Planes is an instrumental performance art band formed by August Capiola on drums, Martin O'Brien on the bass guitar, and me on the guitar. Our artist, Robert McMahon, was once a prisoner in the belly of hell who escaped and calls himself "The Secretary of Education". Instead of practicing for shows, we record albums. Instead of playing shows, we practice live in front of an audience. We have held four live practice sessions, three of which are featured below. We have recorded and produced four full length albums and a demo. For an unreasonably small fee, we will practice at your child's birthday party. You've been warned.


Season 4

A disgruntled cowboy strolls into the bar from some watermelon and a stiff cold one. Turns out he's not a very happy drunk.

Season 3

This is the twisted tale of a carpenter, driven insane by the incessant music playing in his head The show opens with the Carnival theme and features a cover of Death Cab for Cutie's 'Brothers on a Hotel Bed'. The mood progressively builds to an unorchestrated catharsis as the carpenter replaces his world with something a bit more colorful. The carpenter is finally brought to peace to the repetative theme entitled, 'I Will Repossess Your Car'.

Season 2

We begin the show with a grand romantic gesture, following through to the violent struggles of one man and his lover. In a frenzy of passion the man discovers that perhaps it was not meant to be. This show features the songs 'The Clipper' and 'The Tapper' which can be listened to in their entirety above. Stellestar's 'Robot' is performed midway through the show.

Season 1

This is our first practice session in the basement of the library. We didn't really know what Bob had planned, I'm not sure he did either. He showed up with a cooler full of tools, a flood light, and a PVC pipe. He was wearing a helmet with a laser mounted on the top. It was plugged into an extension cord running down the back of his shirt. Bob destroyed the cooler and almost hit some people in the audience with the PVC pipe. At the end of the show, Bob took an electric grinder to my guitar. Sparks flew everywhere. There was no applause. Only horror.