MEMBERS AND INSTRUMENTS: Josh (vocals); Jon (guitar); Ryan (drums); Andy (guitar).
RECENT RELEASE: Secrets (self-released 2008).
KINDRED SPIRITS: Confide, seat cushions that act as flotation devices, Saosin, exits near the lavatories and above the wings, A Day To Remember, oxygen masks dropping from overhead compartments, Misery Signals
The bullish markets are over. Treasury Secretary Paulson’s wrangling an international financial disaster he inherited via the Bush brigade. And bands like Planes Crash aren’t about to pull any punches with their state of economic affairs. In fact, they’re putting it on notice: This rock & roll crud ain’t cheap.
Case in point: Planes Crash’s MySpace site sports a PayPal donation link buttressed with some verbiage aimed at padded wallets regarding the band’s lack of label and agency, which has rendered them “too poor to tour.” Yep, the paying of alms to rockers (recommended range by the band is a thin dime to a million bucks) is the modus operandi of our times. It’s a virtual open guitar case on the street corner—click it or lick it.
Of course, we want to see local acts like this melodic-core foursome tour and spread the IE-livin’ gospel far and wide. And fortunately, enough clicks on the PayPal link gave the band its first taste at a road-bound journey.
“It was the coolest mother-effing thing on earth,” says Josh. “On tour when kids would ask us where we’re from, we’d say California and they’d get way stoked and ask us about Disneyland, LA, and all the other weird crap that California has to offer. If anything, it’s a great ice-breaker and it keeps the conversation between us and potential fans interesting.”
Let’s just hope that their moniker isn’t prophetic if and when the economy improves and Planes Crash does become the jet-setting touring’ types.
“The idea behind it is to always fear for the worst and prepare yourself for it,” says Josh. “Planes fly all the time, in fact they’re the safest way to travel, but they definitely can crash. That’s basically how we think of it.”