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Monday, September 21, 2009
Day 10
The van really is a fairly comfy place to crash. It's not set up standard inside: there are two huge, plush captain's chairs on for the driver's and passenger's sides, and behind them (set sideways) is a
futon, which is the back seat bench, and a decent bed. It won't win any mobile lodging awards, but when I've got it to myself, it's just fine... until the sun hits it. The rest of the band was at Amber's.The day off got us food (at Mel's-- we we dine under the constant vigil of two huge pictures of George Lucas. It had more in common with the confessionals in THX-1138 than anything from American Graffiti), and a trip to the beach.
I only now remember that this is standard for San Francisco... but over by the venue, it was pretty hot and sunny: Michelle's really gung ho to go swimming (even now), but as we got closer to the water, it got cooler and foggier. When we got to the beach, it was jacket weather, and grey. We took off our shoes and walked on the sand, and headed back.
We spent our night off going to a rock show at the Hemlock... to see a Seattle band. Lee from Same Sex Dictator is the new bassist for Emeralds, and this was their last stop on the tour. San Francisco locals Flood closed out the night, and those guys were amazing.
The unmetered parking was going to abandon us, so I figured we'd hit a rest area on our way to Sacramento. Unfortunately, there aren't any. We headed out at about 2:00AM, and I drove 80 through Sacramento, got onto 5, went north, saw a Rest Area on the southbound side, turned around, and crashed. It was a long night.Notes from the road:
- • The Hemlock is kind of like the Blue Moon... though I'd like to play there sometime.
- • Did I mention Flood were awesome?
- • A decent sound guy makes all the difference in the world... Our Annie's gig was all but unplayable. A rough night like that really breaks morale-- there was a lot of hurt feelings, grumpiness, and general discord after the Annie's show.
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