Here we are at Conga Coffee in Mt. Pleasant (there really aren't any mountains, from what I can see......liars) interneting with Kenny on a push leather couch contemplating the different between tube socks and tambourines.
Woo! Opening night in Kalamazoo was pretty amazing. It started pretty slow cause we rollin into town like 5 hours early, the bar would only serve us PBR, and the other bands said that this club was in the armpit/ghetto of Kalamazoo.......sweet. When the music started rolling, however, the night exploded. We played with the Alex Mays band and Dooley Noted, and I realized its been awhile since we've shared the stage with bands where every member was outstanding!
Billy Clements was the bassist for Alex, and I have never been so blown away watching a bass get played. Google "one arm bassist" cause this guy didn't have a right hand, and he traveled the hell out of that bass! All finger tap.....unbelievable.....seriously....I'm either still drunk or really blown away still cause I can not get over this amazing display of technique(just kidding, I don't drink).
After the show we had to drive to Detroit, cause we didn't have a place to crash. i don't know how lucas did it, but we got there and are crashing with Rambo....seriously that's his name...John Rambo....no bandanna, for the next couple of nights.
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