Day 226 - October 24th 2009
I wake up in Minneapolis I think I’ve slept for like 4 hours…maybe 8 this trip. This is by far the most brutal tour route I’ve ever been on. I’m coughing already, and my mucus is a dark green color mixed with blood…sinus infection, not good. I’m miserable but I need to get us on the road so that we can get to Detroit, the last site on this mini tour. We have the sneaky suspicion that last night’s show would be the best of the three. Minneapolis showed us a real good time, and we had the best out of town reception there I think we’ve ever had.
We manage to get out of the hotel and into the car. We throw on some movies to pass the timebut most of us are in a daze. Only Brian’s got the ware withal to do anything at present moment which is why he’s driving. I’ve been very impressed with him on this trip. I think he’d make a good tour manager for us, for anyone in particular. He’s taken good care of us and his road rage is 100 kinds of hilarious.
I talk to Sean (Bang Camaro Vocalist) briefly on Facebook I get some encouraging words from him I also had a quick convo with Mayte (Cutest Bang Camaro fan) it’s hard to be out here and not think of them. I guess you’ll never forget your first tour. I’m pretty sure I won’t be able to do any of the 3 shows left on the calendar for this year. I may try to make it up to Boston though.
As we drive to Detroit one thing is glaringly apparent. I’m sick and I’m getting worse. As we stop at a rest stop in Michigan I’m literally shivering once we get inside. I’m feeling my head and I’m burning up. So that’s twice on the road and I’ve been sick both times a streak that I would like to not continue from this point on. I sleep most of the ride curled up under my leather jacket. I’m drugged up mostly trying to dull the pain,
We get to the hotel in Romulus Michigan I can’t find my phone but that’s not as important to me as hot shower for my aching body. I watch cops as I wait for Rob to get out of the shower, cops is one of my favorite shows. When he gets out I grab my shower, I get dressed and head over to the Lager house.
Driving through Detroit we’re a bit nervous. Aside from the casinos which shone brightly throughout the city, Detroit looks a lot like Thunderdome. You don’t really know what might happen to you out here. We pull up to the Lager house and I go inside. It was a pretty cool little spot. The Layout was similar to The Fire back at home, the bar in one room with the stage in another. Tonight we’re opening for the science fair who are doing their EP Release party tonight which means we likely won’t be selling CD’s tonight.
We load in as I try to search for my phone. Good news was I found my phone, bad news was I locked the keys in the car. Of course I’m freaking out. I call triple a, but our coverage doesn’t cover anything outside of PA so I have to call Dad. Of course he has a laugh over my plight, he calls Allstate and they tell him they’ll be there in 35 minutes. Brian takes my phone and will take care of them when they arrive.
The first act Brian Callhoun had finished his set and it was time for us to go on. I’m delirious at this point. But we look good with out matching shirts and ties. .I figure what happened with the car nothing else could possibly go wrong. Well when we jumped into Superhero my guitar and Jake’s Bass came crashing together.
Superhero
(Oh) I Wish I loved You
The Way You Make Me Feel
How Can This Be Love
Feels So Good
Wasted
(I Think We Should) Breakup
Leavin
Singing and playing at the same time was particularly challenging tonight. I’ve plaed these songs a billion times but it can still be an issue. With the fever I often would drift off when I wasn’t singing, I forgot some parts and some chords, I don’t think the audience noticed it though. I felt like the crowd was into it not as much as they were last night, but that sort of frenzy is hard to match. There were a lot of black folks there and I got a lot of compliments from them after the show telling them to let me know when we were coming back. I even met someone from The Detroit Free press who asked to be added to the mailing list. Could be a good thing.
I remember being pulled aside by a few older gentlemen the owner definitely liked us
“We don’t get many neo soul acts with psychedelic guitars in here, never seen anything like it, we’d love to have you back sometime.”
I don’t even pay attention to the genre classifications people give me anymore, it used to bother mebut now-a-days I figure people just need to put you wherever they think they would find you in the record store so I take all these things as compliments. It didn’t stop there Another gentlemen said something to me that almost made me choke.
“Look I’m going to be honest with you, I come here every week to see bands and I’ve never seen anything like what I saw tonight, I was a bit luke warm on some of the stuff but I saw more than a few flashes of greatness from you and your band tonight, keep going, we’ll be watching you.”
Is greatness reachable? Which parts were great and how can I hold on to those and extrapolate on them so that we can be great for 40 minutes, an hour, two hours. Would we have been great if I were healthy tonight? I will tie myself in knots over this for…forever probably lol.
The Science Fair killed it. Sort of a mix between Incubus and Maroon 5, The bassist was black which explained all the brothers and sisters in the crowd
We hung around for some free barbeque and then went back to the hotel. I shivered as I put my PJ’s on and turned the heat on full blast and went to bed. We’ll all likely get a full nights sleep tonight. Rob’s gonna be sweating his balls off tonight.
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