Yesterday's Paste

Other / Experimental / Other

Seattle, WA

Background/Additional Information

A young and unsigned mathematician, Divad Treblih was walking through the mean-streets of Seattle one rainy morning. As one is typically inclined to do when taking walks in the morning rain, Divad began to ponder and reflect on the very nature of things. He had no clear destination in mind, and ended up cold, wet, and sad. He sought shelter in the first place that would let him in the door. He glanced around at his surroundings and realized that he had stepped into the Seattle Asian Art Museum gift-shop. As he waited for the rain to subside, he flipped through post-cards and posters, and gazed at carvings and carpets.

He was looking at a decorative Chinese checkers set, when something shiny caught his eye. He ambled toward it curiously. It was a small bell. He picked it up, and it rang. The resonant frequencies seemed strange and mystical to him. His scientific mind quickly tried to dismiss these notions. He put the bell back down, and walked out of the store. He tried to hum the pitch that the bell had made, but realized it wasn't possible. With a sigh, he stopped, turned 180 degrees and trudged purposefully back to the gift shop. He picked up the bell, took it the cash register, paid, and left again. As he walked the bell began to ring softly with each step. He once again tried to hum the pitch, but still found it impossible. As he walked by a local Indian restaurant, he was shocked to hear that someone was following him and harmonizing perfectly with his bell. He turned around to see who it was, only to find there was nobody there. Then he looked down. Standing with ears perked and tail at attention was a small tabby-cat. Divad smiled at the cat. The cat kept mewing melodically at him. Divad walked home, ringing bell in hand, and the cat followed him all the way home that day. Divad decided to keep the cat. He named him "Lothar".

For a cat, Lothar displayed a phenomenal grasp of mathematics, music theory, and chess strategy. Divad discovered that the ancient tone of that particular bell, would cause Lothar to sing. Divad began to bring other cats home, and they too, could sing once the bell started ringing.

One night, a producer named Charlie Dreffner was stumbling home drunkenly. Charlie had just been fired from his job at a local studio, and had several concilatory drinks at an over-priced (particularly for the unemployed) Irish pub. As Dreffner was walking, he too heard a strange and mystical sound. With all the courage that is lacking in a sober mind, Dreffner followed the noise to the front door of the Treblih residence. He sat on the porch and listened to the beautiful melodies and harmonious mewings of what sounded like two-dozen cats. He passed out on the porch, and wasn't discovered until the next morning, when Treblih was leaving the house to purchase several economy-sized bags of cat-food. Treblih shook him. Dreffner awoke with a start and screamed.

"THE CATS! WHERE ARE THE CATS?"

Treblih was understandibly startled, but was reassured as Dreffner excitedly explained about the preceding night's events. Treblih invited him in to meet the cats. With a trained (though slightly alcoholic and incompetent) music producer, Divad and the cats were able to soar to new musical heights.

What you are about to hear are some of the results of these sessions. Uncut, uncensored, and very, very catty.

Yesterday's Paste is an experimental band for an experimental world.