to announce the Sioux City Roller Dames will be selling merchandise and preaching the good word of Derby to all you wild people.  Three amazing parties all crammed into one week.  Also if you are a morning person I will be making a special guest appearance on The Siouxland News at Sunrise this week.  Set your DVR's and invest in Red Bull because you are going to need some energy this week.

I want to leave this as an open ended invitation to you the readers.  I want to encourage you to share your stories about Alan King.  Wish him happy birthday.  But always remember be proud of who you are.

 "Music is an emotion that everyone experiences differently. Let the music release those emotions."  Alan King.

Until next time.
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Let's Take A Trip Shall We?

A huge hairy hello to all you metal warriors.  It's time for another edition of HAIR IN THE AIR.  Before I get started I want to touch on something from last week that really has made me proud to be in 3D In Your Face.  As most of you know Friday Nov. 30th we did a show with The Glam Gore Girls at the 21st Saloon in Omaha, NE.  For this show we also teamed up with The Food Bank for the Heartland to raise money for the less fortunate in the Omaha metro area.  I just had a conversation with the director of The Food Bank and he let me know that together we raised $174 and 40 lbs. of food.  That's right you crazy Rock N Roll fanatics found it in your heart to donate your hard earned money and make it possible for people to eat during this holiday season.  That much cash and canned food will provide 500 meals to people all over the Omaha area.  Thank you so much to everyone that donated.  Thank you to The Glam Gore Girls for helping us raise this money.  Thank you to our fans for supporting us in every endeavor we throw at you.

With that being said, this week we are doing something very special for our Friday night show at The 21st Saloon.  On Dec. 7th 3D In Your Face will be throwing our first ever Fat Jaks class reunion show.  That's right kiddies, we are figuratively going back to the 80's; with the midwest's premier Rock N Roll club.  Everybody who was anybody was at Fat Jaks.  All the biggest name bands from around the area made a pilgrimage to this holy rock night club to play, drink, and indulge in all forms of pleasure.  Never heard of Fat Jaks?  Well don't be ashamed.  I wasn't old enough to enjoy the magnitude of Rock coming out of this wonderful place.  But, you better believe I have heard my fair share of stories about this place.  "Fat Jaks this".  "Fat Jaks that".  "I got a blow job at Fat Jaks".  It never gets old.  This place was legendary and on Friday Dec. 7th, we will be celebrating all things Fat Jaks and all things 80s Rock N Roll.

As I said earlier I was never old enough to go to Fat Jaks.  But I am a firm believer that every band that tours regularly has a form of their own "Fat Jaks".  So sit back and let me paint you a picture of a legendary punk rock club that I used to frequent a few years back.  When I was 18 I helped to start a punk band named OFFICIALLY TERMINATED in Fremont, NE.  We were always different than most bands and we out grew Fremont real fast.  The band moved to Lincoln and started playing the club scene and touring regionally.  During this time (2007-2009) I was playing lead guitar and the band was playing everywhere that people would let us.  A friend of mine started a production company and started booking bands at the now infamous Saddle Creek Bar in Omaha.  Now kiddies this bar had nothing to do with Saddle Creek Records, quite the opposite.  This bar hosted blues, metal, hardcore, and most of all punk shows.  When you first walked in the place smelled of cheeseburgers (this is usually a good indicator that the club is going to get wild and you are going to have a lot of fun).  The stage was small but had a drum riser and a few lights.  The weirdest thing was, that in the middle of stage left a giant pole stuck out of the stage and went all the way to the ceiling.  I never understood why they just didn't take the pole out (load bearing I would guess).  The sound was amazing for punk shows and the PBR flowed like wine.  But most of all the reason why we loved this club was because they gave us free booze and we were known to indulge quiet heavily.

