The last night of the tour. Before the gig we managed to put our differences with the Peace Soldiers behind us by sitting down and talking about feelings. All it required was a little give and take. I would slide my percussion kit back a few more feet for their drummer, he would share his squirrel jerky with me later that night on the bus. This could be the beginning of a solid band friendship based on communication and understanding. Here’s a photo of the Peace Soldiers joining us on stage for an encore of Sharp Dressed Man, to which the crowd responded with a smattering of applause not unlike the one Mark Calcavecchia is accustomed to getting when he makes par with a five foot putt …
Perhaps the smattering was just the crowd manifesting its confusion. The Peace Soldiers are also a trio and apparently their vocal inflections resemble those of the Gusters at times. There must have been some people in the audience who figured that the Peace Soldiers were actually the three of us, and their confusion at the joint encore probably resulted in a subdued reaction to the ZZ Top tune. Oh yes, those of you with big strong computers may want to download the Guster Too Hot For TV video from 1998 — it includes footage of our first encounter with the Peace Soldiers in a parking lot in Nashville… Finally, thanks to everyone in Philadelphia for being one of the most spirited crowds of the tour. Thanks to everyone who who came out to see us in places other than Philadelphia too. Thanks to our awesome crew for working so hard. Special thanks to the Peace Soldiers…..
I woke up this morning and I was in Maryland, so I walked off the bus to look for somewhere to poop and realized I was in a football stadium and that my band is supposed to play in the football stadium tonight. Which made me have to shit even more.
So I shat in the Terrapins’ locker room and then went back on the bus and watched a documentary about (AMERICAN PATRIOT!) Oliver North, which made me feel even worse.
And so we soundchecked and then I went back on the bus where Ryan was watching a documentary on Noam Chomsky, whose intellectual musings on media, society, and capitalism meshed perfectly with the sound of the UMD men’s lacrosse team butting heads in the parking lot outside the bus, restoring my faith in the independent mind while creating just the right mix of academia and testosterone to get me in the mood to headline a stadium. I’ll try to take a picture of the 3% full stadium tonight while we’re on stage.
I couldn’t believe the shit I read on The Peace Soldiers’ website today. When we met them in Kentucky in 1998 they were nice guys just looking for an audience to play in front of. Finally we offer them a week of dates and they turn out to be ungrateful bastards!? Their attitudes must have grown along with their mulletts over the last three years.
Anyway, the Flynn Theater show was one of my favorites of the tour even though Ryan berated a woman in the crowd for being one of the only people sitting down. He once saw Michael Stipe do that at Great Woods. He learned it from watching Michael Stipe. After the show we drove over to Winooski and caught Jurassic 5’s late set at Higher Ground. It was fantastic. And I learned that it’s not radio who controls hip-hop… it’s the people… the people control hip-hop.
Lots to do on a Tuesday in Vermont.