On a snow winter olympics night. Bottle Rocket and some friends descended on a north Valpo restaturant/bar called Billy Jacks. We were to open for a local alternative band called "The Bunk." We like the Bunk.
So anyway, the olympics were on the TV, ice skating. I commented that don't blink or you'll miss seeing ice skating on a TV in an Indiana bar.
The name of the room was the Kokopelli Room. What is a kokopelli you ask? According to a poster on the wall, it is a he, a wandering Aztec musician/trubador/ thief/ philanderer. He looks like a dreadlocked silhouette playing a small pan flute. Very 90s. Very jam band. Any port in a storm. Hey, it had track lighting.
This was our second set in the year, and we hadn't practiced since christmas time. but we chose the songs as we went and rocked out knobs off. literally. i lost on the the knobs on my vox. one of the guys in the bunk found it and delivered it to monroe a few weeks later. so i still have all my knobs.