The Saddle Creek Bar became one of those places that we played religiously every month or so.  We would always load the bill with up and coming bands and get as many drunk punk rockers crammed into the room as possible.  The Shidiots are a band that survived this time period.  If OFFICIALLY TERMINATED and The Shidiots where playing together at The Saddle Creek Bar you better break out the plastic underwear and call yourself a cab.  We played there a ton of times but for the life of me I can only remember one show in particular.  It was a cold day in Dec and my best friend and guitar tech had just purchased a band van so OFFICIALLY TERMINATED could drive in luxury and style.  Little did we know that the $300 dollar Econoline couldn't drive faster than 50 mph.  We loaded up our gear and headed for The Saddle Creek Bar for our show.  After three hours on I-80 we finally made it to Omaha.  We pulled into the bar and the owner (A very cool guy, who loved music, and did great things for the music scene in Omaha) was waiting outside. We jumped out of the van and ran over to shake his hand.  "You guys are late and you are on now".  "Grab your gear and get on stage".  If anyone knows me they know that it takes me a good hour to get dressed for a show.  Not that I am all that concerned with fashion, but between the hair, makeup and tight pants it takes a few minutes to get it all right.  So as my guitar tech started setting our gear up, I ran to the ladies room to get changed.  Get your mind out of the gutters.  All the mirrors had been broken out of the men's restroom.  I open my suitcase and to my surprise, I forgot all of my makeup.  I started to panic.  The people were ready for some nasty punk rock and I had to eye shadow.  Sierra being quite the smart girl picked up a cube of blue pool chalk and handed it to me.  To my surprise it worked and looked pretty cool.  We got on stage and tore the place a new ass hole.  45 minutes of pure ground shaking punk rock fury covered in blue pool chalk.  As I said before we ended up playing The Saddle Creak Bar many times but for some reason all the other times were very blurry.

Fat Jaks.  Saddle Creak Bar.  Every band has this same club and I want to hear about it.  This is me calling you out.  I want to know about that bar you played that you called home.  The bar that brings up a few good memories and lots and lots of blurry ones.   This Friday we have the great pleasure to celebrate Fat Jaks, but you know what, this is going to be more than that.  We are celebrating our history.  We are celebrating Rock N Roll.  Friday night I will look back and remember playing snot-nosed punk rock to a room full of PBR drinking hooligans.  I will remember Dean, standing in the front row drinking Pepsi and loving every minute of it.  I will remember a van with amazing interior lights but couldn't make it up to the speed limit.  I will remember The Shidiots and Noise Junkie Productions.  What will you remember?  What will you be playing for?

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The Fluffier Side of 3D In Your Face

Hello everyone and welcome again to another wonderful edition of HAIR IN THE AIR.  The Official 3D In Your Face Blog.  A very hairy-hello to you first time readers and welcome back to all you repeat offenders.  I am very excited this week to be writing about a topic that is very near and dear to our hearts.  We are going to be diving very deep on this trip.  I am talking behind behind the scenes.  The idea for this weeks blog came to me at 3 AM while we were riding down the highway in the bus.  As a band there really aren't a whole lot of things we talk about at 3 AM on a cold ass bus heading towards home.  We talk a lot about the military, because it seems to intrigue us quite a bit.  We talk about the crazies at the last show, two bar fights at our show in Rock Port, MO.  Last but not least, and this always gets brought up, we talk about our cats.  For some reason or another everyone in 3D In Your Face is or was a cat owner (except Playboy, he tends to hate most animals).  We as a band have a pretty solid rule, "Never bring up your cats to a stranger in public".  It never sounds as cool as you think and it makes you seem like a crazy person.  Well right here right now I'm going to be doing both of those things and I don't care.  I'm going to lay it out on the line.  I'm going to show you our best friends.  I'm going to show your our constant companions.  No matter how long you've been gone, no matter what mood you're in, and no matter how bad you smell these furry guys will be there waiting at the front door for you to walk in.  Unconditional love cat-style.  Welcome my friends to the "Fluffier Side of 3D In Your Face".

First off I would like to start out with a cat who is no longer with us.  Alan "Hot Rod" King was the proud owner of Alex.  Alex was a main stay in Alan's house.  Every time I went over there I remember walking in on this amazing ball of fur.  One of the nicest cats I have ever met.  Alan rescued Alex when he was a kitten in Gretna.  Alan had picked up another job at a bowling alley to make some extra crash.  One fateful night after the bowling alley closed Alan came in to clean the lanes.  As he was walking back to his truck he heard Alex off in the distance alone and helpless.  Next thing you know Alex is scooped up and brought back to Alan's house.  Alex was the roar behind this rockstars scream for 18 years.  Alex you are always missed and never forgotten.

