Tonight in Omaha
There is only on thing more stupid than a rock and roll show that starts at 5 o clock... a rock and roll band scheduled to play that particular show sitting in their hotel room channel surfing with their shoes off, taking naps, deciding which book to read next at 4:45(!). So we rolled into town here after a very leisurely ride of under 2 hours (ridiculously pleasant after the long hauls we have been doing the past couple of days) and we were even relaxed enough to stop in for a late brunch at a cracker barrel just outside of Omaha. The world seemed ours. The show sat far ahead on the distant horizon. We felt full and happy and were seriously considering the in room movies. Until we got a call from Aaron (Thad's rip-roarin, tear the house down bass player) and realized we had to be at the venue around 3 and it was ten minutes to 5. Needless to say we made it the 2.5 miles from our hotel to the club and strolled in like we owned the place. We couldn't even find the sound guy for a good twenty so look who's waiting on who. ahhh, I think I'll have something cold to drink while I tune my guitar thank you. The venue is actually VERY cool. Very deluxe for our first visit to Omaha. It was a new place in town here called The roadhouse at Jobber's Canyon. It is a three story restaurant/brewery/music venue and they have this great Sunday night dinner concert series that held a packed house tonight. I don't think we have ever played a show where people were actually rocking out to our tunes AND eating salad. At one point during Another Summer Skip actually got a funny look on his face and slightly backed away from the mic because he thought the waitress was bringing us a tray full of soup on stage. Which would have been kind of cool and a little like practicing in your mom's basement in middle school with a designated snack time. we were up for it. The place itself, and the crowd were amazing and attentive and really great music fans. We had a great time and a fantastic meal afterwards and all by the wee hour of eight o-clock pm. Still plenty of time left for slippers and coffee.