Athens was indeed the renaissance we needed, in every way, and it's clear now that we're on the homestretch. I know a couple of folks in Athens from this year's Blackout fest, and saw nearly everyone before the show. It was especially nice to see Scott, who organized Blackout and set up our show. He's a great guy, totally overworked, but with a clear vision of who he's working for and what he's working towards. I caught up with Zack from We March, who I really like and whose band I dig. The Means showed up just before our set, and surprisingly everyone was pretty social, except for Jason, who just seemed distracted. I wonder what's up with him. Mine and Danny's set went over pretty well with the biggest crowd we've ever played to. I was eating crow the whole time, dedicating songs to Aaron left and right, still feeling pretty shitty about The Dayton Debacle. Not a lot of people sign the mailing list or buy CDs at first, but our total for the end of the night was respectable. The Giraffes were incredible, and The Means were fucking fantastic. I even actually jumped onstage with a couple of other dudes and screamed along to a couple of songs like a big kid. There are about three bands who I'm willing to lose both my voice and my hearing for, and I'm on tour with two of them-The Boss hasn't returned my calls. Despite dragging my feet on it at first, I drank our band's nightly allotment of beer (two pitchers) and more. Nithin apologized about his behavior while we were in Dayton and said he dug our show. Danny, smooth operator that he is, scored us a place to stay. Man, Danny and I work really well together, he's on top of all the shit I'm not. Which is to say that it all works out really well for me, I wonder if Danny has the same estimation.
Posted by Mishka at September 18, 2003 12:12 AM