I’m writing from backstage at the HiHo Lounge in New Orleans. It’s one of those small clubs where you can picture regulars who know the bartender on a first name basis taking the same seat at the bar every day of the week. They’re always good to us here, so we always look forward to coming back.
Last night we were at The Elysium in Austin, Texas. Ate good food from a hot dog truck that specialized in vegetarian hot dogs. Played an incredibly fun show and got to hang out with some friends we don’t get to see very often, one of them from my hometown of Charlottesville. I dig Austin… haven’t had the opportunity to spend much time there, but what I’ve seen I like. I would have loved to have had time to catch a horror film at the Alamo Draft House, which exists only in Texas with the exception of one location in Winchester, Virginia of all places. Go figure.
We hit the road right after the show last night with me behind the wheel. I’m pretty good at driving long stints at night, and actually find it pretty relaxing, but not so relaxing that I fall asleep and kill everyone in the band including myself. I’m not into the whole “mangle your friends” thing. If anyone kills everyone in the band it will be Tony after someone cuts him off while driving and he decides that running them off the road is more important than living. Anyway, I made my way down the highway through some of the most hideous retail sprawl I’ve ever seen. The sun came up, and seeing as I was heading east with no sunglasses, I was somewhat blind. I used the force to stay on the road, but when I started hearing Obi Wan’s voice I knew it was time to pull over. The first thing I found was a grocery store. I was asleep seconds after finding a space in the back of the lot and killing the engine. Woke up a couple hours later feeling a bit refreshed. Hit the road again and pulled another hour and a half before being drawn to a Denny’s sign off the side of the road. Eric and I woke up the guys, and we went inside and enjoyed a much-needed breakfast. Tony took over at the wheel after that and pulled the rest of the drive as I slept in the back.
Now we’re just waiting for tonight’s show to get started. I wish we had some extra time in New Orleans to explore, but we have an even longer drive ahead, all the way to San Antonio, Texas tonight. And even with the lack of sleep and the crazy long drives, I can’t imagine something I’d rather be doing…
Me with the Cinderella posse:
Tony backstage in New Orleans:
Left on our van window at last night’s show:
Coffee to get through the drive: