This is for everyone that came out to see us, and didn’t get to talk to us long enough, which would be everyone, because nights are only so long and when crowds of support are that large, some of our friends and fans may have missed some of the f-d up and hilarious things we got ourselves into on our little tour down to the Ohio valley.
First off, the drive down was late into the night where we all experimented with different forms of energy drinks, shots, and sprays, all of which seemed not to work, until hours afterwards, which forced us to speed in more ways than one. We arrived into Wheeling, WV while the birds were chirping for the worms, and slept a few hours, then decided to live the high life, and spent the sunny day drinking the High Life, and eating delicious turkey sandwiches and potato salad provided by Andrew’s wonderful mother, and oh yeah Gina made breakfast, bacon – eggs – toast… an american classic. We played a surprise show that evening at The Office Lounge, which was also a surprise to us, thinking we were going to sit in, and play for a minute which turned into two hours, and some new friends. The show was sweaty and sobering. Afterwards, we were about to leave when, the bartender, a great sax player and wheeling local,, asked us if we would like a drink on the house because he liked our performance, he was also an old friend of Andrew’s. The drink of choice was Yagermeister kissed with Red Bull, otherwise known as a yager bomb. Well, the bombs flew and our brains may have a looked like Warsaw, after a blitzkrieg, the lines of bombs continued to fall, and the end of the evening turned into a wax poetic with predictions of the future, old stories, and hot cigarettes.
The next morning we woke up feeling like champions, no really, it was peculiar, We woke without the feelings of a night before, packed the van and tread the highway, I drove, so possibly slower, than other drivers, I am incapable of speeding. We came into where we were greeted by Andrew’s wonderful aunt and uncle. We were offered beers and a complimentary tour to the local starbucks, where espresso invaded our heart rates. Andrew’s mom made the best lasagna I have ever eaten, and loaded us up for a couple busy nights to come.
Around gig time, we loaded back into the van for the short drive from the suburb to the city, where The Scarlet and Grey cafe greeted us with a taste of the home of the buckeyes, OSU, the stadium was massive, very impressed. We got there super early so we decided to promote on the streets with our cards and smiles. Our straight forward nature and our NYC promotion style rubbed some the wrong way while others responded by coming to watch us play, and sure enough, The Scarlet and Grey didn’t know what to expect, but when we finished, the response was well received, thanks to all those we saw and came to see, especially Matt, LHT, and my long time friend Angela, BC, Fluharty, and more great support from Andrew’s family. We headed back to Andrew’s aunt and uncles, after the bar started to get quite lubricated, we returned promptly, and sat outside, sipping beers, and getting some great conversation with andrew’s aunt and mom, much needed, and grateful for it.
The next morning, we were off again, back to Wheeling to prepare ourselves for our hypothesized whopper, Pittsburgh’s Club Cafe. The crowd came from all around, as far as South Carolina, family as deep as second cousins, and all of our great friends and fans. The drive was quick, and as always the Pittsburgh skyline never fails to impress. We approached the fort pitt tunnel, held our breath, and waited to gasp for air as Pittsburgh exploded in front of us. We went to eat, got some gyros, wraps, and slices, did our sound check, with a great guy and sound guy, thank you Pete. We came back to our opener, Signal to the Ocean State, who was phenomenal, and saw the crowd really starting to heat up. Upon on our pensive wait, Nicole ran up to us, bouncing happily, to tell us we sold the show out, and the place was at capacity! We were enamored, I headed next door with my friend Josh and grabbed a shot of Jim for the nerves and the throat, my uncey Drake had some good words for me right before we started, and then all of sudden we were on the stage and the crowd was barking us along, shouts, hoots, and yelps of encouragement and expletive were thrown our way. The recipe was right for a rock show, our amps clicked on, heat sizzled from the tubes and J’s sticks hit together to coin us in for the first song, after that, if you were there, a real experience was had by us and the crowd. The band and the crowd synced up to produce an electrifying energy. Afterwards, was a blur, old friends, new friends, family, unplugging. I don’t have much until Casey’s Draft house where the show’s unstoppable energy continued on, fueled by tequila, friends, and beers. I wished I could have seen everyone longer, but unfortunately we had to roll back to MA the next day, I owe a lot of you beers.
The next morning, thanks Ar and Vick for the luxurious use of your apartment, doritos, a hot shower, and all the crystal light I could drink. We headed to back to Boston, we fasted and drove five hours to a Cracker Barrel at our halfway point. That was awesome. Great Music and great times.
We want to thank everyone that has supported us along our trip so far, you are helping us make our dreams real, and all we want to do is provide you with the best music possible, we will see you all at Bethany’s homecoming, in October! I can’t wait… Brandon sleep.