Second, third, and fourth we have the two kings and queen of the Snyper Castle.  Cosmo, Jeep, and Stimpy.  If you have ever been to Snyper's house and most of you haven't.  On any given day you will find a coffee table full of guitar parts, a stack of guitar cases on the ground, and a couch full pur-maniac cats.  These three beasts were all rescued from around the country.  Jeep the cool cat, was rescued from North Carolina and is a Hemingway Cat.  He has extra toes for more traction.  Jeep.  Get it?  Cosmo was saved from a shelter in Cleveland.  He a black cat and is the most miscivious of the group.  Stimpy is the lone female and Snyper considers her the Diva of the group.  Stimpy just always has that look on her face.  How can you say no to these three?

Fifth and sixth we have Troy "Phase 2" Way's two furry devils, Sam and Polly.  Troy was the only one that followed my directions and wrote bio's for his cats.  So here you go.
 Sam is 12 years old and we have had her the whole 12 years she has been alive.  She got here nickname (puppy) as a kitten, when she wanted to play she would growl at you like a dog.  Then she got bigger and older and we had to pick out a new nickname, Fatty!  She is a huge cat weighing in at around 22 pounds.  She can be a real bitch and not like other people, but she can be really protective of her surroundings and of me and Jamie.  She Rocks.  Next is Polly.  Polly is 8 years old and we rescued her from an abusive family.  She wandered into a back yard at a 4th of July party Jamie was attending and at first glance she thought Polly was a rat.  When she went and picked Polly up she was going to return her to her owners yard.  The people at the party said "Don't take her back, those people hit animals".  So Jaime decided to bring the cat home and we would find a good home for her.  WELL!  Once I got home and saw that beautiful cute face it was love at first sight.  Polly is my best friend and baby.  She greats me at the top of the stairs everyday and she can't wait for me to pick her up and hold her.  Polly is one of the biggest babies I know.  She will start to cry if I leave her too long....actual tears!  She is the best!

Lucky number seven is my cat Domino, and yes he is named after a KISS song and he knows the song is about a girl.  Domino was rescued one fateful night as I was coming home from a string of shows.  I was dead tired and heard this little sneeze.  There he was sitting on my stairs.  Two years later I find myself with a 20 pound best friend.  Domino is like me in almost every way.  He is loud, he is very very hairy, he plays to rough, he must always be the center of attention.  His favorite band is KISS and he really enjoys listening to records with me.  Domino is a free range cat.  He does what he wants when he wants and I never give him shit because he never gives me shit about being gone all the time.  I love this guy and I always look forward to opening my door and seeing him run out and down the three flights of stairs.  He is on 10 all the time and that is why I love him.

Last but certainly not least is Jake.  Jason "Chapz" Husak has arguably one of the wilder cats.  Jake is a Maine coon that tips the scales close to 25 pounds.  Jason told me the story that when he went out to look for a cat this little guy literally reached out and petted him on the hand.  "I think I love you".  Jake enjoy's wrestling in the snow, long walks on the beach,  furry mice, and Meow-Mix dinner by candle light.  Jake also likes to stay prim and proper  so Jason is forced to groom Jake like the lions of Africa.  Watch out home invaders this cat isn't messing around. The constant companion, Jake is always there for Jason.  Road warriors destined to spend their lives together.

We have a lot of great things coming up for you this week.  First 3D In Your Face will be taking a trip to see our personal stylists at Gloss Hair Salon and Day Spa.  This amazing team of women have been doing our hair for the last two tours.  It is not an easy job but trust me when I tell you, they are the best of the best.  A big congratulations, Gloss Hair Salon was voted The Best of Omaha  2012.   Melissa and Krisha and her team have taken hair, makeup, and massage to the next level.  If your in Omaha you need to check them out.  Of course Friday night Nov 30th, we will be playing at the 21st Saloon on our End of the World Tour.  This week our sponsor is The Glam Gore Girls.  These amazingly beautiful women combine sex and glamour with dark evil horror.  Intrigued?  We will have models on hand for you to view in the flesh.  We are also teaming up with Food Bank for the Heartland to raise money for those less fortunate in the Omaha Metro area.  To Summarize, Friday Nov 30th, at the 21st Saloon 3D In Your Face along with The Glam Gore Girls will be taking donations for the Food Bank of the Heartland.

