3/22 – Edison’s

Happy birthday, Anno!

We had a decent 1st and 2nd shift. A lot of people on 3rd shift were shirking their responsibilities. Maybe they were all in bed early so that they could get up for the Easter sunrise service. Sure.

Swoop (like what a bird does) sat in for Hollywood Dan, who sits in for Rev. Marty on the drums. He was loads of fun, but I’m sure he had mixed feelings about us.

Now, if Mudcat could only learn to bet for money, he’d be wealthy beyond compare. He won the pool. Well, not an actual swimming pool – that just doesn’t mix well with electricity, unless of course it’s the waterproof kind, but those outlets are really hard to find. Never mind.

We progressed from the Aqua Man set to the Marcel Marceau set. Nature can be a freaky thing.

I know, I know – enough with the inside jokes already.

There was a couple sitting right in front of me at the bar (and if you’ve ever been to Edison’s you know how close they were to me). They were engaged in what appeared to be a most romantic kiss. It’s been a really long time since I’ve engaged in any kissing, but I seem to remember that it’s not good practice to wipe your mouth with the back of your hand as soon as the kiss ends, while not turning away from the other kisser. Yeah, the chick did that. However, the guy either didn’t notice or didn’t care, since he kissed her again. The second kiss met with her approval. Either that or she waited until she was on the way to the bathroom to wipe her mouth.

Speaking of the bathroom, I have another bathroom story for you. This one is definitely much better than the last one. Here goes –

These 2 girls walk in together and as they’re standing next to each other, clearly the brighter of the pair said that the stall to the left was open. Dim girl asked, “your left or mine?” Bright girl said, “it’s the same left”. Seriously, I can’t make up stuff like that.

3/17 - The Great Lakes Brewing Co.

Happy St. Paddy's Day!

And it's Lola's 100th gig! Can you even believe it? Re-mark-able.

It was almost a marathon gig - 6 hours. The longest gig the boys have played is 7 hours, so I'm still catching up. But that's okay, 6 hours was more than enough. The cool thing is that we didn't repeat any songs.

We did one Irish song. Bobby McGee.

It was an interesting crowd. Started out young-ish and dunk-ish. Ended up being the after prom chaperones by the time we left. They still seemed to enjoy themselves and our music, so that was good.

Alex sat in with us for a couple of sets, even the Aqua Man set. It just can't be explained.

Peanuts made his appearance, breezed through (well as breezy as Peanuts gets) and was gone.

They fed and watered us, just like singing house plants. After we ate I was so full that I was a wee bit concerned that I might just drift off into a cat nap, but I managed to hold off on that until I hit the couch at home.

3/15 - Stop On Inn

Oh yeah, we had our very own personal, private Idaho friend for the evening (when he wasn't taking phone calls or going outside for a smoke break, but forgetting his cigarettes). Lawrence.
Apparently, in 5th grade Lawrence was chased home by some bullies and he turned that experience into a blues song, which of course he sang for us. Lawrence really wanted to be a movie director. That didn't seem to work out for him.

The chick's bathroom was a day-glow mess and had a questionable odor. Hey - it was like that when I got there. Honest. But, seriously it was scary. I don't know if they painted it like that
for the sobering up effect or the scared straight effect. It was the brightest pink and green that I've ever seen in my life. NOT pretty.

And then there was the boys' bathroom. We had a perfect view of the urinals every time the door was opened. I learned that most of the boys in this fine establishment are completely ready for the task at hand (pun intended) by the time they get to the urinal. They really need to tighten up the spring on that automatic door closer. The boys' bathroom was also painted white.

Aside from Lawrence and the bathrooms, it was a pretty uneventful gig. It seemed like everyone was laying low until Monday for a full blown St. Paddy's Day celebration. Every one was pretty low key. Okay, maybe not everyone. There was Lawrence after all.

2/29 – The Harland

I know, I know – that was a while ago. Hey, better late than never ya know?

Everyone was pretty subdued that night. Maybe it was the snow, maybe it was the magic beer mug. Not quite sure.

When C-Man sang Walkin’ the Dog, one of the guys at the bar did an “air yo-yo” (exactly similar to an air guitar). I was pretty amused by that.

People watching was pretty interesting, despite the subdued air. Had to be there.

We finally got to sing some new stuff (well, new for us) and that was most fun indeed.

Other than that, I got nothin’.