No Resolution

We aren't playing or writing anything at the moment. Maybe some day...

Early in high school, Danny and I started playing really shitty music together. I played guitar and he played bass. We were both just starting to figure out our respective instruments but we wanted to play with other people and create our own unique (albeit shitty) songs. We formed our first band, Mulch with our friends David Sit, (drums) Eric Crossley (guitar), and Mike Gallegos (vocals), and proceeded to suck heavily. After a particularly embarrassing local gig, Danny threw in the towel and quit the band, claiming that we just sucked too much and he was getting scared to show his face in public out of fear someone might recognize him as a member of Mulch. He also wanted to play drums, which was his first instrument, a decision which I encouraged because he was already a kickass drummer at the time. So we formed The Me And Joey band and began to constuct the frameworks of such songs as "Step in the Right Direction," "Brain Circumcision," and "I'm On Fire." Eric jumped in on second guitar and we began looking for the first of what would come to be many bass players. We first hired Concord native Jon Higgins, an action which would forever immortalize the phrase "You wanna be in the band?" and jammed with him for a few months. Unfotunately Jon's bass playing didn't keep up with what we were trying to do creatively (that is to say that he sucked too, but even more than us) and we started looking for a replacement. As the search became desparate, the phone rang and we were introduced to Alex "Mothafuckin Alejandro" Miranda, an experienced bassist/guitarist who awed us with his kick ass slap and pop technique and the fact that he was better than me on guitar. We jammed with him for about a year and a half, playing several shows and recording our first studio demo with Pinole recording hobbyist Alan Oller (brother of Green Day's Billie Joe Armstrong). We were beginning to find our sound, as could be heard in such early recordings as "quicksand," "dog penis," and of course the infamous title track "(No) Resolution" which featured the first known recording of my womanly bitch scream. Unfortunately during the few months following the recording, Eric announced that he had decided to join the Marines and that he would be leaving the band. The remaining three of us slugged it out for a while, and met our singer Jon "Carlo" Alvarez in late 2002. However things were moving very slowly musically and Alex got bored and the band became an inconvenience for him. After a final show at Broadway Studios in San Francisco, he parted ways with us and went on to pursue other musical projects, and more importantly, recording. Hundreds of fliers were printed and we began the search for another bassist. Our call was answered by Danish immigrant Steven Bengtsson, whose commitment and creativity we hadn't seen before or since. For a time, things went incredibly well. We wrote what is to date our best material, played a couple really good shows, and got fucked up together as every band should on a regular basis. Then tragedy struck when Steven left the states and we are once again left without the low end required for us not to suck. And thus, No Resolution came to an end.

We've played a few shows here and there but never got a solid linup for long enough to do any serious gigging. We've played at such awesome (and crappy) venues as Imusicast in Oakland and the Crockett Community Center.

Tool, dredg, radiohead, deftones, at the drive-in, the mars volta, pink floyd, primus, a perfect circle; the list goes on and on.