Put your HAIR IN THE AIR and crank it to 11.  Lets party.
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I Am Thankful For Pants.

Welcome to HAIR IN THE AIR the official Blog for 3D In Your Face.  Thanksgiving is right upon us and I wanted to do a special Thanksgiving edition of HAIR IN THE AIR.  But I want to do something a little different.  3D In Your Face isn't your normal rock n roll band and because of that I want to give you, the reader, a little something extra.  I am so proud to say that we have finally hit over 1,000 pageviews.  My goal was 1,000 and we took that puppy for a walk.  So sit back and enjoy the Thanksgiving edition of HAIR IN THE AIR.

Thanksgiving has been one of my favorite holidays for as long as I can remember.  It ranks right up there with Christmas and the Fourth of July.  I look forward to this joyous holiday even more now because I don't live in my hometown and this band keeps me so busy I rarely ever get to see my family.  The traditions and celebrations, the food, the company, and the chance to be at home all combine to make Thanksgiving a holiday I don't ever want to miss.  Lately as I have been browsing my news feed on facebook, I am reminded of a Thanksgiving tradition that I absolutely dread. Ever year this age old tradition sneaks up on me and I promise myself "Next year I will be prepared".  I like to think that every family experiences this tradition in one way or another and certain people are better at handling the pressure than others.  I unfortunately am one of those people that crack under the pressure.  What is this time honored family tradition that I speak of?  It is none other than "Lets go around the table and everyone say something they are thankful for" game.  

Let me start you from the beginning here and explain myself a little better.   Imagine this, I am forced out of bed at some inconceivable hour (roughly noon).  I have to get dressed and brush my hair which has no chance in hell of looking normal.  I must wash all the makeup off your eyes, so as not to look disrespectful.  I am then hustled into a car and driven off to meet my waiting family.  This is all pretty normal  so far, and I love seeing my family.  They kick so much ass you wouldn't believe if I showed you.  By this time I am famished.  I am like a Grizzly bear just waking up from winter hibernation.  The greatest meal of the year is spread out before me.  Everyone takes there places and the anticipation grows ("Save the neck for me Clark").  Then the exact moment that grace has been said, and the potatoes are about to be passed, someone pipes up "Why don't we go around the table and give everyone a chance to say what they are thankful for".  Damn it, I forgot again.  I had the whole car ride to prepare and I have nothing.  My mind has blanked out.  So it begins.  My brother hits a home run with "I am thankful for this food we are about to eat".  Sister a line drive "I'm thankful that everyone traveled safe to get here".  My other brother "I'm thankful for all the new additions to the family".  Then all eyes are on me, I begin to sweet.  Damn I have nothing and we can't begin dinner until I say something I am thankful for.  Don't get me wrong I am thankful for a lot of things and on a normal day I could write you a three page list.  But at this exact moment everyone of those things has left my mind. So I say the only thing I can think of.    "I am thankful for pants, I guess."  Pants! Really, you said you were thankful for pants?  As much as I love pants, dad isn't going to be so thrilled with the idea of turkey, stuffing, babies, and pants.  The moment passes and I vow "Next year I will have the best one ever, my family will cry tears of joy when they hear what I am thankful for."  Of course this never happens.  

What does all this have to do with 3D In Your Face?  Well we have started our own little tradition. I won't lie to you, we as a band do not always get along.  We are brothers and we fight like any band has a tendency to do.  People get negative and say things they don't mean and we have to pick up the pieces and move on.  We love each other but living with three other guys for a long period of time gets a little heated.  So whenever things start to get dark, I mean really start to turn south, someone will eventually pipe up and sing this song.  This song has pulled us out of many tense moments.  Do you remember that scene in Ghostbusters 2 when they fill the Statue of Liberty full of slime?  They use New York City's positive energy to move The Statue and defeat Vigo The Carpathian.  When ever negativity tries to destroy 3D In Your Face, it is the responsibility of the one of the other guys to sing "Your love keeps lifting me higher. Than I've ever been lifted before."  So in this time of celebration lift your love up.  Lift that love higher than it has ever been lifted before. 

