Call for submissions: Who Is Fogelfoot?

As you know, the name Fogelfoot comes from Dan Fogelberg and Gordon Lightfoot, but this has become hard to explain. For a while, we have been toying with the idea of an identifiable logo for the band and an actual character that serves as a logo.

For example, the character Eddie (middle picture), is an impish representation of good-time party band Iron Maiden. See Eddie dwarfing Satan at the end of the world. Ha ha!

Then there’s Jethro Tull’s Aqualung (why did the band, named for the inventor of the seed drill, not write an album about a man named after a seed drill instead of one named for a diving bell? Or a character named E-Z- Bake Oven?

E-Z Bake Oven, my friend
Don’t you start away uneasy
You poor old sod, you see it’s only me, your pal Seed Drill)

Finally, there’s the Gorton’s Fisherman (played here in a Gloucester, MA parade by Don Francis).

Fogelfoot would like an iconic logo figure based loosely on the spirits of these three beloved characters for our t-shirts and (eventual) album covers, and can offer modest payment and effusive praise and credit for the artist who creates the winning logo and character.

If you are an artist who is interested, and have an online portfolio, please get in touch with us via booking [at] fogelfoot [dot] [com].

Duct and cover: Bronson Bar 5.31

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Prior to Tuesday’s show at the Bronson Bar, Bucephalus popped a slide; I would have to hold it in as I played.

“You should use some duct tape,” said Rei Yoshioka, ardent fan.

“I would love some duct tape,” I said. Continue reading

To Know Fogelfoot Is To “Like” Fogelfoot

Has Fogelfoot played a show on a Thursday before? If there were ever a time for an official Fogelfoot historian and archivist, it would be now. I know we once played on a Saturday afternoon…

In any case, Fogelfoot returned to the exotic and frank Taix on a Thursday to delight a more-attractive-and-famous than usual crowd. It’s Hollywood, we know, but it was a Thursday night. None of our audience was filmed staggering out, screeching French obscenities, by TMZ (which is more than we can say for our Au Bon Pain gigs in 1998).

Because we only retain memories of lyrics, chord changes, and groupie maintenance, it is important to Fogelfoot to increase its social media presence, hence our interpretation of this Phil Sector song in a room full of attractive Hollywood cocktail waitresses.

September 18: Not the night Lance threw up in his car

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There are many dates that help to define a person, a band, a country. The day we get our driver’s license, the birth of our children, The Rolling Stones at Altamont, Pearl Harbor Day, the release of the first iPhone.

Then there’s the night Lance threw up in his own car after eating at the Cheesecake Factory and watching “Machete.”

Well, most of “Machete.” Continue reading