"Any intelligent fool can make things bigger and more complex... It takes a touch of genius-and a lot of courage to move in the opposite direction." -Albert Einstein
A Poem
This isn't college. This isn't sensitivity training. This isn't a "safe place." This isn't the utopia where everyone's wearing a shirt (but everyone has a monkey). This is America-from slavery to minimum wage to restraining orders to Mr. Mom. This is purgatory and alcoholism and weed and jerkdom and hanging with your buddies. This is the freedom of life, full of fuckups, divorces, and hot dog spinners. This is a celebration. This is Too Many Daves and this is Weekend at Daves. Fuck the fun killers.
A Little Background
Too Many Daves is named after a Dr. Seuss poem, "Just The Right Number Of Daves" sounded too NPR-precious, and the name "Dude Jams" was already taken.
The Creative Process
Off of a steady diet of pizza, they trained hard in the dojo of the mind. First off, they tattooed "Decker" on that particular Dave's back, so the cops could always return him home and he could be spotted more easily in naked marathons. Then they hired Bruce Lee's ghost who said, "If you make an ass out of yourself, there will always be someone to ride you."
Too Many Daves ride themselves. It's a riddle.
There were 105 copies pressed on the 1st run. All on mixed color (black mix). The scribe on this version of the LP is totally different than all the other pressings.
side A: raised in the city, shitty, ever since I was an itty bitty kiddie
side B: drinkin' liquor out my mama's titty
There were 413 copies pressed on the 2nd run. All on mixed color (purple mix). The scribe on this version.
side A: smokin' weed was an everyday thing in my household
side B: drinkin' liquor till your out cold