2/24 – AT Witz End
This place is a true biker bar, complete with bike tire skid marks on the floor (yes, inside).
We started out with just 2 people at the bar, but things picked up during the 3rd set. Everyone seemed to like us, so that was a plus.
Chase was our guest guitarist, and man-oh-jiminy-Christmas-balls can that kid play! He sat in for a few songs and he did a great job.
This place has an elevated stage and at first I didn’t like it, because it felt like we were too far removed from everyone. Then I realized that we were pretty much eye level with the big, big screen and the Godfather was playing, so I got to watch that for the 112th time. The smaller T.V.’s had NASCAR on them. I don’t get the appeal of that, unless there’s a crash. Of course I want a crash where no one gets hurt. It’s like watching figure skating and waiting for someone to fall.
But, the other reason that I was grateful for the elevated stage was when one of the “gentlemen” customers pulled up a chair and sat down directly in front of me and just stared up at me. It was a wee bit creepy, but don’t worry about me…I’ll be alright….
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
2/23 – Dine & Dance
If you’re like me, then you’ll think that by the name of the place it would have been a pretty nice joint. Oh, but we’re wrong.
It was the kind of place who’s regulars included a man named Pee Wee (it could very well be his real name) who talked like a bad version of Louis Armstrong and looked a little too much like a short relative of Grizzly Adams. Pee Wee also decided that Mudcat’s tie just had to go, which I think made Mud a tiny bit concerned that it was going to quickly move from a wardrobe item to a noose.
C-Man suggested that we should add a roll of chicken wire to our equipment for just such an occasion, but we made it through the evening without having anything thrown at us and Mud’s tie remained in tact.
And let’s not forget the weird and unidentifiable pounding with its very own synchronized blue flashing light coming from the place behind the bar. It sort of looked like a giant bug zapper, but it had a pounding sound, not a zapping sound. When I pulled in the parking lot, I thought for a brief moment that there was something horribly wrong with my little car. Thankfully, that wasn’t the case.
As we were leaving, Anno and I howled at the remains of the full moon, so that made everything all right (at least for me).
If you’re like me, then you’ll think that by the name of the place it would have been a pretty nice joint. Oh, but we’re wrong.
It was the kind of place who’s regulars included a man named Pee Wee (it could very well be his real name) who talked like a bad version of Louis Armstrong and looked a little too much like a short relative of Grizzly Adams. Pee Wee also decided that Mudcat’s tie just had to go, which I think made Mud a tiny bit concerned that it was going to quickly move from a wardrobe item to a noose.
C-Man suggested that we should add a roll of chicken wire to our equipment for just such an occasion, but we made it through the evening without having anything thrown at us and Mud’s tie remained in tact.
And let’s not forget the weird and unidentifiable pounding with its very own synchronized blue flashing light coming from the place behind the bar. It sort of looked like a giant bug zapper, but it had a pounding sound, not a zapping sound. When I pulled in the parking lot, I thought for a brief moment that there was something horribly wrong with my little car. Thankfully, that wasn’t the case.
As we were leaving, Anno and I howled at the remains of the full moon, so that made everything all right (at least for me).
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
2/16 – Thunder Road
Well, this place had no issues…certainly not issues 4 or 5. I’d forgotten what it was like to not be able to breath. It was most unpleasant.
Once again, we had our resident “dancer”/ joke teller / tip giver.
Remember the guy from The Pump who looked all Harley gangster-like who was sipping wine? Well, I did it again with judging someone by their appearance. This guy was pretty big with the biker boots goin’on, his hair was halfway down his back and pulled into a pony tail with 3 rubber bands, which were sort of equally spaced. The entire back of his shirt sported a picture of a woman who was scantily clad (except for the thigh high boots and the whip). So, with that in mind I judged him as a person who would most certainly be into hard classic rock. Guess what song he requested – Moon Shadow, by Cat Stevens. Seriously. When Mudcat told him that we didn’t know that song, he proceeded to sing it for us. Then Mud realized that he had to be more specific and explained that he was familiar with the song, but didn’t play it. Ya just never know.
Then there was the guy sitting at the bar wearing a black T-shirt with really big yellow letters that spelled out “F#CK OFF”. So, I did. Pretty sure he’s not a people person.
The girls were the kind of girls who could pretty much take care of themselves too.
The stage at this place was pretty nice; hard wood floor, a railing around the edges, all colors of lights – even a disco light. Oh yeah, and one wall was all mirror. No, we didn’t strip.
However, there were little post card sized flyers on some of the tables with the date, Project Mojo and a bikini clad blond. Pretty sure that some of the boys were disappointed, since clearly none of us looks like that chick. Do you think it would be considered false advertising if that picture is on the website?
Well, this place had no issues…certainly not issues 4 or 5. I’d forgotten what it was like to not be able to breath. It was most unpleasant.
Once again, we had our resident “dancer”/ joke teller / tip giver.
Remember the guy from The Pump who looked all Harley gangster-like who was sipping wine? Well, I did it again with judging someone by their appearance. This guy was pretty big with the biker boots goin’on, his hair was halfway down his back and pulled into a pony tail with 3 rubber bands, which were sort of equally spaced. The entire back of his shirt sported a picture of a woman who was scantily clad (except for the thigh high boots and the whip). So, with that in mind I judged him as a person who would most certainly be into hard classic rock. Guess what song he requested – Moon Shadow, by Cat Stevens. Seriously. When Mudcat told him that we didn’t know that song, he proceeded to sing it for us. Then Mud realized that he had to be more specific and explained that he was familiar with the song, but didn’t play it. Ya just never know.
Then there was the guy sitting at the bar wearing a black T-shirt with really big yellow letters that spelled out “F#CK OFF”. So, I did. Pretty sure he’s not a people person.
The girls were the kind of girls who could pretty much take care of themselves too.
The stage at this place was pretty nice; hard wood floor, a railing around the edges, all colors of lights – even a disco light. Oh yeah, and one wall was all mirror. No, we didn’t strip.
However, there were little post card sized flyers on some of the tables with the date, Project Mojo and a bikini clad blond. Pretty sure that some of the boys were disappointed, since clearly none of us looks like that chick. Do you think it would be considered false advertising if that picture is on the website?
Monday, February 4, 2008
2/1- The Harland
Well, it was interesting to say the least.
I got a wee bit scared when we were setting up, because I thought that our stand in "drummer" was going to settle in behind us, but it turned out that he was just moving his drum set out so that we could have more room. Whew...
Lisa, Jeff, and Ron were there and they were very happy even before they arrived. They made for some very interesting people watching.
When Chloe arrived, Lisa introduced herself and her crew and invited Chloe to sit with them. I don't think I've seen her laugh quite so much in one sitting as she did with them.
Squirrel man was there, cashing in his postcard and hording one away for the next time.
My new friend, Bart showed up toward the end. As always, he offered to carry things for me and as always, I declined.
All in all, it was a pretty fun gig with minimal sleeping going on.
Well, it was interesting to say the least.
I got a wee bit scared when we were setting up, because I thought that our stand in "drummer" was going to settle in behind us, but it turned out that he was just moving his drum set out so that we could have more room. Whew...
Lisa, Jeff, and Ron were there and they were very happy even before they arrived. They made for some very interesting people watching.
When Chloe arrived, Lisa introduced herself and her crew and invited Chloe to sit with them. I don't think I've seen her laugh quite so much in one sitting as she did with them.
Squirrel man was there, cashing in his postcard and hording one away for the next time.
My new friend, Bart showed up toward the end. As always, he offered to carry things for me and as always, I declined.
All in all, it was a pretty fun gig with minimal sleeping going on.
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