Stephen King’s “Missouri”
Day two! We woke up early to try to work on Taylor’s amp. It seemed to be working after I touched up a couple of dodgy solder joints, so we packed it up and drove. Tommy couldn’t help but buy a whole stack of toys (mainly cap guns).
Eight hours of driving brought us to Springfield, and a mad dash to get to a couple of music stores before they closed to pick up cymbals and a bass amp. A ridiculous amount of money later, Jeff has most of what he needs to complete his kit, and I’m running a new Acoustic B600 head that sounds great, though a lot brighter than I’m used to. Thanks to Mitch at Springfield Music Store and Justin at Guitar Center for the help!
We got to the venue at 7pm, found someone to unlock the doors for us, loaded in and went to get some food (see the post about “Mexican” food for more details on that).
Back at The Outland, the crowd was starting to fill in, the opening band (Western Mystery Tradition) was good, particularly considering it was show number three. We brought our gear down to load onto the stage and found that despite the display board having us in the middle, we’d been pushed to the last spot, so we pulled our gear back to the storage area and waited for the next band to play their set, which was apparently their first show ever. Then we set up, found that Taylor’s amp didn’t work, borrowed an amp and played a slightly foreshortened version of our set to fit in the time before the bar closed.
On the plus side, we were paid, and after a rousing game of Wiffle ball the next morning, we went to guitar center again, got a replacement amp for Taylor, ate a big, great breakfast at George’s (biscuits and gravy FTW). The guys from the opening band happened to be at George’s too, so we said hi and hung out for a little while. Now it’s David Cross, Elton John and fire & brimstone preachers on the radio and sleeping Weathers brothers in the back for the next 8 hours.
Oh good, you’re all asleep. Hope you liked my dull bedtime story.
-Matt