Yee Haw!

We’re playin’ a Rodeo Ring today, yee-haw! There is dirt and dust everywhere and it’s more or less a shock to the tour system compared to yesterday’s plush and spacious back stage area. June Bug’s hospitality and food quickly boosts everyone’s moral and the show seems more like a hang out/bbq. Everyone involved with the show, from the runners who crammed Nick, Kenny, Joe and myself into the back of their car for a comfy Starby’s run (and Cane’s secret sauce), to the local gargantuan college football players hired as security were all friendly and accommodating. Beef brisket, crawfish, andouille sausage, crawfish etouffee stuffed brisket, potato salad, dirty rice aligned themselves in my stomach harmoniously and provided and excellent base coat for drumming and drinking. After our well received set I opened an Avery Quad only to be lit up like a Christmas tree and find inspiration for a duel “Soy Bomb” attack during As I Lay Dying’s set. Magically marked with “Soy Bomb” Tony and I stormed the stage taking the risers and monitors like Normandy Beach answering Columbus’ set soy bomber (Josh/AILD). There was love in the air as the crowd roared in favor of our infiltration. We exit triumphantly, consume multiple beverages and our jubilation mutates into tribulation as we get our asses handed to us in Arena Ball later that evening. Can’t win ‘em all I suppose.