Tulsa Time and Texas Heat
Yay: A day off! Boo: Driving 11 hours to Tulsa. We were all looking forward to sleeping in a bit, but Lou was insistent that we get on...
The Wine Is Poisoned! (But I Don't Mind)
As I said in the last blog, I wasn’t feeling great about the show in Nashville, but was convinced otherwise by the fans on social media...
This Tour Is Brought To You By...
...The Jerk Store! Ok, I’m being a little harsh to the person that booked us in one city with a promise of a large lump sum that we were...
Wrapping Up The Tour (or Sunday Morning No-Shows)
We arrived in Philadelphia in the late afternoon, and upon entering the hotel, I felt a strange sense of deja vu. Turns out, Channing,...
Band On The Run: NYC Day 2 and 3 (or How Do You Spell 'Merely?')
A day off. Or, a day in traffic, as this one was. We had a request to visit a station on Long Island, and when a station reaches out to...
Pawling To NYC (or The Magnificent Golden Arches of The Big Apple)
I woke up early again, and drove through Starbucks in the Sprinter van. I considered buying everyone coffee, but what time everyone was...
Pittsburgh to Pawling, via Poughkeepsie (or One Helluva Hat!)
After a night of rock and roll, and a little bit of babysitting, 7am comes pretty early. I’m an early riser as it is, most times getting...
Grand Rapids To Pittsburgh (or, Grover Gets Lost)
DISCLAIMER: As my grandmother used to say, our band uses 'swears'. Not everything is neat and tidy. We don't always get along. We...
