March 6, 2001:
Chapter 4:
Um...What was I saying???
Oh yeah!
DYNAMITE BOY. 1/3 of our partners in crime on this tour.
For lack of a better description, Think pre-Nimrod Green Day with the balls
of AC/DC.
Killer melodies and harmonies that Wilson-Phillips would cut their own stomachs
out for. Oh wait...Uh nevermind.
On top of that they pull off the most dead on covers of TNT by AC/DC, Sweet
Child O'mine by GN'R and Trooper by Iron Maiden. Their singer/guitarist,
Sean is truly a man of a thousand voices. The rest of the guys are Scott
on drums, Danny on guitar and Adrian on bass. Adrian is the only one in
the band who is still a dynamite BOY. All the rest are old enough to be
called men.
For more on this awesome band, check out their website at www.dynamiteboy.com.
Now, on with the show:
I'm gonna have to start speeding up this blow by blow account of our tour.
My memory is starting to slip.
We Hit Columbia, SC next. (New Brooklyn Tavern) Hmmm. I remember it was
a good show but I can't remember if anything goofy happened. Oh yeah...
I left my boots there. Whoopee! Also, got a new addition to the band on
this night. Mike Wood, The owner of the "renegade" music store, THE LAZY
I, in Myrtle Beach, hopped on board to help us with the merchandise for
the rest of the tour. (bit of trivia, his dads name is Peter!. seriously!
Peter Wood. That's almost as cool as Dick Trickle (the race car driver).
Had to leave there immediately for the long haul to Orlando, Fl. While
we were loading in we could see the space shuttle take off (again). It's
an awesome sight. We didn't get hit by any of the falling shrapnel this
time though. Didn't get a chance to buy new boots so I had to borrow Willy
B's. He had size 11 and I wear a size 8/12 boot. It was real awkward to
clomp around in those things. I probably looked like a Mongoloid. HEY!
I wonder if looking like a mongo qualifies for a handicap sticker for
the van? Just a thought.
On to West Palm Beach, Fl at Spanky's. This was a cool outdoor bar. It
looked like it was getting ready to rain. The clouds were rolling and
there was that kinda cool ominous breeze blowing that fit just perfect
with the stage show. It was a goodun. except some skinhead chunked bottle
at us. Oh well. He was just jealous cause his mother MAKES him shave his
head.
Went to a goth bar afterwards. I think this was actually the first night
that I caught a buzz. So my memory is really kinda fuzzy but it seems
I remember Travis T. standing in the patio area of the bar with is "Thang"
hanging out. I guess he was fishing. Can't take him anywhere.
Allright folks, time for me to search the internet for some porn. Hope
you enjoyed this one. Check it out next time when we discuss dead alligators,
Queers and how they both can tear up rubber. Bubbye. Blackie
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