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Dalla Baumgarten at Summerfest 2007 – photo by Brian

“Every man serves a porpoise. But, all they do is swim and play.”

B-Day :

July 13

Thought Provokers:

What cd are you most embarrassed to own?  I’m not embarrassed at all by my Partridge Family Greatest Hits.  Really I’m not.

What is your mantra on life?  The same as my blood type.  B+

Glass half-full or half-empty?  It’s all full!  It’s full of liquid and air.

If you were an inanimate object what would you be? A bra.

What pisses you off the most in the world?  Anger.

What makes you smile no matter what mood you are in?  The Three Stooges.

Dallan’s Gear:

Guitars:  Fender Strat, ESP Jake E. Lee strat, Gibson Les Paul Studio, Vaccaro X-ray, Zion Ty Tabor strat, Ibanez Lonestar Acoustic and a couple of cheapo Samick Blues Saraceno TV-Twenty’s.

Amps:  Mesa Boogie MarkIV Head, Mesa Boogie Rectifier 4×12″ cab, Line6 Spyder combo.

Effects:  Crybaby Wah, Digitech Whammy II, Boss volume, Boss TU-2 tuner, Boss DD-6 delay, Bixonic Expandora distortion

Strings:  Ernie Ball (.10-.52)

Favorites:

Book:  “A Prayer for Owen Meaney” by John Irving and anything by Raymond Chandler
Color:  RED
Movie:  “Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory”, “Ice Storm”, “Stripes”, “Caddyshack”, “Charlie”
Food:  Sushi!!!
Drinks:
– Jack and Coke!!!
– beer: MGD
– shot:  Jack or Jaeger
– fruity drink:  Hawaiian Punch of course
Anything else?  No. Piss off.
Any other favs?  Piss off already.

Dallan on The Chadwicks:

Favorite Chadwicks moment:

This one time…at band camp…it was Friday the 13th, a full moon, and I wasn’t wearing any underwear.  During the concluding moments of our show, I tried to swing my guitar up over my head and around my back in a very dramatic 80’s metal-type-fashion.  Something I’ve done successfully hundreds of times. I launched it up good and hard, but the guitar didn’t come back down.  For a few moments, the laws of the universe ceased to exist. Reality became very distorted and I was certain that I felt an ebbing in the force.  It was very frightening.  I thought that perhaps my guitar had been abducted by aliens.  Then I looked up.  It turns out it had gotten stuck on some pipes in the ceiling.

Low down on the band mates:

Dallan: Very difficult to get close to.  I don’t even feel like I know my own self.
Gary: Monster drummer with a monster in his pants.
John: The brains of the operation.  Not that he’s a licensed physician or anything.  I mean he can’t technically operate.  Not on a human being, anyway.  But, he’s very smart. He probably could if he wanted too. I mean…if the medical board had only been a little more open-minded in their review.  He plays killer bass, but that doesn’t mean he’d ever lose any patients.  However, I’m pretty sure he’s losing his patience.
Tim: Singers.  They’ve all got LSD (Lead Singer’s Disease).  You just can’t get them to shut up.  The world needs guitar solos too you know.  We don’t always have to listen to what you have to say, Tim!  Alright, I’m calm now….