And don't for get.  

I am thankful for PANTS.

We are coming at you hard this Friday and Saturday.  Friday, Nov 23rd we will be in Omaha at the 21st Saloon.  The show starts at 9:30 and our special Friday Night Sponsor is going to be the Omaha Zombie Research Society.  The will be doing a special Q and A regarding all things undead.  They will also have merchandise for sale and a slide show presentation about what to do when the Zombie Apocalypse happens to you.  Saturday we will be in Rock Port, MO at the Black Iron Grille.  If you have never been down there you wont want to miss out.  The food is great, the smokes are cheap, and those crazy people in Missouri sure know how to throw and all-out 80's blockbuster.  ROAD TRIP.  See you all soon and enjoy the holiday.  I know I will.

HAIR IN THE AIR

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When All Your Cards Have Been Laid out.

First and foremost I just wanted to thank everybody who reads this blog and also for coming to see 3D In Your Face live.  In just a few months HAIR IN THE AIR will have had over 1000 views from crazy heavy metal fans all over the world.  When I first started writing HAIR IN THE AIR I didn't think it would take off like it did.  Thank you again for finding this and taking the time to read it.  To quote Mr. Lewis, "The Heart of Rock N Roll is Still Beating".  

Recently it was brought to my attention that 30 years has passed since the dedication of the Vietnam Memorial.  This coinciding with Veterans Day here in America really made me take a minute a reflect on all those soldiers fighting for our right to be free.  My grandfathers were Korean Vets and my best friend and 3D In Your Face guitar player is an Afghanistan and Iraq War Vet.  Some of my fondest memories were stories my grandfather would tell about this far off land and a distant war.  He had such honor and charisma, and I knew he had seen just about everything imaginable.  But every time I saw him he made it a point to ask how my band was doing and where are adventures had led us.  Same thing with Snyper, our guitar player.  Some of my favorite memories from this last tour where on the bus rolling down the highway at 5 AM after a gig.  Snyper would tell those of us still awake about his time spent over seas, jumping out of planes, sleeping in the desert, and eating tree bark.  He was in the thick of it, and survived it all.  The stories could last for hours but I never ever got tired of hearing about these distant places and these honorable men fighting for our country.

So where am I going with this.  Well, because of the actions of these brave men and women we get the chance to live free of oppression.  We have been given the chance to be the people that we want to be.  I am eternally thankful for the price that the men and women of the armed forces have payed for us.  They have made the ultimate sacrifice.  

I am finishing up a song (hopefully for the new album) that is my way of honoring those that came before me.  My grandfather may not have liked heavy metal music but he sure supported me and drove me to do my best in every aspect of my life.  If you don't stand for something you will fall for anything.  I get the chance to stand up on stage every night and scream as loud as I can, that I still believe in Rock N Roll.  It's not about fame, money, drugs, or women.  It never was about those things.  It's about that un-explainable energy and feeling you get when you hear Highway To Hell by AC/DC played as loud as the stereo goes.  We as a band get to preach the good word of Rock N Roll to you crazy heavy metal maniacs every night and if that isn't freedom than I don't know what is.  Here is a little snippet from the song I am writing "Someday down the line when all your cards have been laid out in front of you.  What will you remember?  What will you have stood for?"

This Friday Nov 16th, 3D In Your Face will be back at the 21st Saloon 96th and L st. Omaha.  Thank you to everyone who showed up last week, what a party.  This week we are thrilled to have Cafe L as our Feature Friday Night Sponsor.  Cafe L is located two doors down from the 21st Saloon on 96th and L st and serves some of the most delicious food the band and I have ever tasted.  They serve breakfast, lunch, and dinner along with a great selection of homemade desserts.  The prices are reasonable but most importantly, Lou the owner, loves what he does and it shows in everything he makes.  Cafe L will be serving you an amazing array of food right inside of the 21st Saloon.  So bring your appetites and get ready to have some fun.  We have some new songs to debut and don't worry we won't skip out on any of your old favorites.  

Cafe L Menu

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See you all soon.

And never forget..........

HAIR IN THE AIR 

SPADE

Please feel free to contact 3D In Your Face at 3dinyourfaceband@gmail.com

And That's When It Got A Little Hazy.....

