We've got a special treat today. Have you ever wanted to know what it's like to go on tour with a real life rock and/or roll band? Check this.
In attempt to promote some other blogs that I read on the regular, Ryan from The Noising Machine has a word from about Beati Paoli's recent tour.
For Day 1/2 go HERE
Beati Paoli Winter Tour 2009: Day 3/4 - Dallas, TX & Muskogee, OK
We arrive in Dallas around 6pm to the faint sounds of the Super Bowl drifting out of the bars and onto the streets. Yes, we are playing a show on Super Bowl evening. I guess that it won't really affect us since the Cowboys aren't playing...
We load in and pretty much hang out inside the venue, The Lounge on Elm St. The original plan is for us to play at 8. We are told of a slight change and we will not go on until after the bowl game, that way people whom are leaving neighboring bars and whatnot have a chance to finish up their drinking elsewhere and then can wander into The Lounge. We accept this proposal and go off to find food.
We return to find out that neither the local band nor any patrons have shown up yet. It is at this point I learn for the bartender that they normally are not even open on Sunday's. I begin to worry. With these troubling facts and that there are no BP tour flyers posted anywhere in the venue, I'm guessing It could be a sparse crowd.
Well, one individual shows up, old friend and fellow Lincoln High School alumnus, Chris Cass. We chat, listen to some terrible band being played over the PA singing about glory holes, dicks, bushes and whatnot, (Greg summed them up as a more retarded Bloodhound Gang, but with a smaller vocabulary), watch some random birthday girl take a cleavage shot from the busty bartender, play a private show for Tony and Chris, then quickly get the hell out of there.
On the way to Chris' apartment, he tells us of the neighboring apartment, whose former tenant he believes committed suicide recently. The neighboring apartment's door is unlocked and has been for the last few weeks. Naturally, we all dare Cecil to spend the night there and even pool 120 dollars amongst Scott, Greg, Chris, Tony and me (with Tony chipping in the most at 40 dollars) as a reward. He goes back and forth on doing it. Finally, Cecil and I go next door to at least check out the place. Immediately entering, we are met with the horrific stench of mold and mildew (Chris had mentioned that at one point water was seeping into his apartment from next door). We check the place out and it's empty aside for a couch in the living room and a lipstick case in the bedroom. We split and Cecil chickens out.
The next morning we awake and are out of Chris' apartment by 8 am. It's our day off, so we have to make a decision as to what we will do: visit the alien graveyard or the Dr Pepper museum. After some serious debating, we settle on Dr Pepper and are Waco bound. Upon arrival, we spend the next hour and a half perusing the annals of Dr Pepper and learn all sorts of interesting things that I have since forgotten. We try hot Dr Pepper with a lemon (which is surprising tasty) and load-up on Dr Pepper made with real sugar.
We then spend the next 6 or 7 hours driving to Springfield, Missouri. While passing through Muskogee, Oklahoma, our van starts making funny noises. We decided to not risk it and stop there for the night. We get a good nights rest at a Comfort Inn.
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Want to know what happens for the rest of the tour? Does Cecil take any outlandish bets, does the van make it, does Greg's long last twin come back from the dead to tell him they have to get back home for a paternity test????... ok enough. Just check TNM on the regular and you'll be better for it.
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