So yeah, we leave RI at 5 am or so. It quickly becomes apparent that our transmission has other ideas. We limp to NYC at 35mph, unable to get out of 2nd gear. It takes forever, but we still get there early. And first. But where are the Beat? Their fancy tour bus has broken down and they haven't left Providence yet. But who's gloating? That would be unseemly. The irony of the role reversal is worth savoring, especially when we get a 2-hour soundcheck. The Beat barely make it in time to slam their gear on stage before doors open. It's important for us to do well in New York, and we do...do well. Marja Stone joins us on fiddle for 2 tunes and also goes over quite well. Her and hubby Sam are real snappy dressers and a cool couple. I have a fucking blast during the show. I haven't played NYC since the 90's and it's a great way to reconnect with a city where I used to spend so much time working. We go to Mama's bar after, where I meet a Russian chick named Anastasia, and fall madly in love. I'm pretty sure we're engaged. BM sax player Matt Mason lives in town, so we head off to catch a few winks before heading down to Baltimore and DC. We stop to get pizza and get into a conversation with a lovely Indian gal about Matt's tattoos - she's trying to make a point about Westerners having Eastern symbols as tattoos but not understanding them. I break her down with a little disquisition on Durga and the Kali cults and we part respectfully. At Matt's I have an entire couch to myself, AC, and a shower. Heaven. The next morning, four of us decide to catch a $20 bus down to DC. Somehow Joni, Justino, Matt and I all meet up and catch the bus without incident. Everyone knows we rocked New York and we're all feeling good as we roll down to DC. Buster has just told me that he and BM bass man Lee are "the closest thing to Laurel and Hardy you'll ever see" and I have no reason too doubt the man. Coming up next, we get all Mid-Atlantic with it in DC and Baltimore.
Check out these amazing photos of the NYC show at skapunkphotos.com
And the same guy who took the photos, Brian Kremkau, also reviewed the entire show here