"Communication Breakdown, it's always the same"...'Nuff said.We ended up in the wrong place at pretty close to the right time, either way we're hanging Rochester hoping we run into someone that knew Cody Carlson from when he was a baby boy born in the great state of New York. The first few stops have been nothing short of spectacular... from seeing our old buddy Buddy Lindley, to the double header in Edinboro and Erie (Presque Isle), to the wonderful experience with the Hitt Family and Friends...couldn't have been a better start to the "tour".
We play the Abilene Bar & Lounge tonight, and with it being a off day for "entertainment" we can only hope that a few people stumble in and we can melt their faces. I liken it to Skittles, when I think about the idea of having no Skittles, it completely shreds my insides....when I think about having one Skittle, I feel better about the situation. SO, if a Skittle shows up tonight, there's a good chance that we will eat that very Skittle. If two, three, or ten Skittles show up....well then, we can then sort them out and see which flavors everyone likes, and then devour.
The gear situation has made it interesting, not completely terrible but interesting. We will obviously make it work for the next month or so, but I don't think any of us really fancy riding amongst thousands and thousands of dollars worth of gear. 150 extra miles to the tank w/o the trailer is completely awesome, I just hope no one falls apart physically, mainly me. I'm still waiting and hoping for the day that my head doesn't feel like it's going to fall off of my body. Anyone have an affordable tour bus they are looking to get rid of? or anything that will hold all of our gear and not sit three people across a bench seat in the back?... I know of 5 humans riding around in a van with a drumset, 4 guitar cases, a couple amps, 3 or 4 speakers, merch bin, Satya Sai Baba display stand, a couple of boxes of food, and gig bags and hardware a plenty. If you're one of the 14 people that might read this and you've gotten this far, you're asking yourself if your friends The Womacks and Mr. Chris Castle are insane...
Yes, Yes We Are. We're absolutely nuts! Look at it like this: We're so crazy and sometimes outright dumb, so you don't have to be... who's gonna ride around in a van where the three people in the back have butt-cheeks touching at all times? WE ARE! It makes a three hour ride to Rochester interesting... One Beatmaster Meat Sandwich coming right up! You want that on Heyman Bread? GOOD! Cause that's all we got!!!
ROCH 'N ROLL MY LITTLE BABY MUFFINS.
Don't forget, the "Beat" loves you...
Sincerely Yours, BMP
