Welcome back to Road Notes. If you are just joining us, you might want to refer to the previous posts for some context, or you can just keep reading you daredevil…
I left you all back in Albuquerque but now it's time to get y'all into Texas (proceed reading with Texan accent). Our first gig was in Amarillo at a bar called Whiskey River which, to me, portrays this image of a gently meandering stream of Jameson that flows through some mystical forest filled with inebriated deer. Digression aside, this venue is actually pretty awesome. The stage was big, the sound was good, the crowd was receptive, and the other bands were really nice to us. After the show the bartender asked our band to sign a drum cymbal so it could be placed on the wall of fame, which is always an honor. The only downside to the venue is that you can smoke cigarettes inside which stunk up our clothes and was hard on AJ's contacts.
After the show we decided to chip away at our long drive to Dallas and AJ drove for a couple hours before finding a picnic area where we could get some shut eye. The following night we played at The RBC near downtown Dallas. This place is a hidden gem; great stage and great sound. Plus, the owner is a really awesome lady. I would definitely recommend catching a show there. Unfortunately we were booked last so we got stuck with the opening spot, playing at 5pm and followed by 6 bands… So it was a little bit slow as far as crowds go, but we were so fired up on the place that we rocked it like it was the Super Bowl.
After the gig we stayed the night with Chrysalis at one of their dad's houses who lives in Addison which is about 20 miles out of Dallas. The next morning I was awoken on the living room floor to Pat kicking me and saying "We got a problem, the van's gone." Pat and I are rarely serious with each other, but everyone knows that nothing is funny at 9am. Humor begins around 10:30am. Anyway, our van was definitely gone. We were all hoping to our respective deities that it wasn't stolen because that would be, as they say in the business, "game over". After several phone calls, we found out that the van had indeed been towed and we had simply misread a clearly posted sign.
Fast forward to the tow yard. We waited in line for about an hour with a bunch of other angry people and I couldn't help but think about the irony in the whole situation. Everyone there, ourselves included, was eager to tell everyone else in line what happened to their vehicle. At that moment you are all united under a common enemy. You inadvertently end up with an unforgettable memory to share with these strangers for the rest of your life. There is something to be said for that. Enough of that crap though, it cost us $164 which is a whole lot of Subway sandwiches. Oh well, we bounced back quickly and it could have been much worse.
The next night we played in one of my favorite cities-Austin, Texas at The Red Eyed Fly. This is a really great venue in the heart of downtown Austin. The bands played great, and there were even a couple of members of Alice Cooper's band in attendance. That night we slept at the promoter's house on the outskirts of town. He failed to mention that he had several roommates and that most of them had to be up at 5am… Needless to say that we came in hot at about 2am and it took us no time at all to find the pool table and the moonshine. Let's just say the roommates were less than pleased. The next day we left around noon, dodging some angry looks.
We decided to get ourselves a cheap hotel since we had the day off, and we used the day to exercise and get some rest. That night we ended up at a "Bring Your Own Beer" arcade which was epic. It literally had every video game you can think of and each machine was complete with it's very own cup holder. We had a blast.
The next day we were headed for Houston to play at The White Swan, which is a total shit hole… If you can judge a place by it's bathroom then take a gander at this photo. The damn thing makes no logistical sense, and there's no lock on the door either:
We played fine, but I see no reason to go back to that place so lets leave it at that. Afterward we started making our way toward Florida. I'll pick it up from there next time. I quickly want to mention that we have a page set up at a donation based website called "GoFundMe" which has been really helpful to keeping us fed and housed on the road. If you have anything extra you could throw our way to help us out we will be eternally grateful! Any amount helps here is the link: http://www.gofundme.com/agnwdo