Back in October, Genders– Portland’s Indie-rock quartet- ventured out on their first U.S. tour as the supporting act for Built To Spill. We asked Maggie, guitarist and vocalist of Genders, to document the tour and bring back some of her favorite moments. The result: dogs, diners, and friends.
This was in the greenroom of our Halloween show in Richmond, VA. It was fun all throwing together last-minute costumes on the road. Doug was really concerned about his skeleton body suit showing off too much of his butt. This photo has inspired me to attempt a photo series titled “Musicians I like, flipping me off” But so far it’s just Doug and Justin from Wooden Indian Burial Ground. Left to right that is Jason Albertini, Steve Gere, Doug Martsch.
Matt and Leife
This is my friend Matt Phipps and his roommate’s dog, Leife in his apartment. One of the sweetest guys I know; I met him while working at a button factory in SE Portland a couple of years ago. He goes to school in Richmond, VA and came to our Halloween show (where Genders was electrocuted by the mics and could hardly play our set) and showed us the craziest 24 hour diner. One of my favorite memories of tour: Genders, Slam Dunk, and Built to Spill getting food at 4 am in the middle of a drunk-bro-filled diner. Afterward he let us crash at his apartment and shared his bed with me, the most comfortable bed I had slept in, in a LONG time.
This was after breakfast at our friend Nora Zimmerly’s house. Nora had just moved to Burlington, VT from Portland and let us stay at her house after our show. There were maybe four people in the audience at our show and she danced the whole time. Nora is a great friend and amazing person, she made dinner and breakfast for us (they were delicious and healthy!), seeing her felt like home all the way on the other side of the country.
This was on a pontoon ride that our friend Pieter Hilton’s dad, Lars, took us on. We stayed on Lars’ houseboat for three nights during our stint in NYC and Brooklyn. The last day before leaving for Pennsylvania, he took us out on the bay for an exclusive view of the Statue of Liberty. This photo was right before we crashed into a giant wave and took on a bunch of water and got thoroughly soaked. I have great memories of Steve’s wringing out his hat, Matt dumping out water from his shoes, and Lars continuing to steer the pontoon shouting “It’ll drain out, don’t worry!!”
Mag and Meg
Me and one of my best friends, Megan Spear. I found out on the road that she decided to go live with her family in Surprise, AZ to get away from the soggy, gray Portland winter, so we made a stop on our way to Las Vegas to see her. She made lunch for us and we all sunbathed in her grandparents backyard. I love her so much and I won’t get to see her for another 4 months, probably, so the visit was a happy and sad one.