A Summer’s Recap: Elky Season!

Rock the Plaza Photo by Steve Linsenmayer

It’s over. We can’t believe it…but it’s over. Elky Season that is. First dreamed up as a marketing ploy, the summer long celebration turned into a fun-filled adventure for the women in the band. Between June 11th and August 27th the Elkys played 8 rock shows total, 4 were all-ages, 2 were outdoor festivals, 2 were out-of-town shows, 4 were bar shows. They shared the stage with a total of 18 other bands. A new 2 song ep was planned, recorded, mastered and manufactured within that time as well.

Elky Season Timeline
June 11th: C2G with River City Tanlines and White Mystery
June 17th: The Firehouse with Ortolan
June 25th: O’Sullivan’s with Casket Sharp and Dead Girl Sorry
July 21st: Brass Rail with the Clutters and the Angel Sluts
July 23rd: Recording Session with Jim Diamond
July 25th: Mastering with Collin Jordan
July 28th: CD printing/packaging
August 5th: EP release party at CS3 with the Founders and the Sacred Broncos
August 13th: The Melody Inn with Mr. Clit and the Pink Cigarettes, the Two-bit Terribles and Misunderstood
August 20th: Rock the Plaza with Brother, Yellow Dead Bettys and Dash Rip Rock
August 27th: Taste of the Arts After Party with Dag and the Bulleit Boys, Jon Keller Band and Elephants in Mud.

What a fun time and a great way to spend a summer. Thank you all from the bottom of our little hearts!

Taste of the Arts After Party!

Elky Season comes to a glorious end this weekend as the Elkys play their final show of the season. Not to fear, the Elky Summers are simply entering a quiet, more reflective phase. Look for fewer shows as they return to Elky Manor and work on new material.

If you want to catch the girls in action one last time this summer, head down to the fun at the Taste of the Arts After Party scheduled for this Saturday at the Auer Center for the Arts (300 E. Main Street) at 7pm sharp! info

A tentative “Meet the Music” is set for September 8th (that’s a Thursday) with our friends at WBOI 89.1 7pm-9pm

Indypacolypse: 2011

A buttery moon rose over the left shoulders of the Elky Summers as they wended their way towards Indianapolis last Saturday night. The band was slated to play a Punk Rock Night at the historic Melody Inn that evening. Kay and Jana set out from Fort Wayne to meet Jackie and Oona for load-in and a nice relaxing beer,  perhaps a burrito. Little did they know they were driving straight towards a nightmare scene.

Suddenly the sky turned to pitch, the clouds churned, lightening bolts crashed to the ground all around them. The little car was buffeted by sideways gusts. Hail smashed the windshield as Jana and Kay’s eyes grew wider and wider. Just as it was looking the worst,  the pavement was dry and the winds were gone. They had out run the weather front. Driving on the crest of a violent storm, Jana and Kay sped into Indianapolis with it snapping at their heels.

The highway turned into a city boulevard. A river of red lights appeared near the Indiana State Fairgrounds, troopers dressed in reflective coats redirected the snarled traffic onto progressively smaller neighborhood streets. State, city and county police cruisers flew by the stalled traffic headed one direction, loaded ambulances poured by in the opposite. Whatever had happened, it was serious. The girls didn’t know, they just kept focused on trying to get to the club.

Threading down alleys and side streets, they finally found their way to Illinois Street and the Melody Inn. The relief was palpable when it was apparent that everyone had arrived safe, Jackie with her adorable cousin and Oona with her handsome husband.

The Merch table was assembled, outfits were exclaimed over and all was in readiness for the show to begin. Misunderstood stood at the ready to begin the night’s entertainment. The lights of the club flickered, everything went down, stuttered back and forth.

Jackie, Oona and Jana wait it out in the stygian darkness. Photo: Russell Carson

An eerie stillness filled the room. No electricity. Iphone flashlight apps flickered on revealing everyone sitting exactly as they were. The bartenders announced that everyone was on shot and beer rations only as the compressors driving the beverage guns lost pressure. This was not a hardship, this is the Melody Inn.

A crowd forms on the sidewalk outside the club. People quietly wonder if the show will be canceled. Calls are made, plans reformulated. Like a flash, a car pulls up haphazardly into the parking lot across the street. The doors fling open and  like a one-man clown car, a dervish of a meth-head comes whirling out, spitting, babbling and flapping towards the club.

She lands like a level 4 tornado, ripping through the club, smashing into quiet tables and overturning ashtrays. How can one person wreak so much havoc? The bartenders confer. At that precise moment, the lights spring back on, startling the collected clientele, Ms. meth shrieks and falls face first into a four top. Rich, the promoter screams at the band on stage to start and in the mayhem, the first band of the evening kicks into their set.

To Be Continued…

EP release Party! Thanks

Photo by Otto Andrew

A great time was had by all the Evening of the Elky’s Epic EP release party. Special guests, the Founders started things off with a rollicking set of danceable tunes.

Photo by Andrew Allegre

The mood turned deadly as the Sacred Bronco’s destroyed their set with no mercy. The band had the crowd shaking and grooving and at least one innocent tambourine’s life was brutally ended.

Then on the

evening’s final act, the Elky Summers took the stage and were heartened to see all the Elky horns on display.

Photo by: Karah Harris

This headwear was in keeping with the Arts and

Crafts vibe of the celebrated ep, hand screened and packaged by the Elky’s themselves. A massive cascade of balloons marked the halfway point, followed by a shower of confetti at the end of the last  song. Many thanks go out to all who attended and to CS3 for hosting us. Be sure to pick up your copy of the new tunes at the next show, or at Neat, Neat, Neat, Morrision’s record store there on Calhoun Street.