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Frank D. Band Practice: The inner-workings

Frank D. and The New Deal is known for a lot of things: bagels, ice cream, fast cars, faster women, leather, and raw power. However, one thing very unfamiliar to Frank D. is practice. While the band was a fully functional search and destroy rock-n-roll unit of death, we had little preparation. Frank D. subscribed to a philosphy that less practice makes one better...contrary to most Western/Marxist beliefs. This is how we did it...


Jesse, El Rey de Dormir, would book us a show. Eventually it would trickle down to the rest of the members that in fact we did have a show in 2 weeks or so, when in fact the booking was made a couple of months earlier. Somehow, maybe by the powers of Thor, we would get the majority if not everyone in the band to meet at the Berent's house for a practice/writing/sitting around/argument/drinking Big K/lets not practice anymore and play Risk instead/yell at Teddy/making noise on various instruments session. That was practice number 1.

Practice number 2., which was strikingly similar to practice number 1., but was done the day of the show. The main difference was the second practice almost always contained an argument between 2 or more (determined by what Frank D. line-up was playing) Berent brothers fighting about the music, which resulted in a mock break-up before every show. Why? Well, I am glad you asked that.

It was as if almost every Frank D. show was a reunion show...we came back together to prove to everyone that you couldnt keep us down...that we still ROCKED. And, rocked we did...No band can match the raw energy of Frank D. and The New Deal, a true machine of destruction channeled through music. We all still hold some hope of a reunion, and we certainly carry some of Frank D. in our hearts, and maybe in our underwear also.