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Dopa-Blog: The Road Journal of Dopapod – #3, Consider the Source, Sharts, and The Mummy.

As Dopapod hits the road in anticipation of their upcoming album, Never Odd or Even, (due out November 11), they have agreed to be our eyes and ears on the front-line of Rock-n-Roll and report to Honest Tune about what life on the road is really like for a touring band.  The band will periodically be checking in and delivering their thoughts and musings from the road.  After a stretch of six shows in six days, guitarist Rob Compa checks in while watching The Mummy (spoiler alert, it’s not as good as he remembered it was).


11698433333_a519e77b85_oHey guys! It’s me, Rob, again. I originally envisioned this blog thing being a little more of a collaborative effort wherein each week a different band member would type something up, but I just can’t stay away from all you lovely folks out there on the information super-highway, so I’m being greedy and just taking care of it myself. I don’t know how many of you have ever been on tour, but any task at all is a welcome occurrence when you’re sitting in the van anywhere between 3 to 7 hours each day for months at a time. So here I am again!


The last time I spoke of our epic adventure, we were on our way to Morgantown, West Virginia to play at 123 Pleasant Street. Well lemme tell ya, that was a hell of a night. We’ve played in Morgantown a handful of times and have always had a blast, but this marked the first time that we played for a sold out crowd. There’s no better term in this industry than “sold out,” so we were all walking on air.


Gabe MarinThe first set was solid and tight, with my personal highlight being when Gabe Marin from Consider the Source came up to play some guitar with us during our song “Bahbi.” We don’t play that tune very often anymore, and the studio version on our album Drawn Onward actually has Gabe on it, so I always enjoy hearing what he adds to the song. That being said, this particular version was easily my favorite one that we’ve played with him so far. All of the CTS guys are just about the coolest dudes you could ever find. You’ll never meet three cooler, more down-to-earth people anywhere. And as a guitar player, I just can’t stress enough how brilliant Gabe is. Honestly, every time I’m on stage with him, I can’t help but appreciate that I’m lucky enough to be playing guitar with someone who does things that I’ve honestly never seen anyone else do on the instrument. He is, for lack of a better word, a total motherfucker.


If the first set was solid and tight, then the second one was the exact opposite, but in the best way possible. We threw caution to the wind and played whatever we wanted. We took a lot of chances, some which worked and some of which didn’t, but man did we have fun. And the crowd did, too. We definitely put all of our energy into that second set, which was totally worthwhile, although the load out afterwards was a pretty agonizing endeavor.

Listen to Dopapod’s full show from 123 Pleasant Street here:

Finally, and most notably, the evening ended with easily one of my favorite tour stories of all time. Be warned, however; this tale is not for the faint of heart or weak of stomach. We all packed up and left for the hotel, with the exception of our monitor guy, Tim Foran, who stuck around to hang out with some friends he had in town. The next morning, he told us a riveting tale. After everyone had left, he had gone to a friend’s apartment next to the venue to hang out with some people. When they arrived, there was a person lying on the couch passed out, as is often the result after a rowdy concert. After a few minutes, this said person awoke to lean over the side of the couch and barf everywhere. That’s not horribly out of the ordinary, except that while in the process of spewing, the person let out a huge, wet fart and pooped their pants…They barfed and pooped their pants simultaneously…You heard me right.

So anyway…

Resonance FestAfter that, we headed to the great state of Ohio to play the Resonance Music Festival . We arrived to discover that it was extremely cold, although how could we be surprised when we’re pulling up to an outdoor music festival in the northern U.S. in October? We’ve dealt with colder, so we were ready. And despite the frigid temperature, we were warmed down to our plums with an abundance of good friends. As had been the case with every show of the tour up to that point, our buddies in Consider the Source were there when we arrived. But we were also greeted by our good friends in The Werks, Papadosio, the Main Squeeze and many more as well. It’s always good to get to a gig and have it be teeming with your best buds.


Our set was pretty standard, but definitely a good time. And we were honored to have our friend Dino from the Werks come up to play bass on our song “Black and White” with us. That tune definitely requires a little homework, so we were flattered that he took the time to study it, and he nailed it to the wall. After that, we brought up Gabe and John from CTS to play one more version of “War Pigs” with us before our bands parted ways for the rest of the tour. I’m gonna miss those dudes, but we always cross paths pretty frequently, so I’m sure we’ll see them again soon.

Listen to Dopapod’s full set from the Resonance Music Festival:


Sunday took us to the great land of Lincoln: Illinois, at the Canopy Club in Urbana. Now that we had parted ways with Consider the Source, we met up with another terrific band, Tauk . If any of you haven’t heard this band yet, they are absolutely fantastic and worth every ounce of hype about them that you may have come across on the internet.


15423570672_ee3b963291_oAfter sound check, I made my way over to the local college’s music building to teach a guitar lesson. I honestly love teaching when I have the time to do it. Before we started touring full-time, I actually made my living teaching in Boston at the School of Rock. It was a great time and although I would much rather play than teach, I miss it and the people I met doing it. My student for the day was a nice dude named Jonah with a really gorgeous Gibson ES-335. Really nice guy and he sounded great. Before we started the lesson he gave me a bit of a warning that he had already studied some of my playing, and had even learned a couple of our tunes. As soon as we started jamming, I could hear what he was talking about. A bunch of the lines he played were definitely similar to ideas that I often have when I’m playing. I’ve read some interviews with guitar players who say they don’t like it when someone copies their playing and feel they’re being ripped off or something. I, however, can honestly say I was moved that someone took the time to learn some of what I do. I know that when I hear one of my favorite players do something that really hits me, I immediately want to sit down and study it, so the fact that I played anything that meant enough to another player to dedicate their time to picking it apart was very, very cool to me. He even learned the fast middle section to “French Bowling” and the intro melody to “Vol. 3 #86,” although I can’t take credit for either of those since both those parts were written by Eli.


