The Peg
After a good spaghetti feeding courtesy of our tBay hosts, it was time to head west. The highway mostly goes through a lot of unpopulated woodland. It was also very hot, but at least we were well rested from the night before. We seemed to stop a lot, but this was probably necessary. I'm kind of hyper-efficient at trips like this, and I like to consolidate all errands in single stops. Best to meet in the middle though, if you know what I mean.
We had just enough time to roll into the city, find the venue and relax for a few minutes before loading in. Amazingly, this band was playing an in-store at a music shop just across the street! We watched them for a bit, but then had to get down to our own business.
The bar was fairly large, not unlike the Speakeasy. For the longest time it was just the bands in there, and I was getting a little worried. The opening band played to maybe 5 people, counting other bands. The second band played off-kilter garage punk with a maniacal lead singer who went to great lengths to put on a show for the very small crowd. That band was quite entertaining... perhaps not at the level of the band I saw in Providence last year (see June 2006 entries), but in that ballpark performance-wise. The singer was a nice guy. I think he had a lot on his mind.
Although the final paid attendance was only 11, none of us lost any enthusiasm as our time drew near. We knew we'd at least have a good sound system. We played the first seven tracks on the album, ending with perhaps the most epic yet version of the long song. I busted out the theremin for the first time on tour, multiple drums were played on stage and in the audience. It was actually a really awesome show. We sold 7 items of merch... pretty good ratio! I think the few people there were quite impressed, which of course made it all worthwhile. The more we play across the country, the more I get the sense that a significant number of people appreciate what we do despite having no frame of reference. That's a good feeling.
AQlthough we'd received an offer to go swimming with essentially the entire audience, we had to go. The next night would be our first scheduled day off so far (Saturday having been cancelled in Sherbrooke), and we thought it would be good to get as close as possible to the next town so we could get some sleep and conserve time the next day. We drove from the Peg to mHat, where I presently write from a public terminal in a drugstore. I've had nothing but van sleep since tBay, and precious little of that. Last night was a very long haul, and we're all a little short with each other right now, although there are no crises in progress. I think everyone understands the cirumstances, so we're trying to just stay out of each other's way.
Tomorrow it's Cal, then Van the next day. That will be a brutal drive, so all the better to get a good night's sleep tonight.
We had just enough time to roll into the city, find the venue and relax for a few minutes before loading in. Amazingly, this band was playing an in-store at a music shop just across the street! We watched them for a bit, but then had to get down to our own business.
The bar was fairly large, not unlike the Speakeasy. For the longest time it was just the bands in there, and I was getting a little worried. The opening band played to maybe 5 people, counting other bands. The second band played off-kilter garage punk with a maniacal lead singer who went to great lengths to put on a show for the very small crowd. That band was quite entertaining... perhaps not at the level of the band I saw in Providence last year (see June 2006 entries), but in that ballpark performance-wise. The singer was a nice guy. I think he had a lot on his mind.
Although the final paid attendance was only 11, none of us lost any enthusiasm as our time drew near. We knew we'd at least have a good sound system. We played the first seven tracks on the album, ending with perhaps the most epic yet version of the long song. I busted out the theremin for the first time on tour, multiple drums were played on stage and in the audience. It was actually a really awesome show. We sold 7 items of merch... pretty good ratio! I think the few people there were quite impressed, which of course made it all worthwhile. The more we play across the country, the more I get the sense that a significant number of people appreciate what we do despite having no frame of reference. That's a good feeling.
AQlthough we'd received an offer to go swimming with essentially the entire audience, we had to go. The next night would be our first scheduled day off so far (Saturday having been cancelled in Sherbrooke), and we thought it would be good to get as close as possible to the next town so we could get some sleep and conserve time the next day. We drove from the Peg to mHat, where I presently write from a public terminal in a drugstore. I've had nothing but van sleep since tBay, and precious little of that. Last night was a very long haul, and we're all a little short with each other right now, although there are no crises in progress. I think everyone understands the cirumstances, so we're trying to just stay out of each other's way.
Tomorrow it's Cal, then Van the next day. That will be a brutal drive, so all the better to get a good night's sleep tonight.
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