What a weekend we had.  For those of you just joining us 3D In Your Face traveled to the western Nebraska town of Kearney.  I feel Kearney, NE is our home away from Omaha.  6 years ago our old guitar tech Shy Boy dragged me out to Kearney, NE to a club called Maxwell's, to help tech for this wild 80s hair band, 3D In Your Face.  It was love a first sight.  I was under age (sorry mom) but I got into the show because we were the crew.  Before we left I sprayed my hair pink and put on eye liner (this was before the HAIR IN THE AIR took over).  Shy Boy told me the guys would give me shit for looking like this.  I really didn't understand.  We were going to tech for an 80s hair band right?  Boy was he ever wrong.  We walk into the club and I meet all the guys.  They are all wearing tight pants with puffy hair and makeup.  I had seen 3D In Your Face before a few years back, at an outdoor festival but for some reason I wasn't impressed (I learned later from Hot Rod that the drummer downed a bottle of Tequila before that show).

Hot Rod at Maxwell's 2005

I was absolutely spell bound by the stage show, the lights, the PA stacks, and musicianship of this band.  They didn't even seem like the same band that I had scene a few years back.  I wasn't a rookie to the rock n roll scene.  I had done a few national tours with my punk band Officially Terminated, but this was something else completely new and different.  Soon the club filled up and the band really started to hit it's stride.  3D In Your Face has always been a great band but when a crowd really sinks it's teeth into the band, the four guys on stage become unstoppable.  From the first song to the last song hundreds of people were singing along and going crazy for 80's hair metal.  I knew every word to every song.  Even though I was playing a punk band I was still a die hard 80's hair metal fan.  I asked Shy Boy if this was normal because I had never seen this kind of crowd reaction for an original band or a cover band for that mater.  He smiled and said "buddy this is only the second night, wait until tomorrow".

Maxwell's pack in 2005

The band finished the show and commenced to party like true rock stars.  I came to find out that they actually had a tour bus that the entire club was invited to for an after show party.  Not in my wildest dreams could I have imagined hanging on a bus and partying with everyone from the show.  It was absolutely nuts.  This is where things get a little hazy   I don't remember the after party or where I crashed but I do remember one hell of a hangover the next day and thinking "How in the hell can we do another show tonight that will top the night before?".  3D In Your Face stepped up to the plate and blew my mind.  From that fateful weekend journey to Kearney, NE, I have traveled with this band across the country.  We have done some of the wildest and strangest shows you could ever imagine.  It has been the hardest trip of my life but it also has been the most rewarding.  And trust me I don't take any of it for granted.  There was a lot of hard work that went into 3D In Your Face before I joined, and for that I am respectful and honored to be a member of this band.

Current 3D In Your Face (minus Hot Rod) at Shooters Kearney, NE 2012

The first month of our End Of The World Tour has come to an end and I believe most of the bugs and stress we were experiencing has gone away.  There is no end to this tour insight but I do believe we are building to a culmination.  There are a few things I can see on that horizon.  New Years is going to be big, but even bigger than that will be a new original 3D In Your Face record.  We have been busting our ass' to write this record and still deliver the best 80's Rock N Roll show to all you fans across the country.  Believe me when I say you will have new music from us sometime before we kick off our summer leg of this tour (Is that broad enough for you?).


This week we will be back in Omaha at the 21st Saloon for the first ever 3D In Your Face--Air Guitar, Lip Sync, and Look Alike Contest.  We are formally inviting all our fans, on Friday Nov. 9th, to come play on our stage.  It is your turn to be the star, to command the audience, to climb that stairway to the Rock N Roll heavens.  You pick the song and you crank it to ten.  Dress to impress because you will be scored by three unbiased judges.  The overall champion will be awarded the golden  3D In Your Face guitar of destiny and $100 courtesy of Phillips Wiring.  Second and third places will be awarded the silver and gold guitar of destiny and $50 courtesy of Phillips Wiring.  For the official rules check out or Facebook event page.  The first round starts promptly at 10:30 PM.

Are you ready for a new era of 3D In Your Face?  Are you ready to have some fun?  See you on Friday.

HAIR IN THE AIR.
SPADE.