road stories
perhaps i was inspahrd by seeing nathan brown at the stoogegig last wk, or maybe it's reading the latest installment of katboy's underground railroad tour diary, but i've been reflecting with more fondness than i'd expect on my last misadventure on the road with nathan 'n' dave karnes, back in january 2004. (in the last week or two, i've been reminded much of stuff i put out of my mind a coupla yrs ago.) some _good_ thangs i 'member 'bout the nathan 'n' dave tour:
1) playing a show at the wreck room right before we left with two of my kids 'n' my sweetie in the audience. standing in the wings with nathan before we hit, watching snmnm tear it up with just bass, drums, 'n' wah-wah accordian, wondering how in the fuck we were gonna follow _that_. afterward, having my oldest dtr help me carry my gtrs back to my sweetie's li'l house over on boland. on the tour, wearing the "plantation owner's hat" my middle dtr brought back from a trip to south carolina.
2) looking over my shoulder every night for a wk and seeing dave karnes playing the drums.
3) the place where we stayed in atlanta's cabbagetown, a fonky 'n' bohemian 'hood where a lot of the houses are decorated, um, eccentrically, and where there's a tunnel that's not owned by the city where graffiti artists can tag at will. taking a nap in a room in the house that had the warmest golden quality of light in the middle of the afternoon.
4) watching karnage eat an entahr can of pinto beans with chopsticks in the parking lot of the club where we played in atlanta. not bad for a whiteboy.
5) columbia, south carolina, where i awoke to the smell of sauteeing chicken cutlets (courtesy of our hostess' largesse 'n' il karnaggio's culinary skills) and we got to take showers, do laundry, and check e-mail.
6) the place where we played in columbia (or was it columbus, georgia? fucked if i can remember). we played two sets and the club comped us more beer than karnes 'n' i could drink. we were actually giving it away to bar patrons. as a result, the second set was considerably shakier 'n the first. not that anybody noticed (except nathan).
7) playing nathan's songs "i've been feeling it," "my favorite 1" (the english rock orchestra version), and "let's eat" (aka "the steely dan song").
8) sleeping 16 hours a day in the van (in between reading the english patient).
9) seeing a functioning drive-in theater in shelby, mississippi (where my uncle trained during ww2). we were supposed to come back to play a gig in town there but it didn't eventuate. as a result, i failed to get a pic of the drive-in. somewhere in this house, there's a disposable camera w/pics of us on the beach in charleston, south carolina, and other stuff. i should prolly get that developed one of these days.
10) coming home. even if it was by bus for 18 hrs. seeing my sweetie waiting in the bus station.
there was some other stuff, too, but we won't belabor that.
1) playing a show at the wreck room right before we left with two of my kids 'n' my sweetie in the audience. standing in the wings with nathan before we hit, watching snmnm tear it up with just bass, drums, 'n' wah-wah accordian, wondering how in the fuck we were gonna follow _that_. afterward, having my oldest dtr help me carry my gtrs back to my sweetie's li'l house over on boland. on the tour, wearing the "plantation owner's hat" my middle dtr brought back from a trip to south carolina.
2) looking over my shoulder every night for a wk and seeing dave karnes playing the drums.
3) the place where we stayed in atlanta's cabbagetown, a fonky 'n' bohemian 'hood where a lot of the houses are decorated, um, eccentrically, and where there's a tunnel that's not owned by the city where graffiti artists can tag at will. taking a nap in a room in the house that had the warmest golden quality of light in the middle of the afternoon.
4) watching karnage eat an entahr can of pinto beans with chopsticks in the parking lot of the club where we played in atlanta. not bad for a whiteboy.
5) columbia, south carolina, where i awoke to the smell of sauteeing chicken cutlets (courtesy of our hostess' largesse 'n' il karnaggio's culinary skills) and we got to take showers, do laundry, and check e-mail.
6) the place where we played in columbia (or was it columbus, georgia? fucked if i can remember). we played two sets and the club comped us more beer than karnes 'n' i could drink. we were actually giving it away to bar patrons. as a result, the second set was considerably shakier 'n the first. not that anybody noticed (except nathan).
7) playing nathan's songs "i've been feeling it," "my favorite 1" (the english rock orchestra version), and "let's eat" (aka "the steely dan song").
8) sleeping 16 hours a day in the van (in between reading the english patient).
9) seeing a functioning drive-in theater in shelby, mississippi (where my uncle trained during ww2). we were supposed to come back to play a gig in town there but it didn't eventuate. as a result, i failed to get a pic of the drive-in. somewhere in this house, there's a disposable camera w/pics of us on the beach in charleston, south carolina, and other stuff. i should prolly get that developed one of these days.
10) coming home. even if it was by bus for 18 hrs. seeing my sweetie waiting in the bus station.
there was some other stuff, too, but we won't belabor that.
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