Desperately searching for a way to make our third visit to the Gypsy Tea Room in Dallas different than our first two visits to the Gypsy Tea Room in Dallas, we declared tonight’s show “wig night”… which is kind of like “opposite day,” except things aren’t opposite. And everyone’s wearing wigs.
Ryan almost looks a bit like the lead singer of The Peace Soldiers with that wig on. Anyway, we thought we’d be playing to a sea of wigs tonight in Dallas, but no one else really participated. There were like five people in the crowd who came with wigs and everyone else just kind of stood there, perplexed, watching while our entire entourage played out an inside joke. I guess we needed to be a little clearer as to what Wig Night meant.
Wig Night means we’re getting bored of a certain venue and the only thing that’ll spice up the night is a room full of hairpieces. And maybe some more cowbell. So if we ever play the bloody Newport Music Hall in Columbus Ohio again, have your wigs ready.
In other news, not one member of Guster remembered to call into their family’s seder via cell phone tonight. Bad jews! Bad jews, Guster!