12/9/17

One more before the year is up. it’s also late and hell... life’s been getting dramatic and all over me. 

Hickoids were playing Riley’s with the Beaumont’s and Spider Mike.  It was cold as hell out in the country. 

I made he drive in my noisy ass truck, but I made it down there easy. The access road was lined with cars at the exit. Families all ready to go to a three acre chunk of land with Christmas lights on it. They might have had a Santa in there, I’m betting it wasn’t worth it for anyone involved in any capacity.  

Mike stated after I loaded in. His new act had a lot of slide in it.  All is good. 

Our set was decent, the stage is really too small for the size amps we use. And the jumping around, Tom and I kept running into each other. And then there is Smitty... Fucker is all over the place. 

Beaumont’s were killing it but I still took off right after “Not As Cool As Jesus” aka the greatest song in the world!!! Those guys, I fucking love them. 

Next year is comin soon!!

11/30/17

We Swished it in San Antonio the other night. Played at an art opening at a place called The Brick. It's in a formerly industrial part of town right across the street from the Pioneer Flower company. And it's all been gentrified.


The gallery was cool as hell. It was a unicorn themed show and a bunch of people were showing and their was a costume contest so loads of folks dressed up as unicorns. Pretty cool stuff.


I was sick as hell. Coming down from a nasty cold/flu hybrid that had been (and still is) kicking my ass. At the end of the set both Lance and Tom asked me how I thought we did, "I have no clue"... Poor sick boy. They both said we had a good show. I guess I believe them.



Pocket Fishermen went on after us. I loaded out and went home to bed.