48 Hours
6pm: August 31 - 6pm: September 02
The Rail - Commerce, Texas
Hoots Pub - Amarillo, Texas
First, let me start by mourning the loss of Michael’s long-running, lean, mean, green machine, Charles. As well been documented, “Chuck” has been replaced by the whitest of white vans with derogatory names surfacing like, “Lamont, Honkey, Whitey, THE MAN, etc…” Hell, I guess just flood the conversation with a new racially doomed name each time the big bastard is on the road, and eventually something will stick.
*Oddly now, the more I sit and listen to Jamiroquai’s, Canned Heat, I long to call that long albino fucker just that, “Canned Heat” – although the air works rather well…
Whatever – blame the Busch Light Tall Boys.
So, on to the gigging news for the weekend… My buddy, Ben Alsup – Music Man Fantazmico, graciously loaned me one of his finest 5-bangers: the Ernie Ball Dargie Delight Limited Edition, olive green, complete with martini inlays, GODDAMN RIGHT, double bucks, the-lotsa’-knobs-package, and switches I’ll never understand – the whole nine yards, (or 20-whatever frets), for like the last month or so, and I’ve been trying to put forth justice to it’s mightiness! I mean, I been fingering this machine like it’s my 7th grade prom date – just trying to do it wrong, and if I had my druthers (along w/$1,700) that bitch would be my 8th grade honey!
Thanks Ben.
(Who also lent me his fine Modulus 5 for recording Soul Shine…)
As for shows this past weekend:
#1: Great time w/5 friends on the road
#2: Sounded better than “fair”, I thought…
#3: Got my picture taken (in the VIP room)
#4: Ate at one of the premier steak houses in America
Well, shit.
That’s 4 for 4.
Now for the pics...
The Rail - Commerce, Texas
Hoots Pub - Amarillo, Texas
First, let me start by mourning the loss of Michael’s long-running, lean, mean, green machine, Charles. As well been documented, “Chuck” has been replaced by the whitest of white vans with derogatory names surfacing like, “Lamont, Honkey, Whitey, THE MAN, etc…” Hell, I guess just flood the conversation with a new racially doomed name each time the big bastard is on the road, and eventually something will stick.
*Oddly now, the more I sit and listen to Jamiroquai’s, Canned Heat, I long to call that long albino fucker just that, “Canned Heat” – although the air works rather well…
Whatever – blame the Busch Light Tall Boys.
So, on to the gigging news for the weekend… My buddy, Ben Alsup – Music Man Fantazmico, graciously loaned me one of his finest 5-bangers: the Ernie Ball Dargie Delight Limited Edition, olive green, complete with martini inlays, GODDAMN RIGHT, double bucks, the-lotsa’-knobs-package, and switches I’ll never understand – the whole nine yards, (or 20-whatever frets), for like the last month or so, and I’ve been trying to put forth justice to it’s mightiness! I mean, I been fingering this machine like it’s my 7th grade prom date – just trying to do it wrong, and if I had my druthers (along w/$1,700) that bitch would be my 8th grade honey!
Thanks Ben.
(Who also lent me his fine Modulus 5 for recording Soul Shine…)
As for shows this past weekend:
#1: Great time w/5 friends on the road
#2: Sounded better than “fair”, I thought…
#3: Got my picture taken (in the VIP room)
#4: Ate at one of the premier steak houses in America
Well, shit.
That’s 4 for 4.
Now for the pics...