ARTIST: Damone
TITLE: Out Here All Night
LABEL: Island
GENRE: Hard Rock
BITRATE: 243kbps avg
PLAYTIME: 0h 42min total
RELEASE DATE: 2006-05-23
RIP DATE: 2006-03-29

Track List

01. Now Is The Time                 3:33
02. Out Here All Night              3:20
03. What We Came Here For           3:51
04. Stabbed In The Heart            3:00
05. On Your Speakers                3:35
06. Get Up And Go                   3:23
07. Outta My Way                    3:49
08. You're The One                  3:36
09. New Change Of Heart             3:13
10. When You Live                   4:30
11. Tonight                         3:16
12. Wasted Years                    3:46

Release Notes:

Noelle - Vocals & Guitar
Mike - Lead Guitar & Vocals
Vazquez - Bass & Vocals
Dustin - Drums

“It’s all about Bon Scott and AC/DC, man. Everything he wrote about being in a band,
that’s the soundtrack to what we’ve gone through. ‘Ain’t No Fun Waiting Around to be
a Millionaire.’ Now that’s a song we totally get.”
– Damone bassist Vazquez

Every rock band has a story, or maybe two, involving break-ups, fights, label
battles, money issues, health problems, etc. Fuck ‘em.

Damone has had all of that, and ten times more.

Let’s start with Vazquez, the bassist.

He died. Sort of.

“The thing about recording is that it seems like a walk in the park,” says the
bassist. “But for our new record, I got lost in the process. I wasn’t sleeping or
anything. So one day, I call up [vocalist] Noelle, and I say, ‘Why don’t we go to
the gym and get fired up?’ So I get off the treadmill, and all of the sudden I feel
this weird sensation going up my head.”

Moments later, Vazquez is passed out and being rushed into an ambulance. “We didn’t
have insurance or money at this point, so when I woke up, all I could think about
was how much it was going to cost. But then I noticed a priest was over me reading
me my last rites.”

Fortunately, the bassist recovered from his brain hemorrhage with only a two-day
coma and a maddening stutter to show for it (“It’s cool, man, I can still play spin
the bottle and shit”) But for Damone, this is just one of a hundred obstacles they
faced while making their latest record.

The problems started two years ago, after the Boston, Massachusetts band was
finishing up a year and a half of touring behind their debut record, From the
Attic, a solid piece of punk-metal that was most notable for its lead singer, then
18-year old Noelle. It was good stuff, but also a little hard for the general
masses to swallow – after all, it’s not every group that can take their musical
cues from Rick Springfield, Dinosaur Jr., Def Leppard and Joan Jett, and then top
it all off with a kick-ass girl singer.

“All we wanted to do was bring back the spirit of good rock music,” says drummer
Dustin Hengst. “We love stuff like the Crue, Queen and Andrew WK. Shit like that.
What we do is a celebration of what we like about big rock’n’roll. Even the
hair-metal bands of the 80s – we love ‘em. Sure, they copped everything from
Aerosmith and Zeppelin, but man, they were slaves to songwriting. They made some
of the coolest songs ever. I think today everything’s become really formulaic, or
it’s that irritating, miserable wallowing.”

Unfortunately, not everyone could figure out the pure rock brilliance of Damone,
or their charismatic lead singer. “It was hard for a lot of people, and especially
our old label,” admits Noelle. “I wasn’t poppy enough for them to market, and rock
radio stations don’t like playing females.” Dustin still seethes about it.
“Noelle’s an amazing singer and guitarist. She’s not like these other bullshit
chick-rockers you see nowadays, with their army of songwriters, producers and
personal trainers pulling the strings. I’d challenge anyone to compete with her.
I’d take her any day over any singer …” He stops, and then laughs. “Well, except
like, Axl Rose or somebody.”

Faced with a small but dedicated fan base, little radio play, lukewarm label
support and an uncertain future, the band could have gone a million different
directions on their follow-up record. But then the best possible thing happened:
Damone’s entire support structure caved in.

First, their guitarist (and main songwriter) quit. Then, the label, while going
through two mergers, stopped giving a damn. Finally, the money ran out. “In
hindsight, it was beneficial for us to go through,” says Dustin. “It created a lot
of motivation, but … there were a lot of headaches. But it really brought us
together musically and emotionally.”

With no support, the band convened in Noelle’s apartment to record some new
material. Problem ..1: no money. So they all pitched in. Good friend and engineer
David Spreng, brought over a bunch of gear. Another friend allowed the band to do
some drum and guitar work in his studio for free. Oh, and they all got jobs again.
“Vazquez was a substitute teacher at Waltham High, Mike sold over priced coats to
rich women at Saks, even I was watering plants at an office building,” remembers
Noelle.

Problem ..2: no songwriter. No sweat. Over the next two years, Damone started
playing and writing with new guitarist (Mike Woods, who had played with Dustin in
a prior band). They decided to pick up the songwriting and production reigns for
themselves. Someone in the band would come up with a song concept, Woods would
add in some riffs and melody, Dustin would arrange, and finally Noelle and Vazquez
would figure out the lyrics. In the end, this unusual bedroom collaborative effort
yielded 35 fully recorded songs of pure rock fury.

“I’ve done a ton of home recording, so it wasn’t a problem for me,” says Mike, who
found himself acting as a mediator and emotional core as the band worked out their
assorted issues. “And I think we only woke up Noelle’s neighbors once: it was 3
a.m., and we were stomping on the ground and yelling, trying to get this one sound
down.”

“I think it was cooler this way,” admits Noelle. “It was all under our control,
and we really grew musically.”

Unsurprisingly, their new album contains some not-so-happy lyrical jabs at the
world. “It’s funny, because as much as we love bands like Poison and, you know,
party rock stuff, a lot of the lyrics we wrote during this time was really dark,”
says Dustin. “ I mean, I was coming off a pretty bad breakup and ended up homeless
for six months right in the middle of recording, Vazquez was breaking up with his
girl, our old guitarist had totally fucked us, and we felt screwed by everyone. So
there’s a mix of over-the-top rock and really deep emotions.”

As their musical confidence grew, so did the buzz. Damone asked their old label to
let them out of their contract. Island Records wanted a meeting, and in a bit of
fortuitous timing, the band got their final walking papers the evening before
their new audition. The good omens continued: before the audition in New York, the
band ran into former Cars frontman, fellow Bostonian and recording legend Ric
Ocasek.

“He basically stopped in, said ‘sounds good’ and left. We considered that a good
sign,” remembers Noelle. And he was right: the band was offered a deal that night.

Was it all worth it? Yep. Entirely produced and written by the band, this record
shows off a strong love of 80s glam metal, Runaways-size girl rock, guitar solos
and badass attitude. With the help of legendary mixing engineers Tom Lord-Alge
(U2, Weezer, Marilyn Manson) and Mike Shipley (Def Leppard, Green Day, Andrew WK)
putting the finishing touches on the record, Damone have created a timeless piece
of rock’n’roll, one that would sound quite at home sandwiched in a “rock block” of
Guns N Roses, Queen and AC/DC.

As for the new guy, let’s let Mike have the final word on Damone. “For me, the
story should go this way: it looked like it was going to end, quite literally for
some of us, but it didn’t, so we made a kick-ass record and took over the world.”