4/21/13

Fishermen Fish Fry. It's as glorious as the Corn Lovers Fiesta. Sunday, all day at the "new" Scoot Inn. It looks like the old Scoot, but they don't turn the AC on... It was one hot bitch inside that place.

There were plenty of cool bands on the bill, I showed up later than usual and was rewarded with the Fishermen going on. Whipped it. Purple Stickpin, next. Whipped it. Then everything went inside (noise ordinance). Churchwood, Whipped IT. And we finished things off with a fair amount of ass whipping as well.

Decent crowd for a Sunday night. There was a whole lot of that "I'm drunk and it's late, so let's get it on" vibe going on. Not so much a lovefest, more of a fuckfest. A great kind of crowd to play to.

Breakdown

One lame little beer ticket... Oy.

Three Show Wrap-up

I'm late by three shows... Lame Lame Lame...

How can I improve this? By stepping up the lame a little more with a THREE SHOW POST!!

#1

Hickoids in Dallas. We were up to play a scooter/motorcycle fest at Lee Harvey's. We hadn't been back from Europe for a week and we made the drive. Well, I made the drive back and flew up (!) rock star style. Money to burn....

Good, happy crowd. They liked us a bunch and we were still pretty tight (but tired) from the tour.

Near the end of our set most of the bikes started peeling out and the smell of burnt rubber was making me think an amp was on fire. Then ALL of the bikes started up and it smelled like Midland. It was real hard to breathe, but we made it to the end.

We hit the Czech Stop on the way home!

#2

David Nobody benefit at the Longbranch. David fucked up his hand in a nasty way right before SXSW this year. Like most Austin musicians (like me) he had no insurance. So we benefit.

We were right before Churchwood (awesome as always) and after a stripped down Shootin pains (dandy work, fellas). I love the shit out of the sound of an acoustic through a tube amp.

We kicked ass. Still high off the tour it would have been hard for us to mess up.

#3

Two days later at the Mix. Stevie Tombstone was out for a few dates and the night was him solo and us. He did about 45 minutes and we did an hour and a half. It was a long slow build and by the end we were in full on rage mode.

They close the smoking deck at last call so the last fifteen minutes the place was packed and we were on fire. Lots of good, happy, drunk folks with nowhere else to go. Hickiod putty!

3/31/13

Day 10 London


I know it's way late, but here it is, the last show.

It was at the Islington which is a club named after a neighborhood in London (where it is also located). When I told my UK family about it they would say 
"Oh great! Where is it"
"The Islington"
"But what is the name of the club"
And so on...

Country Dirt started things off with a fairly straight forward country set. Straight forward if you weren't paying any attention to the lyrics. Then it's a whole different story! Marianna had some carnival barker level sills. A tremendous ability to sling the bullshit. I didn't hear it at first, but damn!


Bob Collum had a nice, tight set and the Hicks were on. It was a little rough for us (must have been missing those Grannies) but we got through and and the crowd was in to it. They went crazy when we whipped our Gudbye t' Jane on them. Those islanders love their Slade!


That was it. I repacked my bags for the flight home, shook a bunch of hands, gave out some Cds and hugs and the Hickoids headed off towards home. 

Things were about to get rough for us, but that is another post.