The Connection
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In the past week, I have seen about 100 bands… literally… Saturday night, me and the wife watched Bishop Black. They were cool; real funky, clean sound. Awesome guitar player and a wicked harmonica.
Sunday night began the road trip. The Dirty Bird flew in from Rome and made the trip with myself and Essential Jeff. We were supposed to be going straight to Lewisburg, TN to meet up with Denton and Hood at Spray’s house. But we made a little detour to Moulton to check out some old friends in a band called Viola. Let me say this: if they ever come close to your home town, please go watch. It’s like watching a train wreck. I have never seen anything like it in my life. The music was HARD core, which ain’t really my thing, but they were so tight. And they have the greatest front man ever (present company excluded) in Will Carothers. I honestly expect to see big things from them in the next couple of years.
After participating in that madness, we headed to Lewisburg to meet up with the rest of Boochie. Of course, by the time we got there, Hood was already in bed. But Denton was awake (and in rare form). There was much ignorance and inappropriate behavior, especially when you consider that we were staying at somebody else’s house. They kept getting on to me for picking up stuff in the house. I can’t help it… I just wanna touch everything. Honestly, I was tired. I have a new baby, which means I have been sleeping even less than usual. So when we rolled into Spray’s at 1:30, I was ready to crash. But E. Jeff, Denton, and Bird were going nuts; there was no sleep to be had. We finally crashed at 3:30ish and were back up at 5:15am to head for Nashville.
Lots of cool happenings in Nashville, but everybody was so uptight. And we laid around ALL DAY after sound check. We didn’t even go on stage until 7:40pm. We listened to a lot of artists.
Let me pause here to say something to all of you band friends out there… If your friend, boyfriend, brother, or whatever, is in a band and the band sucks, please tell them! There were so many people there who had friends and family that had obviously lied to them. If we suck, be a friend and please tell us. (I fully expect to receive hundreds of emails on this topic.)
Anyway, we only got to play one song. We got through and we all had the adrenaline going, so of course we were acting like absolute morons all throughout the Opryland Hotel. We met a lot of real cool industry type folks that were excited about our music and wanted to hear more from us, so maybe something will come from that in the next couple of months. Who knows� There was much ignorance to take place during a late night dinner with Wayne, but to even try describing how crazy that was is a completely futile effort. Let’s just say we picked a chick’s nose for her and there was a desecration of hymns. Denton and Hood drove home Monday night.
Me and E. Jeff stayed around and participated in the shenanigans on Tuesday, which included getting to hear a very cool band called Seven Miles Walking. They were really good, man. They put on an awesome show. And they were cool guys; some of the only people there willing to have a good time and not worry about trying to look cool. (Obviously, we don’t have that problem because we are not cool. No need in trying to act like it.) We got to hang out with them a little. Hopefully we’ll be putting together a show really soon. (And Monica Matthews was cool, too, even though she is a turd. I even signed her fancy guestbook with the word “turd.” It’s funny ’cause it’s bigger than a normal hat… Go see it at www.monicamatthews.com.) Me and E hung around talking to industry folks until 1am. We drove home and I rolled into my driveway at 3:53am. I wanted to die, because I knew I had to be in the office at 8am.
So that’s the week so far. It ain’t even over yet. If the rest of it goes like this part, I will have a collective 12 hours sleep at week’s end. That’s worthy of some award, I believe. We’ll call it “The Whammy.”
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