The next night was Philadelphia, the Spectrum, another place I’d played before. Not that it mattered. The stage setup was different; the green room layout was different, meaning the mens room looked familiar. That was the show when I started making it a regular habit to find the backup singers and do a vocal warmup […]
(Saturday bonus post! This is the one I owe you guys from last week! -ctan). Philadelphia put all its stadiums together. On the south edge of the city, the football, baseball, and hockey stadiums were all plopped down in the middle of a huge expanse of parking lot. The hockey arena was called the Spectrum […]
I didn’t doze off until we were in the bus, stuck in traffic on the Garden State Parkway, north of the interchange to the Turnpike. What woke me was Courtney’s laugh, when she pointed out “our exit” to Ziggy.
The wake up call came at ten, and we motorvated ourselves to pack up what we’d scattered and get dressed and get out. Digger hit the road for New York, and the rest of us headed for Philadelphia. I drove the first leg, wearing what I still thought of as Matthew’s sunglasses and playing a […]
The next day we hit the road for Philly and I spent the two-plus hour bus ride sitting by myself, staring out the window or resting my head on my arms. Whenever Bart or Chris would ask me how I was doing I’d shrug and tell them I was resting my throat or I felt […]