The Format -
Inches And Failing from Dog Problems
The Format has always been a solid band, always a crowed pleaser. Years ago I was one of their first people to hear “the First Single,” when I was working for Sam’s old production company. I saw Sam and Nate’s first show playing Format songs on a couch in the Nile Basement in Mesa as part of what used to be Sam’s traditional yearly 420 show. I saw their first show as “The Format.” I think I even saw the first 5 or 6 shows they played. They were good back then. They were band with undeniable potential. At that first show they had 5 or 6 labels (I don’t remember the exact number) fly to Phoenix to see the show at the old Nita’s Hideaway in Tempe.
But Wednesdays show at the Avalon in LA was undeniable in another way. It was brilliant. It was what live music should be. They have reached that potential we all new was there years ago. The show was pact to capacity if it was not sold out. They crowed was eating ever second of the show. They played songs of both albums and the snails EP as well as a new song. On stage the band had a string section, a horns section and at times during the set members of Steel Train, Honorary Title, Limbeck and Rubens Accomplice all played with them. For the encore the band came out with members of all the 5 bands on the show for a 15-18 person jam. Mike Schey was on Saxophone, Rob from Limbeck on Trumpet. It was reminiscent of something The Band would do, and was at the quality of the E Street Band. And my words of praise here does not do the show justice.
In 2001 I put out a small EP of a Phoenix band called The Solo Project. Mike Schey who is now in the Format was the lead guitarist (he was also on the cover of that EP). When I got the 1,000 CDs I had pressed in the mail Mike came over to my dorm room to get a few copies. He dumped the box CDs on the floor and started rolling in them scaring my roommate. Back then it seemed like the biggest deal to both of us to have a “real” CD with our names in it. At the time Mike was one of the most talented guitarists I had ever seen, and still is. I knew he was destined for huge things, and when the Solo Project broke up shortly after I would tell Mike that he was going to go one to do great things. Watching him from the side of the stage in front of a sold out crowed 400 miles away from that dorm room in a historic Hollywood Theatre was the fruition of my predictions.
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