They put 10,000 people in the parking lot of the A. Finkl & Sons steel mill for our show on Saturday in Chicago. I think it was the first big show they’d ever held there. Adam wanted to take a shower in the afternoon and was escorted to a big warehouse full of dirt-covered men in hardhats and goggles using blow torches… in the corner was a communal shower with a naked man eating a sandwich and scrubbing his ass. The air reaked of carrots and throw up. Adam played the gig without showering.
We were able to lengthen our set to 70 minutes for the Chicago show… set list looked like this:
What You Wish For
New Song #2
Barrel of a Gun
Red Oyster Cult
Demons (with Joe & Jerry Campbell on mandolin)
Center of Attention
The Krazy Glue held up throughout the whole set, extra ten minutes and all. Here’s a shot of us on stage next to a shot of John Mayer on stage an hour later:
You see when the sun goes down, the fog machines and jumbotron screens come out. Poor Pasty, no one can see his strobe light in the daylight. Especially when they’re passing out from heat exhaustion. The promoters of the show included us on the customized jean jackets they made for the show:
Someone even went to the trouble of stitching a ROSENWORCEL on the breast pocket. And while I’m totally into wearing clothing with my name on the front of it, I’ve had a fashion reversal of sorts in the past two years since our Fa Fa video came out to miserable fashion reviews. No more denim tops for me. Likewise, Adam has sworn off wearing Mexican blankets over his shoulder.