The Barenaked Ladies got a key to the city of Portland from the mayor today, so we kicked and screamed until someone went and got one for us too. Backstage before the show we realized what it opened — bottles of Corona.
During “Bury Me” tonight Ryan told everyone how we whined until we received the key. Then we demonstrated it’s usefulness on Adam’s beer bottle. The crowd seemed to like this. A few songs into their set, BNL embarked on an improv song about how they got the key to the city of Portland, without knowing we’d already stolen their thunder. Don’t get me wrong, their little number was much more clever, spontaneous, witty, and musical than ours… but ours was first. Tomorrow we might cover “Jane” just so they look like they’re copying us.
We’re in Pittsburgh. The last three weeks off now feel like a distant dream. Ryan just came up to me to show me that he drew a picture of former White House press secretary George Stephanopolous on his Palm Pilot.
This is a picture of Kate. She has been living on the Gusbus since September, in charge of our merchandise. This means she’s the last person to leave the venue at the end of the night, after all the t-shirts are counted. When Kate is not hocking our stuff, she’s a student at quaint and diverse Middlebury College in Vermont. Kate is being profiled in the road journal because she works hard, does a great job, and deserves credit, and because I couldn’t handle the idea of leaving that lame Starsky & Hutch joke up on the site to haunt me for three weeks while we’re off the road.
It’s nice to have female energy on the bus sometimes. For instance, there have been a couple of occasions where we’ve hit eject on the DVD player to discover that someone left “Ghostbusters” in there. When this happens, me and Ryan and Adam will look at each other, horrified, stunned, ready to make unthinkable accusations about each other, until we all realize that Kate is on the road with us, and the finger-pointing ceases.
(I should have stuck with the Starsky & Hutch gag. They’re much more laughable than Ghostbusters. Bill Murray still has some cred and the Stay-Puff Marshmallow Man was a solid, timeless joke. Ray Parker Jr. is comfortably retired from that theme song. Any movie that survives the jump from analog to digital is above ridicule…)
Still haven’t figured out why 2000 people showed up at a Guster show in South Bend Indiana, but it was a good one with the help of sophomore Kevin Reen on violin and freshman Mike Murphy on tuba. After the show, we went out to a few campus parties and held Adam’s feet above his head while he did a keg stand (24 seconds… that’s right, here in the *road journal* you hear about things they’re afraid to talk about in the *guslog*). Sorry we don’t have pictures, but we did snap a few shots during our tour of the Notre Dame campus before the show…
This is the “Touchdown Jesus.” It’s a big mural of Jesus on the side of a library. When Ryan mentioned the Touchdown Jesus during the show, people cheered. They teach this to you in Rock School 101: Make a reference to a local landmark.
This is another statue of Jesus. It looks as if he was also attempting to make the touchdown signal but was cast in concrete before he could finish.
This building has a big gold figure of Mary atop its dome. She overlooks what is known as “The God Quad.”
This is Starsky & Hutch. They are two gentiles who are now syndicated on The Nashville Network, which is the cable channel of choice in the Gusbus.