After the usual pre-going out of town ritual of removing the back seats from the rental van, the old guys in the band loaded up the gear in the rear and once Jeremy was done running some chores, we all climbed aboard our road vessel and hit the freeway for the quick 5 hour drive to the gig, which included a random stop in Wickenburg for some Filiberto's, and a drive across that newly constructed bridge that people keep jumping off of, and where the creepy fact that the FNG Matt has Siri call him 'Daddy' brought us hours of hilarity every time he asked her to do something... LOL We're such easily amused primates, I tell you. Once we got to AZ., we made a bee line to our hotel, checked into our rooms, relaxed for a bit, and then quickly got thirsty and hungry and then we decided to head off to the venue to suss things out and look for some close by grub. There were already a bunch of people hanging out in front of the Time Out Lounge, which we took as a sign of good things to come, and after parking the van we headed in to figure out what was going on. Everything seemed Kosher. Our only concern was that we were playing last, with 6 bands on the bill total, and that people weren't going to stick around to watch us play. Don't worry, the Booker /Lead Singer from The Industry assured us. They've already seen us. They've all come out to see you. They're gonna stick around. Promise! hahaha OK. With that cleared up I headed off to the bar for some much needed booze, while everyone else just sort of scattered about. Matt set up the merch table, Bob skated the parking lot, Jeff, Trueland and Jeremy were busy chatting up the Locals. I played some Creature From The Black Lagoon pinball, but the left flipper was dead and fucking my game up, and since the first band, We Might Be Wasted were starting up, I decided to head past the pool tables in the back and towards the front of the stage area to check the band out. I didn't come to AZ. to get drunk and play pinball. I can do that at home. I wanted to hear some music. I wanted to check out some of the Local talent.
Whiskey And The Barrels were up next, and they had the PBR shirt wearing guitarist from opening band We Might Be Wasted on mandolin, and they had an accordion player too, which had our new guy Matt straining his neck from way in the back at the merch table to watch and hear and maybe steal a few riffs from. ;-) Whiskey And The Barrels were hardcore Pogues disciples, doing a few covers from them and sounding a bit like Leftover Crack or some generic Punk shit like that when they weren't. Everyone in the band was speaking / singing in a thick Irish brogue, and one of the lead singers / guitarists was wearing a kilt, which is enough of a Jesse Nabers thing to creep me out now when I see someone wearing one, and the wild eyed Bassist / Singer had me in stitches when he pulled out a bag of potatoes mid-set and asked the crowd, while sounding like the Priest from Gangs Of New York, if anyone was hungry. When a few in the crowd said 'yes', he then announced that There will be noooooo famine here, as long as we got poooo-tate-ooooohs... while throwing potatoes at various people in the crowd LOL On personality alone Whiskey And The Barrels had me, but musically, I was kinda zoning. Not my cup of tea. The crowd dug them though. Check them out if you like the Pogues and Irish stereotypes. I spent the majority of Whiskey And The Barrels set getting ripped off by that damn Creature From The Black Lagoon pinball machine tucked into the back of the venue. It took all my money. Fucker.
More than a few people came up to us while we were all hanging around outside, getting into that 'about to perform' state of mind, asking if we were The Civilians, and mentioning that they came out specifically to see us, chat us up, wish us well, whatnot. Very cool stuff. There was a good turn out of people at the Time Out Lounge, but who knew if they were gonna stay around, ya know? So The Industry finish up, and we rush our gear onto the tiny stage area, hoping people don't leave, and people are just sticking around, queuing up, standing around looking at us. Nobody's leaving, and everyone that was outside is now inside and fully focused on us. Trueland and Jeremy are joking with them like they always do... it was a good vibe in the room. Cool to be playing a gig in AZ. on a Friday night. Let's get this shit going NOW!
We did go to the Waffle House though, only after hanging out and saying goodbye to all our new friends and comrades, some of whom were making the trek out to Cottonwood to see us play again on Sat. FUCK THE WAFFLE HOUSE!!!! is all I'm gonna say about that once we got there... ha ha ha Yeah, lots of good people in AZ. It's been a while. I have forgotten, because it's been so long, but I'm gonna work on that not happening again. At least for a while anyways. I always have fun in AZ. I got stories. ;-)