"JANE" & "WHO KILLED THE LOVE PANDA" on Archive.org

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04-19-2008 : H-Beam performing the rock opera "JANE" at Vanderbilt's Rites of Spring

05-15-2008 : H-Beam's "Who Killed the Love Panda" at The Pond

See you all Saturday for the encore of "JANE."

H-Beam featured in The Deli Magazine

You heard right folks. H-Beam was recently interviewed by Wesley Hodges of The Deli Magazine for a feature article which was prompted by their acclaimed "JANE" set at Vanderbilt's Rites of Spring Music Fest.

Click here for the interview on thedelimagazine.com

Thanks Wesley and the Deli Magazine for doing what the Scene or the Rage hasn't done yet.

It was elementary my dear Love Panda

What a wet, wild, and mysterious time at The Pond Thursday night. We had Dylan Rowe on Drums and Brent Powelson on electric bass and rhythm electric (The Hollywood Kills) and what a silly treat that was. Cheers to those young-and-accomplished musicians who already can pick up shit as cooky as H-Beam's in two weeks time; welcome to the volunteer army. You guys fuckin' rock. We will do it again no doubt. We had a blast, even wet our pants a little, hope you guys did to.

Just to clear up the rumors, YES, the Love Panda was beaten to death outside The Pond at our show... by himself. He got a little excited warming up over nakedladies.com and expired before entering for his H-Beam number. Detective Dick Racey (Stayc Givhan) responded to the scene and the entire audience with 1/2 of the band went out to check out the deceased Love Panda guarded off by red police tape. Returning inside, we pulled out our Golden Age of Detective Fiction kit and dressed up like british detectives circa 1910 (as a side note, Topher won the award for maintaining a british accent the entire set, hoora buddy). Throughout the set, our buddy Steve from BluesClues (spice J) who constantly denounced his identity, helped us draw out the clues on our Panda Pad. What an incredible artist. Dick Racey frequently checked in, with that damn commissioner on his ass, he was very fierce with his investigation. What an incredible detective.

The clues, a tissue box, an iPhone with nakedladies.com on it, a giant viagra found by the older gentleman believe it or not (his wife was very upset that he had to turn it in for evidence), and a stick-o-bamboo. All of the clues led to the conclusion that the Love Panda took it's own life in a crazy fit of self passion.

Thank goodness it was Detective Fiction we were celebrating. You'll see the Panda soon.

The Pond and it's staff are awesome. Justin, Erica, and Andy are great crime solvers. Thanks again to everyone who came out and had a great time. A very special thanks to Justin, Stayc, Dylan, Brent, and Mare, you guys help make it better. I could never thank you guys enough. Boom Ticket was a great outfit to share the night with. Awesome set guys, thanks for switching up with us. Kelly Fenton with NOTeNEF Promotions, mwah!

Here's the set!

GIRLS GONE WILD
THE LOVE PANDA'S DEAD JAM *
BANG
CUMBERLAND HOP
ALLA REALLY WANNA ARE CLUES #
THE TASTY PLIGHT OF MCGRUFF
LUSCIOUS GUS
NAKED LADIES DOT COM
ALLA REALLY WANNA ARE CLUES #
THRIFTY BITCH %
ALLA REALLY WANNA ARE CLUES #%
FANTASY LIFE %

*Dylan and Toph layin' it down
# Starring Steve
% Brent on Guitar

WHO'S KILLING THE LOVE PANDA?

PROLOGUE

The Love Panda was already late. Ten o'clock in the evening and it still couldn't figure out what to wear, eat, or smell like for it's night out on the Franklin kinda town. LP's vibrating cellphone was possibly causing more of the delay as it was nestled in a nice place, deep in a pocket; all of the LP's buddies and buddettes were already down at The Pond gettin' crazy with Nashville's own Boom Ticket. The whole city was in heated anticipation over the psychedelic rock band H-Beam to follow who had not performed in the greater Nashville area since their performance of the acclaimed rock-opera "JANE" at the Rites of Spring. The H-Beam set started at eleven and it was currently 10:40. The Love Panda hustled.

Quickly slipping out the back door with a hand full of wet pasta which slopped all over the perfect shoes the LP had slapped on, it revved the engine of it's VW bug and looked up to the Tennesee sky. Stars had become clouds. "Looks like it's going to be a wet one," the Love Panda giggled. The excitement began to grow as the perspiring panda raced towards the Pond in Franklin, passing through the lovely downtown district, just to loop around the fun round-about once or twice to look at all the beautiful people. The third time around, the LP was taken by quite a sight. Strewn about the Mellow Mushroom outdoor patio was an all out dry-hump-free-love session organized by the rowdy yet fashionably-in Target/PacSun suedo-hippies that frequent the greater Franklin area on Thursday nights. The LP, being a connoisseur of the impromptu love jump, had to juggle between the mayhem ensuing atop the Kosmic Karmas and Jerk Chicken Pizzas, or the highly anticipated H-Beam show he was already late for. In a rare act of self control, the Panda sped off towards the Pond.

Driving in the rain, the LP was feeling anxious over all of the wet bodies he could still envision at the mushroom. The car was getting hotter. It rolled down the window to it's hip VW Bug with those cute magnetic decals of peace signs, flowers, and a bummble bee. Now the LP was getting wet. It could see the street sign for Hillsboro Road where the club was located. The LP got antsy. Doing what a Love Panda inherently does best, it began caressing and relieving itself of the nasty thoughts that came from the Mushroom fiasco with a vigorous fervor that rivaled any of the LP's previous expulsions. The Pond was in sight. The Panda's Bug swerving side to side made it's way into the parking lot and found double parked stopping space that the LP found quite spacious. It was still going at it. The LP just couldn't shake the feelings of intense pleasure. It had to get out of the car. From the parking lot, the sound of H-Beam's song "Girls Gone Wild" could be heard which only spurred the Panda's self-loving marathon. Hobbling to the door, the Panda began to feel light-headed, but was in a great mood. Stars began to come out, the milky way looking down, The Love Panda was in love.

Against the building, shadows appeared all around the LP as it drew nearer to the entrance. All of a sudden, the Love Panda was sent to the ground lifeless. A young patron of the bar stepping out to use her new iPhone, stumbled upon the puffy panda body and let out a horrifying scream. "SOMEONE HAS KILLED THE LOVE PANDA!"