Back from the overnight road trip. Karma may be a bitch, but Mother Nature is even a bigger one.
The ride to my second assault on Danville was uneventful. The choice of hotel proved to be a good one and we anticipated a fun night of food, friends and music. Well, two out of three ain't bad. An outdoor event is always a bit iffy and last night, just at the time the show was scheduled to begin...it looked like the world was about to end.
We actually arrived to hear the second half of the last song during soundcheck. Hell, that sounds great. Ten minutes later the band was covering up anything which couldn't be removed easily. We grabbed some food and sat on the outdoor deck under table umbrellas. As the rain began slowly at first, we all continued to sit there, a little wet, but hey it's only water. It was nice to catch up with the band and a few people I had met on my first trip down. The skies continued to grow more threatening and as the guy sitting next to be pulled up doplar radar on this phone (don't you just love technology), it was plain to see what was predicted to be scattered T-Storms was now a full-fledged weather front.
As the skies opened, the thunder and lightning which had been in the distance were now right over us. Might be the time to bring this party inside the bar. Which is what we did, and is where we continued to talk, laugh and raise a few glasses. What can you do? The show wasn't gonna happen. Later we heard on the news that a town not too far away received 3.5" of rain in 45 minutes. That is not good.
All in all, it was a night out, a chance to reconnect, and a road trip. Thanks to Hybrid Ice for almost kicking ass the whole night. Rick, Bob, Jason, Rusty and Chris... maybe Lock Haven in July. Can you say rain check?
I'll just say....Road Trip.
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Life, as it should be. Yeah, but it isn't. So here are some observations about a) What's wrong with it, b) How it can be improved, and c) How good it feels to bitch about it. End result: Life as it should be...in other words, a slice of life that tastes a whole lot like pizza.
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Tuesday, March 20, 2012
The Trip To Danville: Almost Showtime
For the first two parts of the story of the road trip to Danville, check out:
On The Road Again: The Trip To Danville along with
And So It Began...The Trip To Danville
Timeline Saturday March 17, around 2 pm. Danville PA
Checked into the hotel, looking like we were staying for a week instead of overnight. Two cooler bags filled with supplies, a bag with wine glasses (plastic cups..I don't think so. We bring champagne and crystal glasses when we tailgate at Springsteen concerts at the Meadowlands), and a small electric espresso maker (doesn't everyone?). Add some clothes and toiletries...well jersey girls don't travel light; we travel prepared.
After having a quick beer, out the door to check out the venue and grab some lunch. At the club, ran into Bob Richardson from the band Hybrid Ice, whom I had interviewed last month. Spent some time talking with him about what to expect for the show later that night. Those details only made us anticipate the evening even more.
Running a little later than we were expecting, we decided to grab a bite at one of the chains near the hotel. Please tell me how you have a new bartender working alone on a St. Patty's Day? The servers were lined up like rush hour traffic going into the Lincoln Tunnel.
Back to the hotel, relax a bit and get ready for the show. Finally get to meet the first of my two tweetville friends, this one drove in from Ohio...did I say crazy lady? Yes, indeed...but a girl after my own heart. If there's good music, don't stand in our way.
So, you always know when you stick out like a sore thumb. Walking up to the venue, we kinda got the "they're not from around here" look from the crowd waiting for the doors to open. Yes, north jersey ain't exactly nearby. It's really just the attitude...actually we are pretty harmless...unless provoked. At that point, we found our other friend from Twitterland and walked in (with a little help from the band) to claim our spots for the night.
With plenty of time before the show, it was fun to actually talk with the people I have been tweeting with for months. Nothing earthshaking, I think we pretty much knew what to expect from each other. Amazing what you can learn about each other in 140 characters. Also, with two of us writing blogs, there's not much in our lives that isn't addressed in public.
The people of Danville could not have been nicer; enjoyed talking to them and enjoyed the $2 price tag on the beers. You ain't getting that in jersey.
Lights go down...
The Music in Danville: First Up, Hybrid Ice followed by The Music in Danville: Jimi Jamison Rocks Hard
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On The Road Again: The Trip To Danville along with
And So It Began...The Trip To Danville
Timeline Saturday March 17, around 2 pm. Danville PA
Checked into the hotel, looking like we were staying for a week instead of overnight. Two cooler bags filled with supplies, a bag with wine glasses (plastic cups..I don't think so. We bring champagne and crystal glasses when we tailgate at Springsteen concerts at the Meadowlands), and a small electric espresso maker (doesn't everyone?). Add some clothes and toiletries...well jersey girls don't travel light; we travel prepared.
After having a quick beer, out the door to check out the venue and grab some lunch. At the club, ran into Bob Richardson from the band Hybrid Ice, whom I had interviewed last month. Spent some time talking with him about what to expect for the show later that night. Those details only made us anticipate the evening even more.
Running a little later than we were expecting, we decided to grab a bite at one of the chains near the hotel. Please tell me how you have a new bartender working alone on a St. Patty's Day? The servers were lined up like rush hour traffic going into the Lincoln Tunnel.
Back to the hotel, relax a bit and get ready for the show. Finally get to meet the first of my two tweetville friends, this one drove in from Ohio...did I say crazy lady? Yes, indeed...but a girl after my own heart. If there's good music, don't stand in our way.
So, you always know when you stick out like a sore thumb. Walking up to the venue, we kinda got the "they're not from around here" look from the crowd waiting for the doors to open. Yes, north jersey ain't exactly nearby. It's really just the attitude...actually we are pretty harmless...unless provoked. At that point, we found our other friend from Twitterland and walked in (with a little help from the band) to claim our spots for the night.
With plenty of time before the show, it was fun to actually talk with the people I have been tweeting with for months. Nothing earthshaking, I think we pretty much knew what to expect from each other. Amazing what you can learn about each other in 140 characters. Also, with two of us writing blogs, there's not much in our lives that isn't addressed in public.
The people of Danville could not have been nicer; enjoyed talking to them and enjoyed the $2 price tag on the beers. You ain't getting that in jersey.
Lights go down...
The Music in Danville: First Up, Hybrid Ice followed by The Music in Danville: Jimi Jamison Rocks Hard
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