I headed back to the venue and listened to Tauk’s set for a little while, and man do I dig them every time I hear them play. They are a really cool blend of funk music that’s still forward thinking and unique, and they all play the shit out of their instruments while still leaving space for each other and being great listeners. I’m psyched to be able to listen to such great music before we play for the next few shows.

Our set was pretty fun, although I think we were all a little winded from playing six(?) shows in a row that week. Nevertheless, we persevered and had some good moments in the set. Since I was teaching before the show, Scotty made the set list for the night, which led to some really cool, different things.



So here were are now, making our way to Columbia, Missouri for the next show. I’m watching The Mummy as I type this, and it’s a way shittier movie than I remember it being. But whatever, I’m just down for anything to pass the time. After Columbia, we’ll be making our way to the great state of Colorado for one show in Fort Collins and two in Denver at Cervantes. Should be a blast. Til next time!

Dopa-Blog: The Road Journal of Dopapod – #2, Friendly Canadians, War Pigs, and BBQ.

As Dopapod hits the road in anticipation of their upcoming album, Never Odd or Even, (due out November 11), they have agreed to be our eyes and ears on the front-line of Rock-n-Roll and report to Honest Tune about what life on the road is really like for a touring band.  The band will periodically be checking in and delivering their thoughts and musings from the road.  Guitarist Rob Compa checks in from Morgantown, WV this week.



Howdy, everybody!!! I just couldn’t stay away from all you wonderful folks (whoever you are), so I’m hitting you guys with another blog. I also figure that if I wait any longer than three shows to type something, I’ll have too much information to make sense out of and it’ll just be a long, confusing piece of tripe. So this seems like a good way to chew slowly, exercise some portion control, and stay regular…


We started our week off in Toronto and Lee’s Palace, and lemme tell you, Canadian folks are the warmest, kindest folks you could ever hope to meet. I knew I wasn’t in Kansas anymore when I accidentally elbowed a cop on the street who, after I apologized, pleasantly said it was no problem. I can’t help but assume that if I did that in New York City, it’d be a different story.


The venue was a really cool, old club that seemed like it might’ve been a pretty opulent movie theater decades ago. I love getting to old venues and examining its blemishes. I enjoy making up my own theories about what those blemishes are a result of, even if they’re incorrect. The place was relatively small, but the stage was probably one of the tallest ones I’ve ever come across, which gave us a pretty cool feeling once the show started. It was fun to be an entire person higher than everyone else in the room.


The show went great, although I can’t really recall any musical highlights, although maybe that’s just because it was all so fun I can’t distinguish any one positive moment from another. At the end of the night a handful of folks stuck around to help us pack up, which we really appreciated. Those Canadians sure know how to be hospitable.




The next day took us to Hamilton, which was only about 40 minutes away from Toronto, which was pretty relieving for us compared to how much driving is involved on the average day. We played at a nice little Irish bar called the Corktown Pub, which was a riot. I think I can speak for everybody else in the band when I say that playing small rooms is immensely fun. The sound is always so tight and dry, which we love because we can hear everything little thing going on onstage, which leads to some really cool interaction. I also dig it because a small room puts us in the mood of not taking ourselves too seriously, which is important to me. If you use that mentality the right way, some really great music can come out of it.


rochester     The following day was one that I’d been looking forward to for quite a while, because we were headed to my hometown of Rochester, NY to play at Water Street Music Hall! We hadn’t played the ole’ 585 in almost two years, so I was pretty stoked. We were also excited because this was the first time that we were booked in the big concert hall side of the venue instead of the smaller (but still very cool) club side. It was cool to load into that great big room that I had seen so many amazing bands in as a kid.


After sound check, we all took a walk through some extremely suspect neighborhoods and made our way to Dinosaur BBQ to fill our bellies with meat and our souls with greasy, smoky bliss. I got the Cuban sandwich. A wise choice if I do say so myself. I also recommend the catfish strips. Eating there was a cool walk down memory lane, too. I used to beg my Dad to take me to open blues jam over there on Tuesday nights. However, on one of the rare occasions that he did take me over there, I was petrified when I encountered a crack head who said to me “Give me your fucking phone number.” I think I was too scared to go back to that joint for a good two years!


The show was, at least in our humble opinions, the best show of the tour so far. We had a blast. I felt really warm and cozy from start to finish; great vibes from the crowd, not an ounce of nervousness. It was awesome. For the first set closer, we brought up Gabe and Jeff from Consider the Source to play a cover of “War Pigs” by Black Sabbath. That was a great excuse for Gabe and I to wield our battle axes together in reverence of rock’s oldest Deity, good ole’ Lucifer. What a guy. We were a little flustered after the fact when we discovered that we had forgotten to put a mic on Gabe’s amp, but every said that he was plenty loud anyhow, so fuck it. The recording might sound a little strange if it every gets released, but what are ya gonna do?

So that brings us to now, three shows deep in a six show run. I guess you could say that this our hump day. We’re making our way to Morgantown, WV to play at 123 Pleasant Street tonight. I, personally, come to Morgantown for the music but I stay for the black bean burritos across the street from the venue! Tonight is the local college’s homecoming, so I for one am hopeful for some drunken college kids doing crazy shit tonight. Should be a rowdy time.